i must escape all this nerveracking happiness
I get restless and sometimes self-destructive. Previous to this current time of age-mellowed wisdom I might have done something (theoretically) like get my nose pierced, dye my hair blue, get a tattoo, experiment with homosexuality, try a new illegal drug or go on a roadtrip in a VW Van with a roadie named String.
But now I am ever so much more mature. Hence...
distraction by bangs, $70
The last time I had bangs I was a virgin.
Here's the life update: I am seeing someone. He may be awesome or he may be Satan. I cannot tell the difference. So I got bangs and am escaping to Omaha this weekend to party with my Sista. In Nebraska. Next weekend, Missouri.
It's a tour of the midwest. There will be corn, ballet and my 90 year old grandfather. Who has begun to lose his mind and the only topic of any interest to him is my ex. Who cheated on me.
Grandpa: How's beau?
Me: Dead to me.
Grandpa: He died?!
Me: No, it's an expression. He's dead to me. I don't talk to him anymore.
Grandpa: What happened? I always liked him.
Me: I did, too. Until he cheated on me.
Grandpa: Well the weather here has been real dry.
I'm not sure bangs and a tour of the midwest are an improvement over my old ways of dealing.
I miss acid.

I miss acid too. And you, while you are in the midwest. Hurry back.
Posted by: EM | July 03, 2008 at 09:13 PM
Nebraska? I heard of the mythical ethereal place, but had no clue it existed....send me pictures of you next to ,say, a yak, or a caribou, or some mythical creature that lives in this mythical place....your sister will do... no yoga sunday again???? I will have a thought for you in sirvarasasana or downward dog, your favorite of all the asanas.
Posted by: velma | July 05, 2008 at 10:25 AM