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Oct. 07, 2004 - 9:56 Apparently i freaked David K. out in my last entry calling matt "major". it reminded him of ronald reagan calling nancy "mommy". ewww. i didn't mean it like that. it was a sporty, breezy moment when i referred to him as "major". nothing more nothing less. however, if you'd like to deconstruct the psychology of nicknames further email me at fluffyvera@yahoo.com what else what smells? i am poor. still catching up from september. last nite i didn't know how i was going to get dinner as i only had 50 cents (which i used for coffee this morning thank you) but when i walked into the apartment matt was cooking! what a nice surprise. i think i can have more pasta tonite. and payday tomorrow. unfortunately ALL of my check is going to rent. I figured it out and i will be destitute until October 22nd. This means the next two weeks i have to not spend money, not charge anything on the card as i'm already sinking in debt, and i need to lie on my bed and whine. because i won't be able to afford to get up and leave the apartment. hey, don't cry it will be all right. we've got each other and we've got bread in the fridge. have been listening to the rutabega from indiana. their new cd, these knotty lines, is sooooo good. "we missed the point had a dream last nite i was stuck in some kind of cabin lakehouse and me and a few other people, including an ex-boyfriend, were trying to solve a mystery---trying to figure out where bodies were buried. and i was staying at my ex's parent's house and had to go tell them i was alive. all right i gotta do some work now. "The realization of the self is only possible if one is productive, if one can give birth to one's own potentialities."
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