Work
11/29/00
Should have gotten more done today at work.
Another weird dream. Similar as last night. Had a hard time sleeping well and overslept. Went into work late. WTF is going on in my brain?
Fazal at work considers dreams as the garbage dump of the conscious mind. What am I feeling choked by? Is it my dad nagging me about finding a boyfriend? Is it holiday financial constraints? Is it my perpetual struggle with adulthood? Is it because I made my recent declaration about being a born again virgin? What the heck gives?
What do you think?
In other news.
Did you know that someone could *sprain* their tongue? Guess how. *Giggle giggle*. HEY MAN! Just cuz I proclaim myself a born again V doesn’t mean I don’t still *think* about it all the time.
The knowledge of tongue spraining comes courtesy of Bootylicious Kenneth Moodie. I can’t help but want to pinch his butt whenever I see him. It’s an addiction. Today, I think I sprained my typing fingers IMing with him during a marathon several hour AOL conversation. Knowledge of the tongue spraining was shortly followed by the exchange on Ken’s baby blog. I was blushing and laughing so hard, I matched the American Flag. Red White & Blue.
Green Monsters Afoot
Sometimes you can’t get what you want, and what you dont’ necessarily want, your best friends can’t get and then, their friends might be able to get what you don’t want which upsets your friend and you try to level with them about the goodness of the universe and blah blah blah blah but the end point being that no matter how much you try and be mature over all this who wants what wants who wants whatever, it is still not helping you to get what you want but aren’t really sure you want either and then you forget what you wanted in the first place. Like yeah.
Love is hard isn’t it?
Travel Plans
So I’ve got tickets for NYC and Plee’s fiesta for new years. I’ve also entered this little place in cyberspace for the SXSW for an award as a grrl site & as a persona/online diary. Think I stand a chance? Even on my lamer little homestead design? If content is King/Queen/Goddess/Whatevs, then perhaps. Cross fingers and send fan letters to to your peeps over at SXSW to hook me up. =D I trully must be a narcissist. Anyway, that’s in march and I’m heading out there with Ernie. Between those two shin digs I plan to see my dad back home in chilly MI around MLK.
I think I’ll need a travel pillow.
Min Jung
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