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aaaarrrr Fri|09.20 I feel all Eeyore today. you were handsome you were pretty queen of new york city Tues|09.17 I am just so angry today, at my itchy hand, at my messy apartment, at my notfunctioningwell body, at my mind. ARGH! I saw that Big Fatass Greek Wedding movie with a friend a while back and have since been trying to count my first cousins, and I was up to 29 when I spoke to my sister yesterday, who thought we had 40. We went through all of our mother's brothers and sisters and counted their children, then added "2!" for my dad's side, and it turns out to be 30. Pretty respectable. AND THEN of course nearly all of those cousins have at least one child, and some of those (second? removed?) cousins have children, and so on. And so on. And so on. I haven't seen most of them in years, since leaving the East Coast. And so we talked about the family reunion that she had just gone to, and my mood today is reminding me of a reunion years ago, when I was a teenager, and we threw our cousin's new husband into the lake. Maybe he was her boyfriend. In any case, when all of your girl cousins pick up your special friend and throw him into a body of water, yes, we're commenting on your taste in men. Also, we're wicked drunk. I wonder what my cousin thought, or said. How embarrassing, for us and for her and for him. What a drunken haze we all were in. Oh, I know what he did, he called my aunt a bitch. You just don't do that, not this aunt. He'd been acting like an asshole the whole time, but that was it. Who came up with the lake idea? I don't know. I remember feeling thrilled, and SLIGHTLY horrified, at what was happening. But it didn't happen fast enough. I was having third or fourth thoughts by the time we had carried him to the lake from the softball field. It felt stupid. My righteous indignation was pretty much gone and if it had been up to me I may have said fuck it halfway between the water and the field and dropped him. "Please let me take off my watch!" I remember him pleading. Among other things. I felt bad for him, but removing accessories from his body to be stored in a safe place until he surfaced seemed to compromise the act. If we cared about his watch getting wet, why throw him in at all? Maybe someone else removed his watch for him, but I know that I didn't. Do fleas hop around and are they really thin from wing to wing, like, sideways thin? Just curious. zappity dooo Sun|09.15 Friends rock. aRcHiVeS | hOmE |