After ingesting my take of the daily news, I have this to say: I dont think Lindsay Lohan is as awful or addicted or whatever as everyone else does. And I still think Britney Spears is one crazy and awesome weirdo. I wouldnt call myself a "fan" of either one of them. But if I were to be in the same room with said famed ones, there would be no disapproving glares, only approving ones. Sorry about your jail sentence, LiLo. I'm sure you'll be in there for less than 48 hours anyway. You fame whores get away with everything.
I think I have a minor case of agoraphobia, but only upon coming home from work. Which is what makes it minor, I think.
And it's a good thing I'm not parthophobic, since I hang around so many male comedians.
Anyway.
I suck sometimes. Out of straws mostly. That's pretty much the only time actually.
What else?
I hate being in limbo. And doing it. It bothers my back. But I'm there right now in a big way. It drives me mental. I'm locked into the suspense of my own life. How torturous is that?!
I just want to know what's next. I've taken the steps. I've compiled the skills. I've followed up and followed through. And the rest of my life feels like its on friggin hold. Maybe because I put it there. But that's neither here nor...there.
Wow. This is ADD'd out to the maximum.
Annnnnnnnnnnnnnnnd...I'm spent.
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