I got this from
sugarmonster who assigned me the letter N. I was startled to find that it was very difficult to think up ten N things I love, but here's what I came up with:
Naught. It's so much classier than nothing.
Nihilists. Well, Nihilists named Uli, anyway.
Nip/Tuck
Norton, Jimmy. He would make milk come out of my nose, if I drank milk more often.
Nequarius. At the end of 40 Year old virgin, they stop singing "the Age of Aquarius" and begin singing "the Age of Nequarius." I don't know why, but I love that.
Nuzzling
Nowhere Limited. I am an art junkie without enough walls.
Nerdy Glasses. I am drawn to them with a supernatural desire.
Napping. I luxuriate in them, and often.
Nightmares, in movie and book form, but not during sleep, not at all.
I also just read this Woody Allen quote in
miss_precocious's journal, and it made me feel really good.
Because I am the fattest and least blonde girl Jesse has ever been with, this makes me happy.
I spoke to
ghoulgurl yesterday. It's been ages. I wish she and
faux_eonix lived closer. I feel as though I would actually have the opportunity to meet with girls (plural) and we'd lol and drink tea and appear to be like those strange creatures I see on the tv. I have not hung out with more than one girl that I'm friends with at one time in... wow. I cannot actually remember when. What the hell is that about?
Why can't I call paul? I forgot to get his email. This is so dumb. It's been a couple of weeks now. We talked on the phone, but it didn't "take" in a friend friend way. Just in a "hey, what's up?" kind of way, and I got the feeling that the reason it didn't fully take was because I'm attached. For our whole friendship, one or the other of us have been attached, and it's funny because if we'd ever been single at the same time, I'm sure we'd have given it a go. However, I'm incredibly, permanently attached now, and because of that, it feels really difficult to rekindle, or make anew, friendships with guys. How does one do that? Maybe if I got off my ass and got a new therapist, that would be the sort of skill that person would help me with.
I am totally going to be working (in a roundabout way) for Disney soon! How neat! Well, they're commissioning a company to make something for them, and I'm making something for that company to use for that thing, so, uh, is that too roundabout to count? I choose no.
Anyhoo, I should go drink. I have stabbing tomorrow and I have to try to get half a gallon of water in tonight. I've already salted myself and dug a ditch to pump up my arms.
Oh, how I pray for a vein. Seriously, I do.
Naught. It's so much classier than nothing.
Nihilists. Well, Nihilists named Uli, anyway.
Nip/Tuck
Norton, Jimmy. He would make milk come out of my nose, if I drank milk more often.
Nequarius. At the end of 40 Year old virgin, they stop singing "the Age of Aquarius" and begin singing "the Age of Nequarius." I don't know why, but I love that.
Nuzzling
Nowhere Limited. I am an art junkie without enough walls.
Nerdy Glasses. I am drawn to them with a supernatural desire.
Napping. I luxuriate in them, and often.
Nightmares, in movie and book form, but not during sleep, not at all.
I also just read this Woody Allen quote in
"I like long-haired blonds - Brigitte Bardot, Julie Christie. Kind of animal-looking. I like big breasts on a girl, and big... behind, or at least reasonably prominent. I like her to be just a little heavier than what you might call perfect. Big eyes. Big lips. You can describe and ideal girl and then you walk out of your house and there on the street is just the opposite, a girl in a short haircut and pants, and flat-chested, but she is fantastic. She is devastatingly beautiful and you marry her."
- from GQ, 1965
Because I am the fattest and least blonde girl Jesse has ever been with, this makes me happy.
I spoke to
Why can't I call paul? I forgot to get his email. This is so dumb. It's been a couple of weeks now. We talked on the phone, but it didn't "take" in a friend friend way. Just in a "hey, what's up?" kind of way, and I got the feeling that the reason it didn't fully take was because I'm attached. For our whole friendship, one or the other of us have been attached, and it's funny because if we'd ever been single at the same time, I'm sure we'd have given it a go. However, I'm incredibly, permanently attached now, and because of that, it feels really difficult to rekindle, or make anew, friendships with guys. How does one do that? Maybe if I got off my ass and got a new therapist, that would be the sort of skill that person would help me with.
I am totally going to be working (in a roundabout way) for Disney soon! How neat! Well, they're commissioning a company to make something for them, and I'm making something for that company to use for that thing, so, uh, is that too roundabout to count? I choose no.
Anyhoo, I should go drink. I have stabbing tomorrow and I have to try to get half a gallon of water in tonight. I've already salted myself and dug a ditch to pump up my arms.
Oh, how I pray for a vein. Seriously, I do.
- Mood:
tired - Music:The Master Butcher's Singing ClubLouise Erdrich


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So, what's this about a "new look?!?"