an overactive imagination, clumsy awkward writing, and a cultivated immaturity thrown into one bundle of well-intentioned insecurity
(with flagrant abuse of the parenthetical to boot)
Friday, December 02, 2005
Brief Interlude - Jews Represent!
I just had to share my holiday spirit revenge in all its bad cell phone photo glory. Yes, my desk is a hellish cluttered mess; so is my apartment, and so is my life. But hey - check out that festive blue and silver garland! Wow! Catchy, ain't it? And the slightly deformed star of David...upon entering our section of the sdj office, there's this gaudy oasis of Chanukah amidst the sea of red, green and gold. Tacky, but festive and lovely at the same time.
I have this recurring nightmare that I'm asked to define myself in some way in precisely 1200 characters or less. The words parade around me in a grotesque circle dance to Disney's "It's a small world after all", gradually inprisoning me in the box they've formed around me. I can't seem to escape this box-o-words, despite numerous desperate editing attempts, and the words are mocking me and shouting slanderous epithets galore about my semantic failures. I wake up, sobbing, and thankful to be in my bed and not at a computer frantically typing and deleting like a madwoman. Clearly, I'm a giant neurotic contradiction in and of myself (who gets way too little sleep to boot). Despite my massive insecurity, I can be pretty fun though...I mean, who doesn't love self depricating humor...it's funny right? Right? Ha ha?
I try mightily to live life as one huge adventure, but the majority of the time it ends up being a bit of a farce. My new evaluative criteria when it comes to life experiences tends to be, "Will it make a good story one day? Then it was worth it." I also have an evil man hating attack cat that I adore and everyone else flees from.
2 Comments:
what, yuo really think that's snazzier than my tacky tinsel and ribbon-star?
it's cute...in its own BLEU way....
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