Friday, May 25, 2007

Evidently I'm Ancient

The other day as I was doing the two job shuffle, going from one to another right around the time the local high school got out, I overheard one of the funniest converstaions I've heard in a long time. Imgine the following, but in rapid squeaky I'm cooler-than-you teenage voices:

Girl 1: Well just think, when you're 18 you can do whatever you want, and no one can tell you you can't do something.
Girl 2: Yeah but by the time I'm 18 I'll be old and a grown up and my life will be over and I won't even want to do any of the fun stuff I want to do now. It'll be too late, I'll be old and boring.

Ah yes, I remember when I turned 18 and became a spinster rocking in my rocking chair and communing with the neighborhood cats...life was indeed over. If only I'd been able to stay out late and go to certain parties my life would never have been such a useless wasteland of nothingness. The world will never know what genius would have befallen it had I only been able to do wjhatever I wanted to as a teenager. Life is so unfair, dude.

Thursday, May 17, 2007

Do Not Disturb



Yesterday I wrote a post about how frustrating it is to keep secrets. In general. Because it is frustrating. However, it was clearly a mistake to post it here in the blog, as it has prompted a very unwelcome bevy of inquiries by several close friends who read this blog. The gossip train is running full speed and I'm really slightly pissed about it.

If I say I have a secret, that means it is something I do not wish to or cannot disclose. It does not mean please call me 3 times in one day (and counting) while I am at work (I work 2 jobs remember? I'm usually at work until at least 10pm) and cannot pick up the phone. Because frankly, no matter how many times you call, I will not tell you what the secret is until I am able to, if I am ever able to. I would expect a little respect for my privacy. I would never badger someone to tell me something if they said it was a secret; I would assume it was a secret for a very good reason.

I'm sorry if this sounds harsh, but it has been a very frustrating day. Perhaps I was naive in thinking that I could post about something that was bothering me without it becoming a huge deal. I was told by someone that if I post on a blog which I know friends read that I am asking to be harassed, so I want to set the record straight right now that I do not wish to be harassed and am genuinely sorry I ever write that post. Please respect my need for privacy and discretion.

(That being said, I must also include that my friends love me very much and their harassment does come from a well meaning, if erroneous, place. )

Thursday, May 03, 2007

Photo of the Day


Snowball

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Wednesday, May 02, 2007

Photo of the Day

31 Kisses for 31 Years

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Tuesday, May 01, 2007

Photo of the Day


Urban Cotton

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