tutu musings
2000-09-29 at 03:03:24
How tiny are we??
I mean specks, man... SPECKS on this speck man... in this BLACKNESS dude... trippy...
What else is there to think of on a Thursday night? Everyone esle here is drunk and my eyes hurt... my contacts are fighting some kind of noble jihad and are trying to fling themselves from my body. BORN FREE!!!!!!!!!!
I'm not at home right now.... home being a nasty dorm room. No thanks.... it might be my fault seeing as I've decided to protest cleaning. I'm a wild rock star now! I need more angst, and nothing says angst like a pile of artsy stuff. I think I buy stuff so it will look intriguing lying around my boudoir. Okay, so I DO wear the red tutu quite regularly on grocery shopping trips, but it almost looks better on top of my computer next to my plastic statue of Ariel from the Little Mermaid and my bottles of pills. They may be vitamins, but neurotic is IN.
The looks you get when you are five foot nine wearing a red tutu over blue jeans are priceless. Especially when you forget you're wearing a tutu...