annie funny BUT HELP
September 24, 2002 at 11:49 a.m.
So there's been a nice li'l debate going on about my psyche apparently, in some other part of the world. Heck if I know what anyone is talking about, because I care more about belly-button lint than what people think of my personality (aw, heck - as long as I've got my insane mother and my girls, I'm doing good).
But in a recent e.mail from the great and wise and incredible Annie, she dropped this gem into the pot. It is just hilarious out of context.. heck, it's funny in context but I'm still trying to figure out all the big words:) Check this out:
...Simpler example, from one of the classic "seduction poems" by John Donne, "the Flea": "this flea has bitten us both, so in that flea your blood and my blood, our body fluids, are already mixed. So quit being coy and put out already". (Some things about 17th century poetry really puzzle me-- like, how could you possibly want to get in on with a chick who has fleas? Okay, so England was dirty and maybe everyone had fleas, but still-- extremely unsexy)...
People, I freaking live for her e.mails. Girl, I LOVE you!!!!!!!!
So when I was doing HTML and all that jazz, I decided it would be cute to put that birthday counter on the bottom of the page so people would know when my birthday was and with me happy thoughts when the time came...
but now it's this evil ticking time bomb that's just counting the seconds towards my annihilation (or however you spell that word...)
22 days until I turn 23?
I'm going to freaking puke. I'm going to be 23. I'm going to be almost 25 when I graduate with my masters degree. Almost 27 when I get off my mission.
I DON'T HAVE ENOUGH TIME TO BECOME A ROCK STAR.
23 just sounds awful, dirty, horrible, Im going to have a freaking nervous breakdown.
I'm almost 23 - I have a littlelittle job teaching violin, I have a degree in freaking violin performance, I'm getting my masters in violin yet again, I'm living in dating central and I try to hide from these boys as best I can because I really dislike dating and no one here can make me laugh or feel interesting... there's a mysterious voice on the phone who does that, but he's 2 time zones away so all that does is make me feel discombobulated. boobulated? oh whatever.
23. I wished I could have served a mission before my masters, but I'm supposed to be here right now. I'm not good enough on the violin to take time off yet. And now I'll be old by the time I'm out of school and things and ready to jump into my career.
And you know what's the sad thing?
I'M GOING TO BE FREAKING ABOUT THIS FOR ANOTHER 22 DAYS AT LEAST.
SUPERCRACK says, fasten your seatbelts... this is goona be a bumpy ride.