babble
Wednesday, August 27, 2003
Streetlight people:
Let me begin by saying that I'm really not all that depressed, so you can stop any and all plans to stage an intervention with me. I appreciate all the nice stuff people have been saying to me, though. The depression is mostly organic, however, so all attempts at cheering me up will fail unless they include several million dollars or a full frontal massage.
I was going to try to write something ass-splittingly hilarious to counteract the last post, which was wrist-slittingly depressing, but I'm having a hard time coming up with anything. I have been telling a lot of dead baby jokes lately, but for some reason I don't think they will go over with the general public. Some people like my dead baby jokes, and I love you for it. You know who you are. The rest of you will just have to wait until I can come up with something less offensive. Don't hold your breath, though.
In other news, I am still working on mix CDs and other creative endeavors. I am sorry that I haven't sent you the promised mix CDs yet, but there are reasons, most of which involve how FUCKING HOT it is in my home office, where the CD burner is located. I can only sit in there for so long before my brain starts to melt out of my ears and down the sides of my head, and that starts to get pretty messy after a while so I avoid sitting in there as much as possible. I had to sit in there for a little while during the weekend because I was making enlarged negatives with Photoshop and printing them out so that I could use them for my bitchen artsy projects, but that is all I can handle right now. The brain juice cleanup from just that short session in there was quite time-consuming.
Since I am at home right now fighting off a cold or some other nebulous ailment that is making my body feel as though it has been run over by a steamroller, then reinflated like Christopher Lloyd in Who Framed Roger Rabbit, I am going to stop writing this and go back to lying around and rocking out to Journey.
Don't stop believing.
babbled by Kat @ 3:28:00 PM |
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