blatherings

blatherings
the shallow side

Why do bad things happen to good people? Why isn’t life like fairy tales where you work really hard and be nice to people and then good things happen. Why is it some people go to school every day on time and are prepared and are pleasant and try to make the world better and then get shit on? I do not approve of my friends being unhappy for things they can’t control. I want to track down these uncontrollable forces of nature and kick their asses. But I can’t. And my friend who is suffering can’t. And there is nothing anyone can do but get through it. And that sucks.
24.11.04 23:22


solitude is an opiate

thoughts?
25.11.04 08:19


I did no work on my papers yesterday, but it was worth it.

Had diner last night at P’s. Very good. The only food that was ever given an English language name was ‘curried chicken’ which she made at a level of spiciness her kids and I could eat it, with a series of things to put on it for everyone else. But I also really liked the brown goopy stuff she put cream into, the bread like stuff and the rice and veggie combo. Lots of fun talk - politics, what level of gov’t we would like to run for - oh, it was me and S, P and hubby and kids, P’s sister V and her sweetie Sh, P’s cousin M and the Polish exchange student Mo. And of that, me, P, V and Sh would like to some day run.

The best part of the night was S talking loudly about the joys of a vasectomy, V talking about how easily she could perform one and then S going on about becoming a guerrilla urologist. You know, going from house to house; incise, snip and move on. P’s hubby looked unimpressed.

I also got to spend a great deal of time playing with her youngest, Arjun. He was born in Feb and has these massive eyes that are slightly too large for his face at this point, with long eyelashes and a smile that will melt butter some day. Don’t get me wrong, I really REALLY don’t want babies. S and I live like teens most of the time. I like being this selfish about my life.

But this doesn’t mean I am opposed to babies. And especially not beautiful, well behaved children such as those P is raising. He eldest boy, on overhearing that P had burnt the rice to the bottom of the pan said, quite unprompted “That’s okay Mommy because it still tasted beautiful”

But now I really must go work on my paper.
27.11.04 20:59


WHO ARE YOU!?!

Ohimigod! I was just checking the stats for who looks at this collection of ramblings and complaints and someone came to me thru a search on Suzette Myer! Who are you? Wanna talk about her? Admittedly, most of what I would have to say is ‘isn’t she the coolest?’ but still, that is stunning! maybe it was Suzette Myer herself, doing a search on her name and finding that I like her.

I could seriously be a groupie for writers.
27.11.04 21:12


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