So my journal has a whole new look! It’s bright, colorful and happy looking. My boyfriend did it for me. I love it but I was concerned that the look is now contradictory to the content since all I ever do here is bitch and moan. By the way I’m not going to censor myself anymore with symbols %&#, etc. It’s the internet for godssake, and who am I kidding? I cuss like a truck driver - it’s part of my charm. Which brings me back to my concern with my journal make-over, is it appropriate to have such a happy place to provide my warped perspective of things? Then I decided it’s absolutely appropriate, symbolic even, of my inner-complexity. I’m an enigma, you see, a complex creature, unique, like a flower. HaHaHaHa! The bottom line is I like how it looks – screw everybody else! I’m way overdue on this entry, so I’m not sure where to start. A couple weeks ago “they” announced that studies now have proven that french fries, potato chips, coffee and chocolate definitely cause cancer, so really it’s a miracle that I’ve lived long enough to post this entry. Was anybody really surprised by this revelation? Well at least I survived to see the start of hockey season! Yay! The Avs however are really not pleasing me as of yet, but it’s a loooong season so we’ll see. My early prediction for the cup this season would have to be Dallas, but again, it’s a looong season.
I feel like crap! I’m on day 3 of some wicked cold/flu viral disease. Started with minor sore throat and now it ‘s kickin’ my ass! It is severely affecting my sense of humor and creativity so if this all seems convoluted and un-clever, that’s why. As I am writing this I am watching a Discovery Channel show about conjoined twins. Wow! And I think I’ve got problems. But they’re always such positive people which makes it even stranger. Those Lori & Dori girls just blow me away, insisting that they have separate lives. One’s a country & western singer! That alone would make the situation unbearable for me. Then again, a cold is kicking my ass so I obviously would not have the necessary resilience. Anywhoo, recently I find myself back in need of asking on a daily basis.. What the hell is wrong with people?! I won’t mention any names [Julia Harding] but, I used to think I was the most insane person I knew, but as it turns out I may be one of the least. And can I just say, that is a sad and frightening state of affairs. Why can’t people just embrace their own craziness? Take it from me it makes things much easier for the crazy person and for those who come in contact with me – I mean them. I told my boyfriend life would be much easier if people were required to wear a t-shirt that summed up their personality and dysfunctions. I wonder what mine would say since I’m such a complex and unique creature. Maybe, “Warning Contents Under Pressure.”. Here’s a good one for a t-shirt, “That which does not kill you makes you want to die.”
Okay, so this entry really sucks, but at least my page is really cute.