Tuesday, March 08, 2005

this ain't no party, this ain't no ab workout

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Isn't this picture nice? It was taken at some assuredly fantastic place in Italia by a friend of mine. Do you think that really straight-growing one is looked down upon by its tree peers? "Get your act together! Work that chlorophyll!" Clearly, I don't remember any of my honors smhonors biology. But damn, I can draw a mean lookin' amoeba and mitochondria, powerhouse of the cell! Watch out, Brian Greene, there's a new scientist in town.

Sigh. I wish I could be in Italy, even if I were some uncool pariah tree. I could eat sweet lemons and gelato and espresso and pasta and wine and never get fat. Cuz I am a tree. Kind of a serene image eh? They don't have to have office jobs, they don't have to do their taxes, and this variety, being so naturally slender, doesn't have to worry about some dubious thing called "club abs" at the gym.

So I've gone from being "down in the dumps" to the less smellier, but no less thrilling place of "There must be some reason that I should get out of bed in the morning. Please!" And here I am, mushroom risotto (thanks giada!) and many ginger snaps later, kinda just.. tired. And still mulling over the same old, same old, growing fuzzy mold that makes you go ew and clean me out of the fridge. Lotta future stuff.... How do people do it? The 9-5 every day. Lack of Sunlight. Though it becomes fodder for certain drews – for me, it only means one thing. Find a crusty (in manner, not in hygiene!) and grizzled, but softie on the inside, sea captain and travel the seas, chasing my fortune, my dreams on the waters of adventure and fabric softener.

Blah. What a stupid entry. I'm conforming to boring bloggerdom.

2 comments:

jason said...

I would suggest you move to California where you won't get SAD (Seasonal Affective Disorder). It's 72 degrees! Come and stay!
Don't be down, we need to go to Las Vegas where you can relax and win some money and eat buffets. Or we can go to Italy. Give me an email and we'll do it, since I think it would be good for all of us.

karla said...

dude, like, can't wait for you to write some novel which some smarmy hollywood biggie will want to make into a film and it'll star the female version of paul giamatti. sorry this comment is non-sensical. jason posted a comment and i felt compelled to do the same. stupid competitive drive. see, we're competing for your love janet.