been drinkin'
Tuesday, May. 20, 2003 at 10:45 p.m.
So, I'm sitting at home feeling overly dramatic and slightly sorry for myself, or maybe just full of myself and wishing that there was somebody to join me. One pretty-damn-good-if-I-do-say-so-myself martini and a screwdriver, some records on the turntable and some uncencensored writing in my paper diary brings me to this, whatever this is.It's so funny. I'd probably reveal everything to my friends if I wasn't pretty sure that there weren't some things that they simply do not want to know. I just appreciate honesty, I guess, even when it goes too far. I'd rather wonder, "why is this person telling me this?" rather than "what does this person REALLY think?" I guess that's just insecurity on my part, sure that underneath it all they must have some strong opinion about me either negative or positive, but anyways... I do have a dilemma, though, if anyone is listening. I've been thinking of posting a few pictures of myself on here, just so people can put a face to the words. The only problem is, that gives my Detroit readers a chance to recognize me on the street even if I don't recognize them. What do you think?
I'm listening to Purple Rain on vinyl
I'm reading my humanities textbook, lord help me
I want to my anthro class, work, the university bookstore's cafe (such as it is)
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