Tanks for the memories

February 12, 2006

Observation #1/

I am funnier when I am in misery

Observation #2/

Many of the people I know between the ages of 26 - 32 appear to be experiencing some kind of of adult adolesence. Like the, What am I doing here? Why is nothing fun anymore? How come I have zits on my arm? type shit. I include myself in this category wholeheartedly.

Observation #3/

Cats are good for you when you are irritable and sad. Dogs are just annoying.

Observation #4/

Stevie Nicks is very good for you when you are experiencing #1 and number #2 concommitantly

Observation #5/

It is not immediately apparent to my best friend that I am the poster child for the song "tears of clown" and thus deserve a decently rendered conceptual velvet paintng of myself portrayed as the songs heart-rending subject as a birthday present. I don't know why my *best friend * disagrees with this demand - she is blind to the obvious parallels between me and smokeys notorious sad clown I guess.

Observation #6/

The Winners valentines day mix features exclusively love songs like the Bryan Adams song from Robin Hood: prince of Thieves or "You're My Inspiration".

This means that when you are trying to find cheap #7's to replace your old favorite #7s that are getting a hole in the butt you have to just go in there like a mentally deficient emotionally damaged kamikaze wearing the pith helmet of irony and try really hard not to cry to that Celine Dion song from Titanic. Especially the part where she starts screaming "my heart will go on..." and you remember poor little Leonardos frozen fingers slipping from Kate Winsletts grasp as he sinks into the Atlantic ocean. Or that scene with the poor old couple spooning on the bed as it gets subsumed in water - eesh..


Observation #7/

There are other holidays that occur close to Valentines day. These holidays include st Paddys day and Easter. That being said, do *not* spend too long staring at st paddys day decorations trying to decide if leprauachauns are monogamous or libertine, and whether you should maybe buy a clover shaped candy dish as some kind of consumer protest to all the heart shaped candy dishes that are piled up around the check out stations. Also, absolutely do not buy a large automated leprauchaun that you call Leppy and bring him home under your arm singing it's just you and me baby, just you and me against the world.

Observation #9/

If you do bring the leprauchaun home, do not actually believe he will bring you luck. He will crack nuts in his jaw though, so he's good for something.


Observation #10/

Always remember when you feel this way to say I brought this on myself. I totally just brought this on myself. Then go buys some beers for you and Leppy and sit by the window trying to figure out what olympic event your neighbours are watching on their wide screen television.


Observation #11/

The best way to avoid doing neccesary and important work is to drag up really old heartbreak and try it on just to see if it still fits. When you find out it does, the hair shirt is really a bitch to take off again.

phewf.

I think I have officially entered that part of my life where as a word eccentricity doesn't quite do it justice.

Kicking my own ass never felt so good though.


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Comments

OK ummm what happened to #8?

Posted by: Denise at February 12, 2006 8:42 PM

In feel really guilty telling you this...
But...
You are very funny when you are in misery.

Love
Ruth

Posted by: Ruth at February 12, 2006 11:13 PM

hm...I think I'd bump the age of adult adolescence to 33...

Posted by: candis at February 12, 2006 11:58 PM

I am so miserable I have forgotten how to count Denise. Actually numbers are never my strong suit so it's the first skill to go during misery time. It goes right after the cooking for myself skill which is just as tenuous.

so here's

Observation #8/

Don't get cheerful when the cute delivery guy from the grocery store drops off your box of heat and serve chili,canned peaches and breakfast cereal, it's just his job he's not trying to "get with you". Also he will remember that you had no change for a tip and that your dog almost tripped him on the way down the stairs.

hey roo-poo these last few entries have been too honest by half and this comment and it's entry are no exception but it's true/funny, and ought to be saved for the likes of you via telephone.

Posted by: mir at February 13, 2006 12:07 AM

Honey if a delivery dude or dudette came to my house to drop off my anything to eat I'd be cheerful! I hate grocery shopping and would kill for a delivery service.

But you are right, he will remember you had no change for a tip. Which sucks. But then again, he'll be back with your next delivery which should make you cheerful all over again!

Posted by: Denise at February 13, 2006 9:30 AM

I am actually really afraid that my feeling of adult adolescence is actually adulthood. and that it won't ever stop. Meaning 33 is as much a candidate as 46 or even 67.

Maybe the idea that we eventually "grow up" and our lives become predictable and stable is a falsehood.

I mean, maybe not for everyone but for some of us, being an adult is going to be just as "wild and crazy" as every other stage of the game.

That's both calming (because i am usd to dealing with "wild and crazy") and scary (because I was really looking forward to adulthood as a safe harbour from some of my more intense personality traits and desires).

meh. what can you do? As long as I stop doing that thing where I cry in department stores, then I will be making progress ; )

ps: I didn't actually cry in the winners - i just mumbled imprecations at steve winwood et al..


Posted by: mir at February 13, 2006 9:36 AM

wow comment synchronicity..

do ya think I should give him his quarters wrapped in a note next time or is that just plain creepy??

kidding kidding. I know it's creepy I would never do that.

Posted by: mir at February 13, 2006 9:41 AM

Does he have long brown hair and works at PA's. If so, invite me over please the next time you get groceries delivered. (Its natalie, Maya's sister who used to work at PA)

Posted by: natalie at February 14, 2006 4:24 PM

hey!

I was wondering who you were, I really liked your last comment - to be honest it left me fairly well tongue tied.

It's the most literary thing we've had round these parts since I quoted some Leonard Cohen back in '05

It's totally the long-hair who looks like he plays rhythm guitar for lynnard skynnard.

cute...

He actually probably isn't that cute but the toque/hair/always carrying something heavy combo is killing me.

consider yourself invited.


Posted by: mir at February 14, 2006 5:12 PM

dude
pls tell me you actually bought a leprechaun, pls pls pls send me a picture of you and Leppy...I'm desperately trying not to laugh at my laptop at work, but it's just not working.
Although his name kinda reminds me of l'herpes...

Posted by: niki at February 17, 2006 10:01 AM

ma chere leppy is totally fictional

sorry....

Posted by: mir at February 17, 2006 4:08 PM