half-awake, i caught myself doing something i haven't done in years.
-subscriptions to theatres i don't work for
-passes to cinemas who show films not blockbusters
-belly-dancing classes
-the bloc party album and the complete verve/richard ashcroft discography
-decemberists tickets
-a massage
-a tshirt that says 'mrs. robinson"
-enough money to pay off my credit cards and help me get a pretty frock to get hitched in
-cillian murphy (or colin meloy, if he's reading this) to kiss me square on the mouth while i am still a free woman
-an ipod fully loaded with every beatles song in existence
-to dance my ass off, content to be 20+8
somehow i don't think that 4 weeks is enough time for anyone to find a couple of those...
Saturday, July 23, 2005
so titled by my beloved friend jerry. the not-so-much-a soap opera that is my life as i simultaneously embrace and attempt to avoid genuine adulthood
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