Today was one of those perfect days where I didn't have to talk to anyone. Well except for the old lady at the drug store who refused to accept my worn out, sad looking Visa card because she didn't want to manually type in the numbers. All I wanted to buy were some tampons. I also read two books today, thanks to Tony who is saving me several trips to the library. Good thing too, because I have no idea where the library is in this neighborhood. Garden of Eden by Hemingway and Ghost Dance by Mark T. Sullivan. I guess words are my vice, I need them more than anything. I liked them both, in fact, I like all books. I can only remember one that I detested and I read that in fifth grade. I think it was called The Hatchet and it was terribly boring and without adequate imagination. And I hated the dorky student teacher for assigning it. He gave me a dictionary at the end of the year as a present and asked if I thought it was a cheesy gift. I said yes, not because it was cheesy, but because he had terrible taste in literature.
I drank nineteen cups of tea today. Amazing, no? I had planned on going to the beach today but I realized that I am already tanned and really, there is no other good reason to lay in a bikini and sweat in the itchy grass while being ignored by all of the gay men running around the lake in circles without shirts on. I didn't even finish my painting today. Lame.
6 comments:
See I think that whenever you post photos of yourself you're indulging all of us! I'm speaking on behalf of the entire anonymous weird internet stranger community, of course.
Also I love your painting!
I clicked over from 25 peeps. Your posts show that you are a deeply insightful person.
But, the photo on peeps sends a different message.
Have you thought about the energy you project, and what effect it has on women? Not just now, but in the future?
Think about what that photo says, and who you are sending that message to.
Think about Elizabeth Cady Stanton, and all the hard work and suffering she went through to get you the right to vote.
Im soory, I dont mean to sound preachy. Im all for sexual expression...but to use sex as a lure to attract strangers to read a blog that is not about sex, oh, Idunno, it just dont seem right.
All the magazines do it, and I dont like that either. It gives society the impression that women are plastic Barbie dolls, only good for one thing. It makes young girls think they need to be anorexic...I could go on and on, but Im sure you know all this stuff.
Sorry again. I am surely out of line here. You are free to do whatever you like, and I stand behind you on that, even though I want the world to learn to see women as whole human beings, beyond their physical beauty.
i wonder what she was expecting when she clicked the pic on 25 peeps?
Reply to Tonys comment:
I clicked on all of the peeps, to see the writing.
I found peeps because my friend Liz was on there. She is a great writer.
I think the 25 peeps concept is a fun idea.
What did you expect when you clicked on the picture? You imply that you expected something very limited and shallow, and you assume that I did too.
But I diddent. I clicked, looking for an interesting voice, for some beautiful words, for a whole person.
Because, unlike some folks, I KNOW that this woman , that ALL women are more than just a pretty face.
Laying on the grass at the beach!!!
Yikes, makes me glad that when I go to the beach an ocean is involved. I need the sand between my toes, although it does look like you have the tan seriously working!
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