Saturday, August 20, 2005


you don't have to go home, but you can't sleep here.

sometimes when i am having a pity party, i decide to buck up and make a list of all the things i'm glad i am not. for this to work, it can't be list full of very very serious things, like having a terminal or disfiguring illness, because then the guilt interferes with the cheering. it's more like

i am glad i do not have a "glandular problem."
i am glad i am not the older sister of someone famous.
i am glad i am not allergic to dogs.
i am glad i am not someone who likes cheetos.
i am glad i am not one of those people who get confused between silly and stupid.


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