Friday Five!

September 19th, 2002, 11:52 PM by Goddess

1. Would you say that you’re good at keeping in touch with people?

Um, no. I have dozens of unreturned cards, emails and phone calls. I miss most of these people and hope they are doing well, but my lazy ass never gets around to corresponding.

2. Which communication method do you usually prefer/use: e-mail, telephone, snail mail, blog comments, or meeting in person? Why?

Blog, because I love to rant in the damn thing anyway, so if anyone happens to read it, I’ve inadvertently but pleasantly caught them up on my life. Second favorite is in-person, believe it or not. If I have to go out to eat or go shopping anyway, I might as well have a companion or two, so we can all catch up at once. And it saves the back-and-forth e-mailing and instant messaging. It’s nice to have human friends … some days my only contact with a living, breathing creature is playing with Maddie, usually because as of late, I’m too damn poor to leave the house. But nothin’s better than going out drinking with friends … I love having stories to tell and memories to cherish.

3. Do you have an instant messenger program? How many? Why/why not? How often do you use it?

I use AIM now and it’s not a bad little program. I had AOL for three years and blocked nearly everyone from accessing me. With AIM, I allow about 35 people to IM me, but luckily, there’s an “away” feature, so I can slap that on any damn time I please. I have several conversations per week, ranging from five minutes to an hour. I was seeing a guy when I first moved down here, and what we’d do is leave it on all day and have quick exchanges here and there. But he’s a boy and he’s stupid and I see him online all the time now but we don’t talk … HIS LOSS. Additionally, I just trashed Yahoo! Messenger from my system, because it was just taking up space — I always signed on under “invisible mode” — what point is there to that?

4. Do most of your close friends live nearby or far away?

In a galaxy far, far away, where men have mullets and women have teasing combs, in a planet called Pittsburgh. I’ve got a couple of really good friends here in the Alexandria vicinity, and two friends in Annapolis, but yeah, most are above the Mason-Dixon line.

5. Are you an “out of sight, out of mind” person, or do you believe that “distance makes the heart grow fonder”?

The latter. There are some people I miss terribly, and there are those who pop into my mind occasionally. I guess, overall, I miss people when they’re gone, because let’s face it, did I really take the time to devote myself to these people when I lived four miles away from them? Not really. But we’re mainly talking about friends here. Lovers (or whatever the hell they were) tend to fade from my mind quite nicely until I smell a familiar scent (soap, cologne, flowers, bars … lol) and then the memory rips me backward like a bear massacring a hunter who tiptoes in the vicinity of her cubs. But eventually, their faces will fade away permanently, and I will only remember the way they look in photos, if I happen to have one or two around the house. On the other hand, distance is the most powerful healer … and the biggest memory-eraser next to a bong and a jar of happy tobacco … and it helps you to forgive, and oftentimes forget, everyone’s sins.



Crotch Rot

September 19th, 2002, 8:55 PM by Goddess

My ass itches. I’m still at work (9:45 p.m. EST) and I got rid of the pantyhose several hours ago. Big mistake to lose the hose — my predecessor must’ve had a scorching case of crotch rot, because I am ready to floss with a burlap rope or a USB connector. Argh. Maybe I can find an ice cube to send up there. My work isn’t done but I’m beginning to not CARE because when the ass ain’t happy, Dawn ain’t happy!!! Did Jennifer embed 10 pounds of yeast into this seat? My god, I’m going to go straddle a telephone pole. …



I’d Rather be at Nation. …

September 19th, 2002, 1:24 PM by Goddess

I think, as part of an employee’s health care package, we should receive a budget for X. And for smokey treats, so we can fall asleep afterward. 🙂 And, of course, for the $15 admission to Nation.

“Universe is full of stars

Nothing out there looks the same

You’re the one that I’ve been waiting for

I don’t even know your name

I’m in a trance

I’m in a trance

Cosmic systems intertwine

Astral bodies drip like wine

All of nature ebbs and flows

Comets shoot across the sky

Can’t explain the reasons why

This is how creation goes

I don’t want nobody else

All the others look the same

Galaxies are sliding into view

I don’t even know your name

I’m in a trance

And the word is spinning

Spinning baby out of control

I’m in a trance

I let the music take me

Take me where my heart wants to go

Kiss me

Kiss me

I like to singy singy singy

Like a bird on a wingy wingy wingy

I like to rhumba rhumba rhumba

Dance to a samba samba samba

I’m in a trance

And the world is spinning

Spinning baby out of control

I’m in a trance

I let the music take

Take me where my heart wants to go.”

— Madonna, “Impressive Instant” —