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Oh the Ego...
Mar. 25th, 2005 02:39 pmSome weeks, months, days, phases are like when I was a pre-teenager and one foot grew faster than the other, or one boob was suddenly a little bigger than the other, and if that would happen to be the boob on the same side as the foot I'd start having this weird limp and hunch..just slightly to the left.
Which would affect quite a bit of my future life. Just slightly to the left.
And then came the nose. When I was a kid hair was supposed to be big, so my hair was hip back then, sort of, until the page boy era came. But the nose started growing and the rest of the face was still in a build-a-bear phase and said huh?? notyetnotyetNOTYET..whooo...PINOCCIO!
I had hair and nose, one foot and one boob. The rest of me was not me yet.
And I have a handful of poems lying in scattered and overly re-arranged scrabble bricks, a Swedish Language on the shelf - a friend saying: why don't you write your BIG thing in Swedish instead? and my left boob, foot and (the one) nose staring back at him...the ones that just know that they are a little better than the rest of me, because they were first.
Also I have a thesis to complete, and almost every day nowadays I think about changing my lj userinfo and go into internet therapy skin transplant treatment.
You know guys...I had a very good week, where I saw Billy Collins, went to a big Indian Pow Wow, roleplayed, baked saffron buns for the Archives, got complimented by my boss (well he said it was so nice having me there, because I was a pro, and they didn't need to train me at all!)...and..and I suppose that's what people write about in their journals.
But I'm thinking: if I stand and sign the dotted line and become a WIFE, will my left boob rat on me?
When I'm at a job interview in the fall, as an ADULT in AMERICA, will my left foot start limping?
I already KNOW that my nose is too big when I write on the internet. It doesn't quite get it anywhere.
it's a good thing my hair calmed down...
Which would affect quite a bit of my future life. Just slightly to the left.
And then came the nose. When I was a kid hair was supposed to be big, so my hair was hip back then, sort of, until the page boy era came. But the nose started growing and the rest of the face was still in a build-a-bear phase and said huh?? notyetnotyetNOTYET..whooo...PINOCCIO!
I had hair and nose, one foot and one boob. The rest of me was not me yet.
And I have a handful of poems lying in scattered and overly re-arranged scrabble bricks, a Swedish Language on the shelf - a friend saying: why don't you write your BIG thing in Swedish instead? and my left boob, foot and (the one) nose staring back at him...the ones that just know that they are a little better than the rest of me, because they were first.
Also I have a thesis to complete, and almost every day nowadays I think about changing my lj userinfo and go into internet therapy skin transplant treatment.
You know guys...I had a very good week, where I saw Billy Collins, went to a big Indian Pow Wow, roleplayed, baked saffron buns for the Archives, got complimented by my boss (well he said it was so nice having me there, because I was a pro, and they didn't need to train me at all!)...and..and I suppose that's what people write about in their journals.
But I'm thinking: if I stand and sign the dotted line and become a WIFE, will my left boob rat on me?
When I'm at a job interview in the fall, as an ADULT in AMERICA, will my left foot start limping?
I already KNOW that my nose is too big when I write on the internet. It doesn't quite get it anywhere.
it's a good thing my hair calmed down...
