Archive for February 13, 2008
well if this is true…
…then i DEFINITELY loved him. lol. you know who i mean, if you know me. ha ha ha ha ha…ha….haaaaaaaa…..
Decapitating the spring onions, She made this mental note:
You can tell it’s love, the real thing, When you dream of slitting his throat.
on poems and love
Valentine’s Day at school was right down there with learning the Gay Gordons for the Christmas dance, when boys would choose a partner: heavy feet across the hall, the same three girls always left. I was always one of the three except once, when a blushing Jimmy Harvey proffered his hot hand. On Valentine’s Day, every year, I hurried to my wooden desk, first thing after the bell, and opened the lid to see if anybody had left anything. Nothing, most years. Who was it I wanted to send me a card, anyway? Surely not Charlie Mackintosh or Scott Snell or Kenneth Mackenzie? Then home, defeated, to find a card in my mum’s badly disguised writing. Where was love? When was love? What was love?
yes. i know the feeling. i’ve never had a real date on valentine’s day.
not enough
sleep last night. the people downstairs were having a big huge fight. she was all effing this and effing that. he deserved it, imo. she kept saying “YOU go out and work 8 hours everyday and I’LL stay home all day.” so it’s confirmed, the lazy bastard who can’t be bothered to pick up a snow shovel to do the walk or steps (yes, the mailman will stop delivering if it’s not done and your mail comes here too) but will sit inside and watch me do it. but can aggravate me with drum sets and electric guitars he doesn’t know how to play (am i in college again? do i live with the metal-heads again?). to be fair, since the landlord threatened to kick him out, that has stopped. but it makes me wonder, why in the world was he EVER doing that when i was home? he obviously is home all day long. anyway, i was rooting for her. but it kept me up way later than i wanted to be.
the novel
i realized that i don’t have to end things neat and pretty, but i can still end them with hope. hope in a different way. so i feel better now, because i was feeling pretty morose about the ending, as i mentioned below.
whew. in fact, it will be an improvement.
