| i am scared of prolonged experiences over deep water (you shall never catch me on a cruise ship), things that live in deep water (squids as big as double decker buses and sharks that eat whales), aquariums that are dark and big and underground (i don't like things that live in water unless they are on my plate at red lobster). I am also somewhat frightened of being sucked up by a typhoon. When i was little i thought that when i flushed the toilet the devil would come out.
that is all. just a little insight into my personal demons. |
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| its been 1429 days since i joined xanga. that makes me feel old and somewhat useless.
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| i keep having dreams about patrick dempsey. i have to say that they are not altogether unenjoyable. last night i had a dream that i was preforming heart surgery with patrick dempsey.
yes he is very good looking.
but i think in the end i am still solidly in love with gilbert blythe.
i think that when i am 83 i will still be in love with gilbert blythe. but when i am 84 i may well be over him. he also likes readheads which is i think... destiny.
i am bored. someone entertain me. do a dance or something. |
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| these events are a real story:
yesterday i found a real human finger in my pasta sauce. it had a nail on it and everything. i thought it was a piece of sausage i tried to bite it. it wouldn't chew. then i put it back in the pot and looked at it for awhile. it was light brown and purple and fat and the size of an index finger. i rolled it over with my spoon and then i saw a fingernail.
i yelled and ran away into the bathroom screaming. i brushed my teeth. i brushed my teeth again and then went back into the kitchen to look tentively at it again. yep still a finger. i yelled again and ran into the hallway just as laura came home and this is what i screamed "LAURA LAURA THERE IS A HUMAN FINGER IN MY PASTA SAUCE!!! GO LOOK AT IT! A FINGER! A FINGER!"
Laura turned a little bit green and went into the kitchen to look. she looked and poked at it. then she said "I THINK IT REALLY IS A FINGER!" and then she scooped it out of the pot and we put it in a bowl and rinsed it off. then i said "ITS A FINGER ITS A FINGER" and then laura said "IT REALLY IS!" and then i said well maybe its not... and then she said "MAYBE NOT" and then we tried to poke it was a fork.
long story short it wasn't really a finger at all but just a mushroom stalk. i would have been real rich though... it there really had been a finger in my pasta sauce. |
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