Ukrainian Poptart
December 16th, 2004 | Posted by Shannon
I think I spend too much time alone these days. There are so many great things about being alone, but if you spend too much time there, you sort of forget about other stuff. Like, speaking. I think I listen to music and the voices in my head too much and also, I spend too much time looking through my fuschia bangs, because when I look through them everything looks pink. If you have the right music on, it’s like you are on drugs even when you are not. It’s pretty cool, let me tell you, and absolutely worth the money and eventual hair-loss it costs you in the end.
But this is not what I meant to write about tonight.
Today I talked to the guy who manages my IRA and he said the bus is about to hit a wall, and everyone in the world is on that bus.
Today I saw on amazon.com that today is the last day to order, if you want that stuff by Christmas.
Today I couldn’t stop thinking about the liver of the guy in that movie Super Size Me.
Today I realized, I sometimes wish I didn’t have any communication with the world whatsoever.
Today I realized my current dream of traveling and blogging through Russia might be crazy, because they don’t make it easy for travelers there, and shake you down for cash and shit.
But I know in the end, everything will stay the same as before. Including the dream. So get ready Moscow muthas, for 2006.
