i want to go to this party tonight like i want to stab a sharp stick into my right eye. i haven't showered since wednesday, i have a dearth of clean laundry due to my inability to climb up and down the basement stairs, and i'm cranky as all getout today. to shower, i'm going to need a special chair. a shower chair feels about as lazy as it gets; in a bath it's ok to sit down. a shower, by definition, is a standing-up thing.
but i'm trying to practice the art of enjoying myself. i'm reading a new book,
mama gena's school of the womanly arts, and among other things i'm attempting to do things for the helluvit. like going to this party tonight and flirting outrageously with every guy there, for the sheer fun of it.
ok i'm gonna go do all these things i don't feel like doing. because maybe something good will happen...
beatpoetgrrl
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