I'm still suffering a bit of blockage in the blogging department, and am a bit frustrated. It's not that my life has been that boring as of late, just that I'm feeling rather internal: less talk, more action. My few days of Gloria Gaynor "hey hey"ing have come to an abrupt halt due to the swift realization that a generally positive attitude combined with an ability to pretend to be much more enlightened than I am do not a Mount Everest Climber make. Not quite The End of the World, but a definite Bitchslap Reality Check. "Oh, you think you're bad ass? Fuck Gloria Gaynor. You're a puddle. Go cry in your flowers, emo girl." Am frustrated with the fact that my former membership in the Thespian Society was for naught, especially when it comes to pretending that I'm A-OK Hunky-Dory with a situation that, in reality, evokes more feeling than I can express in words. I. Am a Terrible. Actress.
So I sat down to attempt to post something, ANYTHING, thinking, "Maybe if I just start typing, something of consequence will magically spill from my fingertips. Enlightenment, via babble." A bit of free-flowing word association. So I sat down, thought, "Hm.... whattowritewhattowrite...." and the word "meshugina" popped into my head.
"Meshugina. Wait. Is that a word? Did I just make that up? No... It's an assault weapon. Wait. Jewish metal band. Assault weapon. Shit."
Enter Google. (Scroll down a bit.)
Figures.
That said, the highlight of my day thus far has been being told that I "rock figuratively." I'll try to keep that in mind. Thanks.
Posted by stephanie at February 28, 2005 11:55 AM