i’m in bed now, i took an antihistamine which will hopefully make my nose stop running, as i continue to try to avoid this damn cold that wants to take over AGAIN, plus the drug should make me very sleepy and i’ll theoretically (but only in theory, of course, doubtful that that’ll be the reality) sleep throught the night – but i put on the xmas cd, which is called EVERYTHING YOU WANT FOR CHRISTMAS, and i suggest that you go online and buy it RIGHT NOW, and more specifically, i listened to “mr. heatmiser” and it made me so happy that i had to get out of bed and dance around and sing along (even though i don’t know most of the words, but they’re not difficult to follow). I LOVE THAT SONG! maybe this is a case of longing for something from childhood? i don’t know what it was about that movie that stuck with me all these years, all i know is that the BBVDs do an awesome job of playing the tune, and i want to listen to only that all the time.
and then eventually i won’t be able to listen for a while because i’ll oversaturate myself with it, just like i finally did with my favorite xmas cd, “hipster’s holiday.” i think i’m going to have to wait a few years before listening to that one again.
but maybe i’ll show a little restraint this time? i mean, it is possible. it’s conceivable. probable, though? that’s the real question here.
there were many other things i felt the need to address today, but i didn’t write them down, so i can’t remember some of them. except i talked to a guy who is training for a marathon in a warm climate in january, and last night, WHEN THERE WAS ALL THE SNOW, he ran NINE MILES.
IN THE DARK.
IN THE SNOW.
crazy. but at the same time, when he said this, i felt, I AM LAZY BECAUSE I’M NOT RUNNING OUTSIDE.
but i know, realistically, that if i were to attempt to run in the snow in the dark I WOULD FALL AND KILL MYSELF. since i have no trouble falling on perfectly dry, smooth, flat pavement, in the middle of a summer day.
but maybe i’ll run outside one day this weekend.
but maybe not.
one other thing that’s been bugging me for a few days is that randy or somebody told me that some celebrity – gwyneth paltrow, maybe? some celebrity married to some guy in a band? her child is named APPLE.
could a person pick a much worse name? was she sitting in her kitchen one morning, mulling over a list of names, but the list blew away, and so she started staring glassily all around the kitchen (SHE HAD TO BE TAKING LOTS OF DRUGS!), and her eyes fell on a bowl of apples.
i guess we can just be glad she didn’t know the specific type of apple? so instead, the poor kid would be named fuji, perhaps, or golden delicious?
what’s wrong with people? is anybody ever NOT going to say to him “you must be the apple of your mom’s eye???” or maybe they’ll call him apple pie.
i guess that since his parents are celebrities, there’s a certain amount of insulation from ordinary mortal reality that he’ll have, but will it be enough?
i doubt it.
APPLE.
totally, totally retarded.
what if instead of seeing the bowl of apples, her gaze had turned to other things in her kitchen? could the kid have been named REFRIGERATOR? MICROWAVE? POP TART? STRAWBERRY POP TART? STOVE? SINK???
the list is endless and frightening to contemplate.
HEY BANANA, FINISH YOUR HOMEWORK BEFORE WATCHING TV! but is that any worse than APPLE?
so so so so dumb.
the drugs aren’t kicking in yet, i don’t feel tired at all. this is because i have to get up in the morning, so that means my mind is saying to me, hell NO it’s not time to sleep yet!
because my mind loves to torture me like that. like that, and in other ways, too. hard to say what new torture i’ll have to face when i wake up each morning.
i had a very very busy day today.
but i didn’t run NINE MILES OUTSIDE. which certainly makes me a slacker.
and finally, BUY THAT CD! if i was generous in any way, i’d have bought it for other people. but i can’t think of anybody who’d like it as much as me.
ok ok ok that’s all for FRIDAY.
grace, december.