the contents of my head

1) someone found this blog by googling "black mom family fuck". i have nothing to say about that.

2) a quote, that reminded me of many of my luminous friends:

"a witty woman is a treasure; a witty beauty is a power."
- george meredith

(you know who you are.)

3) no one is reading this this week, which is largely why i haven't been writing. you assholes are all home on vacation, wearing sweaters and drinking egg nog by the fire with golden retrievers curled up at your feet and a fat jolly dude bringing you shit. you can all blow me.

4) i got an e-mail from a friend who happened to stumble upon my blog, and he says:

Also, apparently you've started a blog which you're updating daily. This freaked me and [g-nuts] out a bit, since most of the people that we know who blog regularly are complete psychos, so we hope that you haven't gone off the deep end. If you have lost your marbles, we can probably live with it, just don't try to kill us.

beware, mr. mcbain. i'm coming for you.

5) this being the slowest day ever, i decided instead to make it extremely emotionally draining for myself and have spent the last few nothing-real-to-do hours researching the doings of Crazy, ex with whom i am not exactly on speaking terms but about whom i find myself thinking more than i would like to admit, and who seems to be starting up what could be an outrageously successful and public career.

6) sigh.