I saw a beautiful and very sad movie last night: Goya's Ghosts. Blah. Don't see it. It's great. But it is also very depressing. They do manage to make Natalie Portman look quite unattractive...it's kind of scary when you first see her emerge from prison.
On the way into the movie, my dear friend Jess point blank questioned me about Joshua. (slightly uncomfortable) She has never been a big fan. In fact she has gone so far as to call him a "dirtbag." To which I can acknowledge her point. He does have "dirtbagish moments". But I still want/hope to be friends with him. There is much more to him than his worst moments. She doesn't think he cuts the mustard even as a friend. (I did not mention my recent relapse. -I actually slept with him! Aaaaaagh!) I am too embarrassed to tell good vibes that the reason they should step on my order is because I am in danger of relapsing again with my ex. I wonder if that would work? "Would you pretty please send me my new vibrator...so I can replace my old ex. and tell him no sorry my vagina's tired now and it needs a break...but we can be friends." Why do I even want to be friends with him? I wish I made more sense to me. Maybe this is just like going on a diet. Diets are no fun when you start them. They take a lot of hard work and restraint, but in the end you are happier and healthier. I don't know yet. All this talk about diets makes me hungry. I think I'll go make a chicken salad sandwich.
On the way into the movie, my dear friend Jess point blank questioned me about Joshua. (slightly uncomfortable) She has never been a big fan. In fact she has gone so far as to call him a "dirtbag." To which I can acknowledge her point. He does have "dirtbagish moments". But I still want/hope to be friends with him. There is much more to him than his worst moments. She doesn't think he cuts the mustard even as a friend. (I did not mention my recent relapse. -I actually slept with him! Aaaaaagh!) I am too embarrassed to tell good vibes that the reason they should step on my order is because I am in danger of relapsing again with my ex. I wonder if that would work? "Would you pretty please send me my new vibrator...so I can replace my old ex. and tell him no sorry my vagina's tired now and it needs a break...but we can be friends." Why do I even want to be friends with him? I wish I made more sense to me. Maybe this is just like going on a diet. Diets are no fun when you start them. They take a lot of hard work and restraint, but in the end you are happier and healthier. I don't know yet. All this talk about diets makes me hungry. I think I'll go make a chicken salad sandwich.
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