Jan 8, 2009

I can't sleep.

So I'm laying here thinking about stuff. Like. When I watch tv online, if the commercials between segments are previews for scary movies, I reload it until I get a new one. And if I never get a new one, I just don't watch the show. And by scary I mean like, in the genre. I don't care if it's Prom Night, I can't watch it. That's how much I can't handle scary movies. I do not understand why they exist. Keanu Reeves is such a joke of an actor. Why does soda taste so different from the fountain than from the can or bottle? I can't believe I didn't see that ambulance tonight and/or stop for him. I hate it when people do that. It wasn't that cold today. I forgot to try my new eye makeup remover tonight. I've never had that before. For some reason, adding steps to my nighttime routine makes me feel more grown-up. Yet I'll do almost anything to avoid following that proper routine and putting one day away neatly before I start the next one. I wonder if I'll ever be asked to play the piano at church in my life. Like someone will somehow find out I kind of semi used to play the piano and then I'll get good again. I'd be nervous but glad to get back in practice. I think every house should have a piano and a sewing machine. And a kitchenaid. I don't understand how you wouldn't have any one of those things. I wonder when it's too soon for me to buy myself a piano. It's the only thing I'm missing in life. I think I'll wear flat shoes tomorrow. 3 days in a row of heels is a bit much for a girl like me. My feet need to know they've always got flats when they need them. But I swear my arches are getting higher due to their exercise. So that's feminine and nice. Maybe I should get a new dresser. Mine was such a great find but I just have no re-arranging options as long as I have it. Maybe I can do other things and satisfy my itch to switch. Clever, right? This is kind of a waste, should I even publish it? Who reads giant paragraphs anymore? Does anyone want any of my clothes or shoes? I'm in the mood to purge so just come get em. I'm pretty serious about that. My eyes just blinked pretty slowly so I think I may be able to sleep now. Please bless. C-ya!

7 comments:

Anonymous said...

I really appreciate this paragraph. Because I recently became an insomniac, and a lot of nights, I lay in bed and think things like this.

Momacita said...

Wow, I'm never that articulate when I'm experiencing the "family curse". I just know small things seems really huge and everything seems to be urgent and those kids are never going to get it right (not you kids, of course). And everything is in slow motion, including the clock.

lissa said...

i want your clothes so bad.

lindsay lark said...

When you get a piano ('cause you'll have one long before I do), can I come dink around on it?

Annie said...

can i just give you money and you pick out my clothes? would that be alright?

kate said...

lindsay-of course

annie-double of course

Jessica said...

just send the clothes and shoes my way.