May 4th, 2006

Pushing Daisies - Make This Stuff Up

taken from peppabear (even though he didn't "tag" me)

I AM: I said, to no one there and no one heard at all not even the chair...what the fuck was Neil Diamond smoking?
I WANT: to finally see that light at the end of the tunnel that gets us out of this house. To have some direction in my life.
I WISH: I could start over (not from the beginning mind you, but somewhere in the middle) knowing what I know now.
I HATE: when a perfectly good day is ruined when I break out in the hives.
I MISS: my grandmother, T.C., Michael, Michelle, Jorge
I HEAR: the persistant hum of all the electric equipment in this house (like the three computers in THIS ROOM ALONE).
I WONDER: whether anything is really happening or if we are all characters in someone else's dream
I REGRET: the early childhood pecking order that caused us to ostracize poor Colleen.
I AM NOT: a gold digger. If I was, I'm doing a damn terrible at it.
I DANCE: the happy dance when I find "Strangers in Paradise" or "Elfquest" in my comic book pull box.
I SING: the body electric, I celebrate the me yet to come, I toast to my own reunion, when I become one with the sun
I CRY: when I know I'm alone and no one will see it. I put on sad music and let myself go.
I AM NOT ALWAYS: bitchy, haughty, snotty, snarky, uppity, sarcastic, disdainful, brusque, contemptious...but you all have Michael to thank for teaching me that it was okay to be so.
I MAKE WITH MY HANDS: mix tapes, great hors' doevres (given the opportunity and the utensils), nothing tangible (my art is theatre).
I WRITE: continual lists. Lists of the DVDs we own. Lists of the movies I've seen. Lists of the songs I sing at Karaoke. Itineraries for our trips (which in themselves are lists).
I CONFUSE: Jay-Z and Jadakiss
I NEED: to get out more.
I SHOULD: have more motivation to get this house in order.
I START: with good intentions, but peter out to quickly, get distracted too easily.
I FINISH: after too many false starts.