I can’t believe I heard this first on Jezebel.

do I have to start watching C-span? god, please, no…

“you’re not evil. you’re just really dirty.”
–Bubbles

I love aphorisms. they’re like little notes to yourself– notes to remind you how not to be a complete twat.
sometimes I write stuff in sharpie on my arm– it helps me to remember.

I also love lines from movies in that same way.
sometimes they’re so affecting I can ruminate on them for days, years.

there’s an exchange at the very end of the first episode of Firefly–
Mal: we’re still flyin’.
Simon: that’s not much.
Mal: it’s enough.

which reminds me of the oft-repeated phrase of John Carter (in the Edgar Rice Burroughs Mars Chronicles) when faced with ridiculously dangerous circumstances: I still live. John Carter has always been and will always be my hero. he’s stout. he does his best.

I love Elwood P. Dowd, of course, but I don’t really need too many tips on how to retreat from the world. I’ve got that part down.

what I need to remember is to keep grindin’ it out as long as I’m alive. I’ve figured out how to be pleasant (mostly) and (eventually) let things run off my back. I’ve learned how to tell when the situation calls for silence or diplomacy and when you really do need to cut a bitch.

I guess what I need to work on now is doing the work. the daily work, that keeps us alive, “flyin”.
I’m going to go write it on my arm.

“There’s a time when a man needs to fight and a time when he needs to accept that his destiny’s lost, the ship has sailed and that only a fool will continue. The truth is I’ve always been a fool.” –Big Fish

“Carlos the homeless robot pushes a cart, lacks a body above his legs, and is on fire”

my life is complete.

I’m sobering up from the tequila consumed earlier. and the mariachis. not consumed, just hooted at. apparently there’s an underground strip joint too, which we were trying to scout out. I decided to go home before I had any significant problems that would interfere with my working tomorrow.

they just called and they’re down at “Minn’s” (which is as creepy as it sounds) and are begging me to come down. I’m thinking not. Minn’s has a stripper pole and it’s almost midnight. oy.

something’s been bothering me the last few days: I discovered one of our three fishies is very sick. there’s Bob (the big one that eats most of the food– for a while we thought he was pregnant), Billy, and Blizzard, the sick one. saturday I noticed he was floating, and I thought OH SHIT. but he was still moving on closer inspection. pale, lost most of his color, had a kind of lump, and a bloody tinge to his gills. I felt SO BAD. I felt especially bad that I hadn’t noticed.

I’m the only one who takes care of them now that the novelty has passed. he was so barely alive I felt like it would be kinder to remove him and kill him. but I totally couldn’t. still, I feel like I really should have. I ended up putting some of the sick fish fluid in the water, stuff fodon gave me, and cooing to him a lot.

yesterday his color was better, but he still looked like he might be dead each time you walked up to the tank– then he’d try to hide. today he’s able to stay on the bottom of the tank, instead of floating belly-up on the top. that’s better, right? except he’s obviously still really ill. perhaps euthanasia would have been kinder? I couldn’t.

don’t worry, I don’t jump to the “let’s kill it” stage any time someone is sick around me. this fishie just makes me so sad cos it seems to be suffering so.

but really, I think we can generalize this across all womanity.

if April showers bring May flowers
then what do May flowers bring?

Jane: mom, will you paint my nails?
mom: not today.
Emma: (joking) mom, will you pierce my ears?
mom: not today. you want me to kick your butt?
Emma: not today!

earlier–

Emma: but mom, I’m not very good at sports. I tried soccer in gym and I did everything wrong. I tried basketball and I got all confused. I ran track and I was just DYING. if there was a sport for hula-hooping I’d be pretty good at that.

I thought she said “a sport for hella-pooping” so that was pretty funny and all…

game’s back on…