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February 14, 2005
Valentimes
Alas, I am still adrift in the world without a hinternet connexion!
But I am finding it an interesting challenge to locate publicly accessible, slightly exotic blogging places about the globe, for example, Madison, Wisconsin, home of the Badgers and so many aging hippies, some with truly disgusting facial hair. Yuck! I'm sorry but today I saw at least 3 men on the street who none of them could have shaved since 1967. I'm so serious and they were not even Muslims. It isn't right. That's all I'm saying about that, no offense to anyone with normal beards, (like not the kind that are slightly yellow-I'm SERIOUS!!) like Henry, who I hadn't seen since September. And he has an excuse, cause Kathryn dumped him. Poor Henry.
My sock knitting is still coming along nicely, the first adult daffodils are finished and Kathryn said today they looked "professional". I was pleased to hear that as I was thinking they were a little bit odd and stretchy. Plus one is ever so slightly longer than the other, as I lost count of rows, as I am wont to do, because who can be bothered to count rows when (OMG serious facial tattoo, man these Madison types are so hardcore) one's coffee is growing cold and there is this really cute boy at Taste of Heaven who has this very scragggly hair and he keeps coming by? And then who knows if he is gay or married? And if he's not gay, if he has a girlfriend, and if he does is she prettier than me? Plus Lord knows probably he is like 22 and thinks I am a hag!! Maybe I am a hag?!?
Maybe I should just get used to it?? Maybe I should get plastic surgery?? How can I afford plastic surgery??? Oh gawd I need to get a damn job!! That's the thing of it.
Sigh.
This Valentimes finds me feeling slightly unloved, at least in the romantic sense. I know, for instance, that Marcel loves me. Here is the movie of my life, showing tonight on Lifetime, The Girl Without a Valentine. Get out your Kleenexes. Honk! That's me blowing my sad, mishapen red nose. The Madison Knitter's Guild meets tonight, perhaps I shall go join these nice ladies. Maybe they will let me wear one of those flowered hay-prons. We didn't have to wear them in Chicago. Maybe our knitting was not so messy. I dunno.
I have to stop now because my time is running out on this machine. Marcel and I will be back in Chicago-go next Sunday.
Oh my gawd, and before I forget, the cheese section in the grocery store is totally out of hand. Bricks and bricks of cheddar bigger than minivans. Believe it! Its true!
Posted by pippypippy at February 14, 2005 03:06 PM