the poor girl blues
i have been on the internet looking at pictures of boys. sigh. again.
and the thing is that everyone seems so unreachable or something.
and i'm wondering why i have this fantasy of going to a big city and finding this boy that is just perfect for me. ok. so this is the scenario. i am going to work in the morning at some crappy job because that's very much me and i walk out of the coffee shop i have just gotten coffee at and i see this boy in the window of the shop beside me and he sees me and our eyes me and he thinks, who is that amazingly special person? why is she here? i can't let her walk away..and then he comes out and asks me to meet him the same place tomorrow and so i do, but i'm late and it doesn't matter- he waits. and we go to an art gallery and then we eat doughnuts from the trash because he's poor too, but it doesn't matter because we'll both be stars soon. and then a truck drives by and splashes us with dirty water and i say you've got some sugar on your chin and he says that's a rude thing to say, but right now i need to tell you that i think i'm in love with you.OH NO. it's all wrong. no love yet. NOT YET. goddamnit.
boy, that seems so possible, but the fact is that i'm too lazy to do this thing on the internet- this searching and searching and keeping things up and trying to get a relationship established with someone in oregon. or hawaii. or wherever. and no, i don't know what to do or who to add and shit to blog and all this will be lost in the void of the internet, which i secretly believe has something to do with alice in wonderland.
i brought some pie to work for mike and he left, so now i'm eating it. not like i need some pie. NOT LIKE I NEED SOME FUCKING PUMPKIN PIE.
and the thing is that everyone seems so unreachable or something.
and i'm wondering why i have this fantasy of going to a big city and finding this boy that is just perfect for me. ok. so this is the scenario. i am going to work in the morning at some crappy job because that's very much me and i walk out of the coffee shop i have just gotten coffee at and i see this boy in the window of the shop beside me and he sees me and our eyes me and he thinks, who is that amazingly special person? why is she here? i can't let her walk away..and then he comes out and asks me to meet him the same place tomorrow and so i do, but i'm late and it doesn't matter- he waits. and we go to an art gallery and then we eat doughnuts from the trash because he's poor too, but it doesn't matter because we'll both be stars soon. and then a truck drives by and splashes us with dirty water and i say you've got some sugar on your chin and he says that's a rude thing to say, but right now i need to tell you that i think i'm in love with you.OH NO. it's all wrong. no love yet. NOT YET. goddamnit.
boy, that seems so possible, but the fact is that i'm too lazy to do this thing on the internet- this searching and searching and keeping things up and trying to get a relationship established with someone in oregon. or hawaii. or wherever. and no, i don't know what to do or who to add and shit to blog and all this will be lost in the void of the internet, which i secretly believe has something to do with alice in wonderland.
i brought some pie to work for mike and he left, so now i'm eating it. not like i need some pie. NOT LIKE I NEED SOME FUCKING PUMPKIN PIE.
posted by lauren argo at 7:55 AM
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