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Oct 24 2005

uh

Published by jamelah at 9:08 pm under Everything, Me me me

I think that meme killed my desire to update this thing ever again, so congratulations. Or maybe it just killed my desire to update this thing, like, today. It’s hard to say. Fish fillet. Do you know the way to San Jose?

I’m going to stop rhyming now.

Of course, I don’t have much of anything to write about at present, seeing as how it’s Monday, which is something I’ve been intensely irritated about all day, among the other things I’ve been irritated about all day, which is a pretty long list, to be honest. I sort of miss being a little kid, because I think that sticking my fingers in my ears and yelling LA LA LA LA CAN’T HEAR YOU CAN’T HEAR YOU LA LA LA LA LAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-AH-AH-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA has got to be a much better way of dealing with things than, well, any other method there is. Unfortunately, I don’t think I could get away with that anymore, considering the fact that I’m no longer 5.

Curses.

I have to go fold some towels now. I wouldn’t have to do that if I were 5. You know, I think this whole not being 5 thing is really overrated.

One Response to “uh”

# jamelah.net » oh, to be a kid again…on 21 Aug 2006 at 9:32 pm

[…] Have you ever been to a family meal that was flavored with salt, pepper, and years of pent up resentment and rage? Have you ever known anyone who dropped dead at 50 from workaholism and years of pent up resentment and rage? Do you have years of pent up resentment and rage? You know what would take care of that? Regular temper tantrums. I’m not talking about adult-version temper tantrums where people take out their anger by smashing dishes, furniture or each other. No, I’m talking about kid temper tantrums where you stomp your feet, yell, threaten to hold your breath until you get your way and then end up crying yourself to sleep only to wake up refreshed, having forgotten all about what made you angry before. And then you get some ice cream and perhaps have someone taller than you read you a story. Now doesn’t that sound good? Yes. Admit it. It totally does. You’re wishing you were 5 right now, aren’t you? Because I sure am. In fact, I wish I were 5 all the time. […]