I have a site statistics tracker set up, but I'm generally too lazy to check it. I do, however, check my comments. So I know that Tara is here all the time, and that Sunshine and Kate swing by every once in a while. Other than that, I'm pretty much in the dark. So...hows about, if you're here, leave a comment. Just to let me know that you stopped by. 'Kay?
I wrote an entry once, a long time ago (probably 5 years or more), that I didn't have any crazy stories about my time in college, because I was a boring person. Looking back on my teens and early twenties, I've realized that although I didn't have a lot of craziness, I did have a hell of a lot of drama. It took some distance and perspective to see just how not boring it all was. Man am I glad that's all over. Now my life really is boring. And by boring, I mean stable. Which, I guess, isn't really the same thing.
Human beings have a tendency to expect that when we leave something, or someone, it will stay exactly the same until we come back to it - even if we don't ever intend to come back. Like we expect it to stay in some kind of suspended animation. Like it couldn't possibly exist without us there. And no matter how much you may hate it when someone else thinks of you that way, you find yourself doing it, too. Like, how dare life go on without me?
It's so absurd.
On a lighter note...I went to Target today. I miss Target so, so much. There are no words. (There are no Targets in Hawaii.) I was literally pushing the stroller down the aisle, singing "I loooove Target, I love Taaaaaarget!" and doing bell kicks. Then I went to Ikea. I've said it before and I'll say it again: Ikea is like Candyland. Candyland, I say!!
Here's a tip. Try not to get caught without an umbrella when you're wearing bronzer. The resultant patterns on your legs are interesting, but not particularly attractive. And it kind of ruins the illusion.
...because I don't know. In today's day and age, what with American Idol and all, I find it absolutely unacceptable that there are successful, chart-topping recording artists who can't perform well live. The elaborate costumes and pyrotechnics would be a lot more impressive if the person singing didn't suck.
...Brandon discovered the buttons on the side of the TV. He managed to find a station that shows music videos. Incidentally, music today sucks. It might be time to finally get around to mounting the TV on the wall.
I believe that women's lib means I can live however I choose - even if that means staying at home, baking cookies from scratch and knitting baby booties all the livelong day. I believe that discriminating against anyone based on their color is racism - even if they're white. I believe that the bad auditions on American Idol are the end result of twenty years of focusing on self esteem - "you are perfect no matter what" - piled on top of a century of growing up consuming music rather than making it together as a family. I believe the children are our future. I believe in miracles. I don't believe in Beatles, I just believe in me.