I'M SAYING THE WORD 'FUCK' A LOT TODAY
Got a little easy @ 4:45 p.m.
on 2003-11-11
I spent some time today surfing around d-land reading diaries that other people had linked to, claiming them to be funny. And they were. Which leaves me wondering, “Am I as funny as them?”
In my early years, to fit in it was important to me to be the smartest; in high school I wanted to be the funniest; in college I had to be the sexiest. So now I’m left with this smart-funny-sexy complex.
Then I start thinking…Fuck that, I’m really fucking funny. Either that, or I hang around a lot of fucking dull people.
Which is also quite possible.
So I jumped in the shower to sort things out, tapping the root of my feminine smart-funny-sexy power. Actually, it was more of a circular rubbing.
And now that I’ve released all that fucking tension [pun intended], I’m just happy that other people are releasing their inner funny demon out into the world of the hideously dull daily.
Point being: Self doubt sucks.
And if you don’t think I’m smart-funny-sexy, fuck you and the horse you rode in on! I’m going to go make out my Christmas Card list, in my tiny lace underwear, while memorizing new Spanish vocab words!
Hmmm, I also think I’ll leave those funny d-landers a nasty note so they’ll be sure to come read my page, too. It’s only fair!