2001:December:30
2001


I'd like to be able to sit back, get back home from visiting THE "Family", moke some smot, and relax with a cool refreshing alcoholic beveerage; but Miss Kristy (my family name that is soooooo something - Anyway, I'm also trying extra hard to be grammatically correct and be coherent because I have a dream to be the poster girl for pot - as in, it's a brilliant drug and it's oK to be real into because it's so BRILLIANT. Also, I'm trying a little harder (((and this 'being coherent and actually rather clever' thing will pass sooner than you might think - the Kristen has gots to be true to herself))) ...anyway I'm also trying a little harder to be clever and oh so "writing in a sort of like Pilot's native tongue" type code BECAUSE I also saw my ((((("BACK FROM PIZZA BREAK"))))) my stepfather passing Meredith in a "get-a-load-of-this-type way" a printed page with the title "Words from Kristen" at the top (((((((God I would shit a brick if this "live" writing - as in not saved if AOL f-es up like it CAN do)))))))))) whilst I was in the midst of a particularly long winded drunken version of slurring my version of being absolutely real and honest and ME DAMMIT in front of my family - sort of an "outing" of myself out of the closet; so, you see blah blah blah SHIT I just realized that I've spoiled the punchline anyway I've got to sort of explain the joke like all bad joketellers have to. So, what I meant to end all this long rambling diatribe was was a short way of saying that normally Miss Kristen's PERFECT in every way therapy moments - which we all know is what Kirsten's Words is -- usually consists of pot, sitting in front of the computer, listening to music, having wine/beer/margarita. It's so AHHHHH Yesssss to me, but this session is missing the alcohol because Mama has a bit of a hangover - no no no don't think that Mama got drunk in a crazy bizzarre out of control way like she used to. This hangover is not even in my top hundred. Tightening of the head, wobbliness/woozieishness, having slight moments of feeling like you MIGHT MIGHT MIGHT possibly throw up - all in all a Level 1 hangover on a scale of 1-10. So I'm saying that I intended to really right a NON-diatribe thesis on my HUGE big learning past several days and LOOK at how hard I'm rambling! I intended to just alert you that I was hungover, make you laugh, seem clever, and then move on to the real stuff, but this originally-intended-to-be-fluffer-paragraph has turned into a big ole Kristen Style Ramble((((((((((((((But of course you notice that I am indeed trying to be understood correctly - to get my point/story across to you. Usually (and I can't wait to get back. This 'single parenthesis' make me feel like I'm back to the real me) I don't take this much effort at all to be understood and "follow me?" as it were. It's exhausting. It's ridiculous.






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