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Wednesday, January 14

People stop and stare, they don't bother me.

For x-mas, my sister gave me two tins of lovely Russian tea that they sell at her work. Went to the cupboard this mornin', to make a cup- but i could only find one of the tins, and it was (of course) not the one i was pining for. What the hell? A search of basically the entire apartment was fruitless... then i remembered:

i left it on the freakin' plane.

Now let me tell you something, folks: don't put shit in the seatback flap in front of you when you're on an airplane, okay? Not even for a nanosecond. None of that "oh, i'll just put this here for a second while i-" bullshit. Because it is not for a second- it is for fucking ever. The minute your hand leaves that item, it is gone. For serious. You will never see that thing again. Those who have done it know exactly what i am talking about. And did i learn when i lost my lens cap on the way to Hawaii years and years ago, DID I? Nope. It's like Bushy says: "Fool me once, shame on- shame on you. Fool me- you can't get fooled again!"

This all being said, it's just a fucking tin of tea and i should really get over it.

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As much as i detest the film My Fair Lady, it does have some awfully adorable songs in it. After having my first cup of coffee in almost 2 weeks (!), i found myself in the kitchen singing a hammed-up version of "On the Street Where You Live". Good times. Not embarrassing at all, nope nope. The reasoning behind all of this is that when i first met Nat, almost 9 years ago, he used to sing these two songs and i thought it was the cutest thing ever, of course. Too bad i then watched the movie, though. Ick. The ending had me in a rage, much like the sentiment behind the song "Love the One You're With".

Oh, really? You've "grown accustomed to her face"? How darling. Nothing says true love better than a woman bringing a man his slippers. Barf.

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After this bout of singing musical numbers, i moved on to "Johnny Get Angry", then realized that i have a million* other 'Johnny' songs. Time for another playlist!

>Johnny Angel ~Shelley Fabares
>Johnny Sunshine ~Liz Phair
>Goodbye Johnny ~Gun Club
>I'm Straight ~Jonathan Richman ("Hippie Johnny" in lyrics like 50 times)
>Little Johnny Jewel ~Siouxsie & The Banshees
>Sleep Walk ~Santo and Johnny (okay, this one was a reach.)
>Johnny, Are You Queer? ~Josie Cotton
>Johnny Get Angry ~Joanie Sommers
*"a million" may have been a slight, slight exaggeration.

Well, off for an evening bike ride to burn off some of this caffeine... and to try not to think about cigarettes. What am i, zen all of a sudden? (My mom used to sometimes say, try and run around the house ten times without thinking of a wolf. It was supposedly some sort of zen exercise... zany!)