OPPORTUNITY WAITS ME LIKE A RAT IN THE DRAIN...

I miss my monkey, a lot.
My bad spelling, grammar and taste is stinking up the place. Oh well...
Elton John has told me several times (this week even) that there is a place for a woman like me. I'm apt to believe him, as he seems to have done a pretty good job of finding a place for a woman like him. He has put on a few pounds and lost some hair (well, I guess that was happening pretty early on) and he still leaves his house and plays his pee-yanna for folks, and that's alright.
So what about that then? Leaving the house and playing my pee-yanna-tar? Too much, too much. I don't even know if the things I liked doing are really things I like doing anymore.
I was at my friends show the other night and her fella and I were talking and he said "You're really scared aren't you?" and I said "Yeah." he looked at me with genuine empathy and said "I'm really sorry about that." and gave me a hug. He gave me a hug like my best friend had just died, and as a matter of fact his best friend is dying right now and I hope he's doing okay in light of that...
I guess this blog has become some anonymous means for me to say that I am still here, as this electronic social simulation device satisfies so much more than...um, nothing . I write similar messages to the electronic mail addresses of people I know or have known but I don't think they're who I want to talk to. I haven't written a letter in a while, but the post office has been freaking me out lately. And for some melodramacticsocialanxiety reason I never feel like I have assurance the letter has been sent unless I bring it directly to the post office.

PS - this is a great molasses cookie:

1/4 cup molasses
1 cup brown sugar
1 egg
3/4 cup of melted butter
2 cups of all purpose flour (use white, whole wheat makes it not as delicious)
2 tsp. baking soda
1/2 tsp. grnd cinnamon
1/2 tsp. grnd. cloves

Chill dough one hour in fridge, make 'em the size you want and cook @ 375 for 8 - 10 minutes.

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actually the entire Kala album is house cleaning genius...

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I am circle forming/ I am not complete/I am the fucking pheonix - there is no defeat. - AXIA