I think I’m going to start believing in signs. It’s not too ridiculous to believe in the universe as an independent being is it? Today I wrote a ridiculously large post on a slightly (ok very) controversial subject and I was agonizing over whether or not it was a good idea to publish it. After trying at least four times before I went to work and once afterwards word press would just not allow me to do it – crazy right?? I’m having no problems publishing anything else. I think for now I’ll just say “thanks” and keep some thoughts to myself.
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I’ve been wondering today about the two men in my life quite a bit. Now imagine one were to blog consistently about the behavioural oddities that accompany any and all relationships with members of the male gender – would they behave better in the hope to avoid cyberspace infamousy, or would they compete in their assholian ways for top billing?
I’ve just come back from a sex toy party. If that’s what you would call it. I don’t know much about these things. I think maybe deep down I might be a bit of a prude and that all the rubbish I talk is some sort of sexually adventurous denial. more »

It’s so amazing to be able to feel music in my belly again. I used to think that belly music got left behind in high school and was replaced with more grown up sentiments like depression and alcoholism and the ever so slight need to off oneself. Perhaps there is something about being single that makes one listen better, or with a different ear at least. Maybe something about being unattached opens up a deeper capacity for feeling the raw human emotion that streams from the depths of an amazing song. I can’t get “If I Ain’t Got You” out of my head. It makes me think of my son. I find myself saying this often these days: skip the marriage thing if you must – but don’t ever skip the kid thing! Who needs a fairytale when real life can be so good?
i woke today with one child
and went to sleep with none
where was god when sickness came
i called but there was no one more »

Wow life would be so so so good right now if I could get hold of some of this stuff in South Africa. There are very few things that I miss about being in the States (sorry) but this is definitely on the top of my list. Sigh… no wonder I got so fat when I stayed there!

How crazy that almost ten years after buying this album I still love it as much as I did on that very first day. Strangely I was introduced to Tori Amos not by any of my peers but by a rather gawkish pen pal who I wrote to for a couple of years while I was in high school. I think as far as Tori goes this is probably the least commercial of her albums, which is probably why I love it so much. I mean let’s face it: nothing grabs one’s attention like the opening words “father I killed my monkey”. PErhaps for me Tori was a way of tentatively stepping out on my own, which does sound insane of course but anyone who accurately remembers what it’s like to suddenly find yourself not caring so much about the approval others so much as your own personal approval will know what I mean. It’s as cathartic and as liberating as swimming naked – and for me Tori provided the soundtrack. Even today I know all the words to 1000 Oceans and my son gets a verse or two sung to him at night when he struggles to sleep.

Fuck I love this book!! And yes I run the risk of being moaned at by family members for swearing but I don’t care all too much. I am quite sure this will remain number one in my heart for a ridiculously long time to come. If not forever. John Irving has been called a modern day Dickens which is of the highest sort of praise I’m sure – but let’s face it – the man is a literary god unto himself! The absolute ease with which he not only tells the most intricate and fascinating stories pales only in comparison to the incredible skill with which he create’s literature’s most fascinating and memorable characters. If only we were all so blessed with such depths of talent!
My absolute favourite character in this book is Egg – and Egg doesn’t even speak! It’s insane! He is in fact my favourite character out of any book. I just absolutely loved him and I cried when he died.. In fact I nearly stopped reading the book when he died. I did press on though – and wow wow wow! Man I love John Irving!!!!!!!!
I had the weirdest dream the other night where I was just randomly hanging out with Alexis Bledel and the guy who plays Michum Huntzberger in Gilmore Girls. I was asking them how cool Lauren Graham really is while Alexis fondled my hairy legs. Obviously I am subconsiously rebelling against my experiment (otherwise known as laziness) to see how long the hair on my legs actually grows.