I think I'm deep

And I think I’m attractive, and I think I’m smart.

Today was my second Tupperware Party.

John gave it a C and I agree.

I missed my cat the entire time.

He just reached his paws around me and gave me a claw filled hug. And then he bit my leg.

When you asked what I was doing this weekend, I should have said, “Frantically preparing for my next Tupperware Party.”

Frantically preparing for life is more like it.

I have a new boss. But my fear of commitment remains. I may be on time today…tomorrow…all next week.

But that doesn’t mean anything.

My sister and I knew each other in a past life. My sister and I are opposite sides of a ribbon stretching through space and time. My cat is a fifteen year (?) stain on that ribbon.

I never claimed to know anything. I still don’t. I know about Tupperware; I know about super sponges. I hella know about co-ops.

But I still don’t know about me.

And I sure as hell still don’t know about you.

Holla

0 thoughts on “I think I'm deep

  1. you have a new boss? at the coops or for tupperware?

    I saw that picture of the tupperware sisters on your sister’s myspace page – cute! 🙂

    *jeller

  2. you have a new boss? at the coops or for tupperware?

    I saw that picture of the tupperware sisters on your sister’s myspace page – cute! 🙂

    *jeller

  3. No one (our age) knows all – or even mostly – about themselves, and if they say they do, they’re liars. We’re still growing & becoming. It’s like asking what the smoothie looks like before the blender is finished (or the mini-chopper, of course).

  4. No one (our age) knows all – or even mostly – about themselves, and if they say they do, they’re liars. We’re still growing & becoming. It’s like asking what the smoothie looks like before the blender is finished (or the mini-chopper, of course).

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