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The scrambled egg scarf, by the way, is my first pro-ject: a scarf that looks like scrambled eggs.

Perhaps if it turns out I'll knit one that looks like bacon.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 4:28 AM | shower me with attention

Tonight I took a break from my endless reading for the "Colonialism" class... reading about sugar. Lots of fun to read about sugar, the day before Valentine's Day (read: chocolate day), too. So I took a break and I was knitting the scrambled egg scarf and I put on the tv and my dad came in. It was about 2 in the morning so I guess he couldn't sleep. The tv was on AMC and he said "That's 'Bride of Frankenstein'" and I remembered we used to watch it when I was little, probably no more than 2 or 3. One of my earliest memories is watching that with him, especially the Hermit part. (He was "Papa" then and I kept having the urge to call him that as we watched the movie.) So he sat on the couch and I covered him with an afghan and we watched it. When it got to the Hermit part I said, "Oh, no" and I had to put down the scrambled egg scarf and we watched it together, and cried together and held hands.

It was lovely, lovely, lovely and horribly sad, too.

And did you know, the original book (which, I gather, has little to do with the movies) was written by a TEENAGED GIRL! Astonishing!

(What do I mean, "do you know"? Does WHO know? Of course *I* know, I just said it! Just who exactly am I talking to? Is this what I sound like when I talk to myself? Asking lots of questions? Yes, this is it! This is what I sound like in my head! Oh, jolly good!!)

Why are you in Tavie's head? 4:24 AM | shower me with attention

Tuesday, February 13, 2001

(I forgot to mention, the toothpaste is "Fruitastic™" flavour!!!)

Why are you in Tavie's head? 12:30 AM | shower me with attention

Oh my god. The blogger is so jealous it won't even let me post about my
NEW PRESCRIPTION TOOTHPASTE
but I will keep trying until I have succeeded, for, that's right,
THE PRESCRIPTION TOOTHPASTE HAS ARRIVED!

I am now the proud owner of:
PreviDent 5000 PLUS™
(1.1% sodium flouride) PRESCRIPTION dental cream
Rx only
USE AS DIRECTED!

With my new special toothpaste I am now the COOLEST KID ON THE BLOCK!!!!

Why are you in Tavie's head? 12:25 AM | shower me with attention

My fav-our-ite thing about Bob
is although, spelling-wise, I'm a slob
about sticking in "u's"
just whereever I choose,
he refrains from OP'N'ING UP HIS BIG GOB.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 12:14 AM | shower me with attention

I got life, mother. I got laughs, sister.
I got freedom, brother. I got good times, man.
I got crazy ways, daughter.
I got million-dollar-charm, cousin.
I got headaches and toothaches and bad times too,
like you.

(No, I'm not listening to or watching "Hair" now, just replaying the part of the movie with Charlotte Rae dancing on the table in my head.)

Why are you in Tavie's head? 12:07 AM | shower me with attention

Monday, February 12, 2001

Sometimes it's good to talk to no one, though.
La la la, talking to no one. Look how eloquent I am and no one is here to witness it! Isn't that always the way! Soon someone will come along and I'll be like "Hello my baby, hello my honey, hello my ragt-- RIBBIT."

Why are you in Tavie's head? 1:27 AM | shower me with attention

Okay, so that worked. So if someone is HERE by accident, they probably want to be here.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 1:24 AM | shower me with attention

Hmm

Why are you in Tavie's head? 1:22 AM | shower me with attention

Now I'm frustrated as usual trying to be all internet-y from Gina's House (hereafter Mint Manor), because you can't read AOL mail anymore from Web TV and AOL Phone kinda sucks.
So I went to Deja and read Kitana's "Raising the Roof" thing and I'm itching to reply but am sitting here impotently behind this keyboard with nothing else to do except put off reading my homework by typing this, which no one but myself will read.
Good times.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 1:22 AM | shower me with attention