"They don't call me Harold Goldstein for nothing!"

I'm watching a rerun of Golden Girls where Blanche and Dorothy ended up on some talk show that Rose worked on, that they thought would be about "women who live together" but it ended up being about lesbians. Homophobic? Not as bad as I thought, which surprised me. It was mostly just super-heterosexist, but some of the jokes were actually sorta funny. Like when they introduced the other couple (who were lesbians) and they were labelled "image consultants" and Dorothy said "why aren't they called lesbians?" and one of them grabbed the mic and said "we don't like labels". Why did that crack me up? Maybe because I'm still half-asleep. It also reminded me of Tara and I talking about the label that goes with "I-don't-believe-in-labels". Ok, I take my assessment back. The show just got stupid at the end, with that whole "love of a good man" bullshit. Oh well. I should learn to turn off sitcoms at the 20 minute mark before they get bad.

Anyway, Damon and I went and sold some CDs in my neighborhood, and I used my cash to get a cheeseburger I was craving. Not super healthy, but it was pretty much my only meal of the day, so I don't feel as bad. We ended up just hanging out all night, mostly watching tv, including the newly remastered version of Willy Wonka and The Chocolate Factory. "Et cetera! Et cetera!" I love that movie.

I got some laundry done last night, and dishes washed. So it's a beginning. I'll probably do some self-validation now....maybe even two sessions! Then try and get started on some other projects. I definitely need to do NOTHING yesterday as a way of recuperating.

Oh, and I talked to MelRo last night. The wedding was fine, and I loved talking to her. I miss her and look forward to her being back on Monday. It also helped me not be as freaked out about the one thing I need to talk to her about -- i.e. not let everything be overshadowed by this one small thing. Putting it all in perspective. It also helped to talk about it last week with certain wonderful, sexy, good listener. Thanks. It all seems pretty blown out of proportion in some ways, yet I also know it's still an important conversation to have pretty soon when she gets back -- but I won't be jumping her as soon as she gets in the door or whatever. At least not to talk. ;)

In completely unrelated news, I have a big weird bruise on the back of my right calf and I have no idea how it got there.

Last night Damon and I watched the best of Molly Shannon on SNL while drinking spiked lemonade. I thought she was fall on the floor funny anyway, but after a few drinks, she's even more hilarious. Or maybe I'm just in better spirits because I've locked myself in the bearcave and I don't have to come out until Monday. I'm such a weird Cancer homebody sometimes. Though I guess it's not that weird since it's been such an emotionally intense week. My instinct becomes to hide. Though in this day of e-mail, IM, cell phones, and voicemail, I can produce the illusion of being out and available, while still maintaining the security of staying on the couch in my boxers and not "talking".

enough rambling for now.

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Across The Universe

Words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup,
They slither while they pass, they slip away across the universe
Pools of sorrow, waves of joy are drifting through my opened mind,
Possessing and caressing me.
Jai guru de va om
Nothing's gonna change my world,
Nothing's gonna change my world.
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world.

Images of broken light which dance before me like a million eyes,
That call me on and on across the universe,
Thoughts meander like a restless wind inside a letter box they
Tumble blindly as they make their way
Across the universe
Jai guru de va om
Nothing's gonna change my world,
Nothing's gonna change my world.
Nothing's gonna change my world.
Nothing's gonna change my world.

Sounds of laughter shades of earth are ringing
Through my open ears inciting and inviting me
Limitless undying love which shines around me like a
million suns, it calls me on and on
Across the universe
Jai guru de va om
Nothing's gonna change my world,
Nothing's gonna change my world.
Nothing's gonna change my world.
Nothing's gonna change my world.
Jai guru de va, jai guru de va
jai guru de va, jai guru de va
jai guru de va.

Jai guru de va, jai guru de va.

yeah, yeah, I know.

I'm supposed to be unpacking. And I've done some. Not a lot, I admit. But some. I might've gotten more done if a certain someone had been so hot and kept me on the phone for awhile. But I certainly don't blame her. In fact, let me publicly thank her for making it much more than a typical self-validation session!! Perhaps we'll soon do it in person, too......though I might be taking the train to DC rather than the plane....

Currently in a weird mood -- I'm listening to the mixtape that K___ made for me a very long time ago. Like December of 1998. And to be honest, I didn't listen to it much when she gave it to me. Like 4-5 times in the first month, but then not really again. It's not a bad tape at all. in fact, i probably own half the songs on it. it's just weird. and loaded. as one would imagine. but it feels good to listen to it. and I've been thinking about my attitude towards her and trying to not be so angry at myself and therefore negative about her. Then I realized I hadn't heard from her, so I e-mailed her.

Ok, back to alphabetizing my CD's. I can't believe it's already Sunday night and I have to go back to work tomorrow. Ugh. So not in the mood to be around people yet.