Jul 6, 2006

the harbinger of death

i don't know how to pronounce the word "daschund".

i'm a reader, you see, and am much more comfortable spelling words than saying them. which can result in some embarrassing moments...if you know what i mean.

i also don't know, apparently, how to post with any kind of regularity.

story of my life: i need more discipline.

my mother, of course, agrees wholeheartedly.

maybe i should start wearing makeup and straightening my hair in the morning. that would be a habit that may effectively restore some of the abilities i once enjoyed.

hrm. one month from today, my responsibility-o-meter clicks to "code level red". which is great, but scary as you-know-where.

some of you may be pleased to know that a third pfostian CD project is currently in the works. the theme this time seems to fall somewhere between love and pessimism.

hm. there might be something to that.

and i don't care what anybody says
i promise you mean more than a dispenser of PEZ
though i have to admit the resemblance is funny
when you tilt back your head and give me some sugar, honey

--a little something i'm working on for "pezheads: the movie". should be...interesting.

2 comments:

  1. I, also, am a reader and have the same problem pronouncing words other than in my head. My boyfriend makes fun of me for this since I read aloud very slowly so as to avoid too much embarrassment. Hope the discipline thing goes well! :-)

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  2. That's an interesting start for your Pez thing. I like it. *tilt your head back and give me some sugar, honey* - incredible.

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