So sometimes, when I am less awesome about being a daily blogger (unlike some readers of this blog, who post every day like responsible writer types, look at her great post about being on a treadmill, I know the feeling!), I have a conversation in my head that goes a bit like this:
(My sing-song would involve bringing me like, foie gras or an ice cream sundae or something, because ham has just never done it for me y’all, and it is not because I am Jewish. Treif is delicious, just not ham).
So we all have our, you know, normal selves. And then we have our performer/singer/writer selves. And sometimes the writer self is all: “Bitch, write more blogs please.” But then the normal self is all: “But my life is pretty dull right now. My job is good, and I go to the gym five or six times a week, and I play with my cats and I read a lot of epic fantasy, and this is all well and good but it doesn’t really make for riveting blogging so I’ll just rewatch that Downton Abbey episode where the Turkish diplomat dies while having sex with Lady Mary,” and as you can imagine this conversation isn’t really useful in terms of me actually writing. So I guess I just need to punch my normal self in the face and, you know, write like a motherfucker.
Anyways, this is what I’ve been doing with my quiet, uneventful life as of late.
I’m totally caught up on Downton Abbey, which is so awesome guys, although Season 2 thus far has a lot of World War I in it, and a lot of war hospitals, and that makes me a little squeamish. But still, early-version curling irons, and elbow-length gloves, and Dowager Countess hats!
I’m eating a ton of lentils lately. This is because I am poor and have to pay off some credit card debt from funemployment and lentils are cheap and also because lentils are good for you and easy to make! Also, easy to take for lunch–I like easy lunches. Even the non-lentil centric meal I made this Saturday (the Moroccan-Style Lentil and Chickpea Soup with Lamb and Roasted Tomatoes from Bon Appetit’s Food Lover’s Cleanse) was chock full of lentils guys. I guess it is a thing.
So yes, my hair looks nice, my writer self will overcome my normal self (hopefully), and lentils are delicious. I hope y’all are having a lovely Tuesday.
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You are much too sweet. You also appear to be confusing quantity (which I have in spades) with quality (which is where you come in.)
Bear in mind dear: I am self employed, and will not fire myself for tweeting or blogging on the job. Which helps. Also, I am in a profession that encourages billing clients for the time we go out running because we are “thinking” about their case while running. Which irritates the crap out of me, and is the reason that I too should be eating some lentils since I refuse to play that game.
And you do have lovely hair, so I’m sure it looks nice. *gollum*