Thursday, July 11, 2002
and now, for all your laughing needs.... "The Wombat Queen's* List of Most Underrated Simpson's Quotes!"

10."Son, when you participate in sporting events, it's not whether you win or lose: it's how drunk you get."
9."Now son, you don't want to drink beer. That's for Daddys, and kids with fake IDs."
8."Lisa, if you don't like your job you don't strike. You just go in every day and do it really half-assed. That's the American way."
7."I saw this in a movie about a bus that had to speed around a city, keeping its speed over 50, and if its speed changed, it would explode! I think it was called, 'The Bus That Couldn't Slow Down.'"
6."You couldn't fool your mother on the foolingest day of your life if you had an electrified fooling machine."
5."Stealing! How could you? Haven't you learned anything from that guy who gives those sermons at church? Captain whats-his-name?
4."Marge, it takes two to lie. One to lie and one to listen."
3. "Maybe, just once, someone will call me 'sir' without adding, 'you're making a scene.'"
2."Marge, don't discourage the boy! Weaseling out of things is important to learn. It's what separates us from the animals! Except the weasel."
and the alltime funniest underrated Simpson's Quote - straight from Chief Wiggum himself, IS:
1. "This is Papa Bear. Put out an APB for a male suspect, driving a... car of some sort; heading in the direction of, uh, you know, that place that sells chili. Suspect is hatless. Repeat, hatless."

*Yes. The Wombat Queen. Known to you charlatans as Raychul "The Soul" Giani.

love, krissa .... 8:18 PM ... link!

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Monday, July 08, 2002
days go by...

I've been having a lot of quite disturbing dreams of late. Bear with me and tell me if you can detect any glaring Freudian overtones here....
Example: a few nights ago, there was a dream in which a former ex-friend, ex-roommate and general Bora (rhymes with..) developed sexual desire for me (as luiz and mom would say: I told you so...), and I found myself trapped in frightening baby doll head factory, and the Animals of the world were taking their blood-thirsty revenge on humans... and the whole dream was spent trying to escape these various ills (sexual advances from stuck-up former roommate, malicious baby doll heads, ravenous Animals) so that I could meet Max for the ice-skating he'd asked me to join him in.
Then, following night:
Was at another ex-friend's house, embroiled in the middle of a vicious land war between her infamously oft-crazy relatives (you know who I'm talking about), and who should I see in the living room but Marnix, as if he belonged there, and he was looking for me. And I dragged him into a safe room (free of warring simmerings) and tried to explain to him that I had so much to tell him, so much to explain, if he'd only promise he wouldn't leave I'd make everything up to him. But if he was going to leave, or if he was only in my imagination, then I had nothing to justify. Followed that emotional encounter by running into another room and having sex with a total faceless stranger.

My general confusion about these dreams is counteracted by the fact that life could not be moving smoother for me these days (love, work and health triangles are evened out quite nicely, an important equation to balance for general happiness).
So, I just don't understand what dark admonishing demons are trapped in the netherworld of my dreamscapes, trying to tell me something.... that I am afraid of the two ex-friends that roam at the periphery of my life? That I am still angry with them/afraid of their anger towards me? The return of the RI friend from NZ, in mid-July, and the hostile web-bad-mouthing of the ex-roommate, are these items still disgruntling me?
And marnix? That can of worms? recent changes in my love life? Fine, these person-related elements have been accounted for.
But here's the $64,000 question...
what in tarnation do we make of the possessed baby doll head factory? and the Animal revolution?
Perhaps, too much literary consumption of books like Kavalier and Clay, and Wicked, and of late, Carter Beats the Devil.
Any suggestions, comments, snide remarks are welcome on this rather personal tangent for my usually chipper website.

love, krissa .... 7:56 PM ... link!

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