2006-12-03

patchouli and oranges

My friend informed me that my Pi hoodie from thinkgeek arrived last week. This make me pretty happy. I love that pi hoodie. I also ordered an old school style 3/4 length sleeved shirt with my favorite quote on it. I'm happy about these things. I sang at the bus stop today too. People were listening. Albeit cringing.
Then
on the bus
I saw a couple. Those things are everywhere lately. I like to see all the gooey cuddly goodness and everything but I can't lie. I currently have intimacy phobia. I find this completely screwed up and it kind of reminds me of being a kid and looking at this exact situation im in but involving other people and I always thought, no, that would never happen to me. I think I have been saying this for a while but everything I said I wouldn't do or would never happen, has.
My conclusion?
I am going to be the crazy cat lady.
You will walk into my house when I'm 45 and I will be clad in some long black flowy thing with sequens, long frizzy hair and a yellowed smokers smile. I will offer you something strange like chocolate covered parsnips and tell you it enhances your vocabulary or something. Sit you down, and talk for hours about my damaged soul and how I saw it all coming with an in depth look into the stars. My house will smell of patchouli and oranges, plants from foreign countries and I will have 7 cats and 2 will be pregnant. All my friends will be male. All of them also gay. I will be the lonely eccentric crazy cat lady.
Some things can't be helped.
*sigh*
I do hope if this does not turn out true that I still have a house that smells like patchouli and oranges.

Katrina at 8:26 PM

2006-12-03

patchouli and oranges

My friend informed me that my Pi hoodie from thinkgeek arrived last week. This make me pretty happy. I love that pi hoodie. I also ordered an old school style 3/4 length sleeved shirt with my favorite quote on it. I'm happy about these things. I sang at the bus stop today too. People were listening. Albeit cringing.
Then
on the bus
I saw a couple. Those things are everywhere lately. I like to see all the gooey cuddly goodness and everything but I can't lie. I currently have intimacy phobia. I find this completely screwed up and it kind of reminds me of being a kid and looking at this exact situation im in but involving other people and I always thought, no, that would never happen to me. I think I have been saying this for a while but everything I said I wouldn't do or would never happen, has.
My conclusion?
I am going to be the crazy cat lady.
You will walk into my house when I'm 45 and I will be clad in some long black flowy thing with sequens, long frizzy hair and a yellowed smokers smile. I will offer you something strange like chocolate covered parsnips and tell you it enhances your vocabulary or something. Sit you down, and talk for hours about my damaged soul and how I saw it all coming with an in depth look into the stars. My house will smell of patchouli and oranges, plants from foreign countries and I will have 7 cats and 2 will be pregnant. All my friends will be male. All of them also gay. I will be the lonely eccentric crazy cat lady.
Some things can't be helped.
*sigh*
I do hope if this does not turn out true that I still have a house that smells like patchouli and oranges.

Katrina at 8:26 PM