Things currently melting my hard little heart are: little kids and kitties. I was on the bus home and this little girl behind me was on a roll singing all these kids' songs from Barney and Dora and the most interesting version of the ABCs I've ever heard: "A B C D E F G H...uh, X M B Y Q..." She was all 3 feet tall and cornrowed up. She was about 3 or 4 I figure. There's only a window of where I like kids (where my brother is now): 2 to 7. Before that and 7 to 18, screw 'em. Goes to show you how my biological clock is not ticking. I don't do diapers or dealing with brats. I just like to pet and run.
Now, you could figure that I have a soft spot for the felines. This blog isn't Puppy Power if you haven't noticed. So, this little one had me all "awww." I ventured off to meet my Friendster Farmer last night and he's not a serial killer...unless to lull me into complacency is a part of his evil plan. (Just kidding...hopefully.) I was made fun by him and his friends for keeping working people up to late on a weekday and being the strangest young'un they know -- non-beer drinking and not indulging in the MJ. I spent way more money than necessary on beer alternatives and found the newest thing I want for my future bachelorette pad: that On Demand digital cable stuff. That's some cool shit. That or Tivo is for me. I even watched Pulp Fiction for the first time in years. Still not too crazy about it, but I was laughing when Ving Rhames said his "I'm going medieval on his ass." I'd forgotten where that came from.
Posted by Candicissima at August 14, 2003 02:37 PM