Sunday, November 7, 2010
About Jenny. Jenny is very pretty, but not beautiful. She's quite normal, but I like that most about her. She has blonde hair, which I find slightly stereotypical, and she has brown eyes, which I like, because I also am blessed with mud puddle eyes. She had pinky skin, and rosy elbows. She is in love with Dr Edgars. My doctor. Sometimes she talks to him about things in front of me, which I really like. Becuase I'll never get to love someone like she loves Dr Edgars. I need to live vicariously through her. I told you she was from Georgia, and that I like her accent, but I need to again, because it's just so wonderful. She had a husband before, but she told me he ran away. I envy her husband. I wish I had the ability to run away from things so easily. Jenny's mother calls her on the phone all the time, and yells at her. She wants Jenny to be more feminine, Jenny says. Which I don't really get, but whatever. Jenny's already plenty feminine. I would call up her mom and yell at her, if I knew her phone number. Actually i probably would't. But that's okay I guess. If everyone did everything the felt like doing, the earth would probably have some sort of a seizure. Today I read part of a book by Stephen Hawking. I have decided Science is not nearly as interesting as numbers. Not even as interesting as words. I like the idea of things that make up other things. Science has a more technical way of dealing with that. I don't like it. Plus it reminds me of sickness. Jenny always hugs me when I cry. I wonder how she doesn't get tired of me, sometimes. Of course, I'm glad she doesn't. Whatever. I'm being sentimental and weird.
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