:: Tuesday, August 19, 2003 ::

Changing of Tides

I used to blab on here about social responsibility. Now I post dirty limericks that I didn't even compose myself.

(But I put them in quotation marks so it's okay.)


I have given myself permission to shop at the Gap again.

(The collarless jean jacket is so fetching.)


I am considering renouncing vegetarianism.

(Kaitlin you bacon-eating rebel you.)


I don't think I like telling myself "you can't have/do/want/be this." Buddha did teach the middle way, did he not?

(Everything in moderation, including child labour?)


My new thoughts on social responsibility: It is socially irresponsible to enter an enclosed space (such as elevator or city bus) if you smell like a dead animal. Your choice not to bathe does affect the rest of us, you selfish bastards.

(These are my thoughts while sitting on the bus, wearing headphones and dark sunglasses, pretending to be asleep so no one can call me heartless for waiting to see if anyone else will give up their seat to the elderly first.)


At some point this summer, I think I began putting myself first again. Or perhaps I just became a selfish bastard.

(But I do give up my seat eventually, if none of the other selfish bastards do.)


Hmm. I ate too much ice cream today. I think I feel ill.


~song~ Coldplay - Trouble (Big Beat Remix)


:: Katy 12:24 a.m. [+] :: ::



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