All is well with you, yes!? If it ain’t, I hope you know how to fix it and if you can’t fix it by yourself, ask for help. Go! What you waiting for!?
When I grow up, I’m gonna be a probabilist. Mathematicians, engineers and physicists are sexy (except for that handicapped one). Suppose we have a whole ‘nother life to live after we die? Not a do-over but a whole new life – like we’re literally born again. I’m not sure how I feel about that – one life is enough, I just wanna chill out, write and cause trouble after I die – no expectations.
I ate a new vegetable last week, kohlrabi – I roasted it with fresh garlic and olive oil. It looks like a radish, but the flavour is way milder. A 35$ package from Mama Earth showed up at my door – I didn’t even remember signing up for anything. They also sent me garlic scapes – haven’t cooked it yet.
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Marvin Gaye – Get to This
Ooh I need your love
Don’t make me wait, I can’t wait
I’m so impatient for your love
Come here, baby, get to this
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That album was released in 1973!
Last Thursday, Matt graduated kinda … he has to finish one course in summer school to get his diploma.
Three hours of talking and talking and talking and people hurting my ears with their clapping and screaming. I ain’t clapping for your child – I don’t know that muthafucka. Why do social events feel so backward to me – I only cared about seeing my child walk across the stage for Christ’s sake. (I mean, I’m supposed to care but I don’t really.)
If the overachievers have done so much in the last four years, surely they wouldn’t mind letting the satisficers go first. I coulda been in and outta there in under 30 minutes.
One guy said he was going to Hustler’s University – I thought that was hilarious – the teachers and most parents didn’t laugh.
Cheers!
To doing the bare minimum!
“Samantha, why is your back so hairy!?”
“Sorry! I have Neanderthal in my DNA.”
… That relationship didn’t last. But it’s ok cause I hate it when people call me Samantha!
My bag is packed, gotta go to the office tomorrow and I already feel gross cause it’s gonna be hot as a hooker standing outside a church on Sunday morning, chewing gum and twirling her hair – I know cause that used to be me. Nobody ever invited me in.
Don’t look at me like that bitch!
The Church Porch Hooker
Your man was all up in this last night!
That’s a character I should develop. lol.
In other news, I have a first date – We been talking for a few days and I’ll let you know how it goes. He’s tall at least – yay! I can’t remember what he looks like, I could check Hinge but I get to see him tomorrow anyway. Is it too soon for me to be thinking about sex? Well, it’s too late.
Today or possibly earlier this week, I realized that the writing group isn’t for me – we have different goals. Writing is self-expression – it helps me understand myself and the world better. I need to write like I need to breathe, so the content I produce will be very different from folks whose motivations are mainly commercial.
I’m not going to leave, because they are fun to hang with and I’ve known a few of them since Second City course days – those guys I want to stay in touch with. I’m just rethinking my level of participation.
Are you looking forward to Name That Tyrant 11? You better be! I have to come up with another game show. I feel I’m doing a better job of separating my random thoughts yes!
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