1988- Is born. Late.
1989-1993- Spends a long time "workin' my craft". Motor skills are rocking, but are used mostly for dramatic drawings and talking to stray cats.
1994- Little brother, Mitchell, is born. The older sister superiority sets in. Overfeeds the fish until they die sad, bloated deaths. TO PROVE A POINT.
1995-1998- Integrates well in the school system...it's always the quiet ones.
1999- Buys first CD, it is Alanis Morissette. Bemoans men and their ways despite never having actually had a boyfriend.
2000- Watches Daria a lot at night. Feels comforted.
2002- Enters high school. Dyes hair black sophomore year. Develops crushes on musicians (takes a long time to recover from crushes on musicians).
2004- Contemplates learning the bass. Because fuck diva ass lead singers. Fuck singing. Fuck voices.
2006- Starts smoking frequently and replaces blood with oil from the tater-tots at Grill (RIP, *pours Dr. Pepper on ground, for ones homies*).
2007- Goes Keroac on everybody's asses.
2008- Has a son. Votes for Obama. Goes soft.
2009-2011- Blogs a lot about going soft.
2012- Watches Daria, eats a shitload of chili. Drinks a little more.
4 comments:
Lesley Gore, indeed. Bravo.
Oh my god, we spent 2000 doing the exact same thing. Also, I've recently started watching Daria again. Some things never get old.
I think we might be soul mates
I started listening to Alanis Morissette before I'd ever had a boyfriend, too...maybe we knew already that men were going to be trouble
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