Friday, June 13, 2008

California

You will also be pleased to know that I can identify the smoke from a wildfire (as distinct from clouds, or some other type of fire) at thirty paces. My eyes sting.

Papa Was a Rodeo

I realize that I am ovulating in the middle of my shower, as I am shaving my legs in preparation for putting on a short skirt and going to the bookstore. The bookstore is, apparently, where I go to pick up boys.

What else should you know about me... I've been with my boyfriend for about two years and have no intention of actually picking up anyone at the bookstore. They're just fun to watch. I measured my waist-to-hip ratio (0.71) using a measuring tape marked in centimeters that I picked up in a Novo Nordisk outreach trailer in Paris. They make my insulin, so I thought it only fair to come look at their trailer. And they offered a measuring tape. Medtronic, who I love, makes my insulin pump, which I love. I've recently discovered that I enjoy a certain type of alternative music, although I generally prefer more-or-less-classic rock from the 60's and 70's. I still look young enough that when I wear my hair in two braids people give my boyfriend funny looks. My mother and my father met at Berkeley in the early 70's. He dropped out to become a Marine and is now a kindergarten teacher. She wears Birkenstocks and told me when I was little that if I wore makeup it would stunt my growth, and it wasn't until a couple years ago that I discovered that most makeup contains xenoestrogens and she's probably right. I don't wear makeup very often. I think I probably fight on the side of the Forces of Good, but some days I'm not sure.

That's really all. What about you? Who are you? Why are you here? Would you tell me if I made any glaring grammatical errors?