sorry, CCR, for the bad pun up there.
britney speaks. why, you may ask? as i did / do?
let me summarize. among other things, britney says:
The singer said she is just "performing and expressing myself." She also believes that by fulfilling her own dreams and having fun doing it, she is inspiring her fans.
i am getting in a REALLY bad mood. hrmph. maybe that’s what “inspired” feels like.
"Honestly, I think we should just trust our president in every decision that he makes and we should just support that," she said.
OF COURSE, WE SHOULD. why think for ourselves??? she can’t be BOTHERED – she’s an “artist.”
However much she would like to avoid cameras following her everywhere, she said she really enjoys the reality TV shows.
When asked what else she watched, she said, "Oh CNN – all the time, all the time."
duh!
let me reiterate – i am getting in a really, REALLY bad mood.
i need to go back and read this again.
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i, like kathy, have been waking up laughing. i am REALLY funny in my dreams. trust me. i am. yesterday i woke up from a dream in which i had written a brilliantly funny blog. honest to god. i wish i could remember it. it was something about a conversation i had with people at work about the proper way to roll toilet paper and paper towels. i had told my boss that rolling from the "over" position was what "protestants" did. i explained (in my blog) that when i was a little girl growing up in the "projects," protestants were a different kind of people. i was in awe. i couldn't understand (and i'm still not sure if this is right) how you got to CHOOSE your religion (protestants, it seemed to me, got to choose between lots of varieties: methodist, baptist, episcopalian, presbyterian...). if you were catholic -- like me -- it seemed to me you were catholic until the day you died (well really for much, MUCH longer) UNLESS YOU LEFT THE CHURCH or were EXCOMMUNICATED.
trust me. this was hilarious in dream form.
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yesterday, i rode along with bill for a "quick" round of golf. we've been doing this A LOT this summer. at least 3 times a week.
the bugs were horrible. i am traumatized by what happened yesterday. i felt like i was getting eaten alive -- slowly. at one point, i kept itching inside my shirt and reached into my bra to check out the "pinching" feeling and came up with a red ant in my hand!
that's it. i got nothin' else. hey. i was inspired.
Funny dream. I always wonder why we dream what we do. What sets off certain types of dreams? Ya know?
Posted by: kathy at September 4, 2003 11:29 AMif i start dreaming about britney, kill me. please. unless it's about me throttling her. then i may wake up laughing again.
Posted by: stacey at September 4, 2003 11:43 AMOk...you need a dream journal so you can capture your dreams as you remember the bits and pieces of them.
They mean something...most of them do anyways. I'd be interested to get into some of yours and figure them the hell out.
:)
P.S. Britney should like just totally shut up yaknow.
gag i hate her.
Posted by: Kathy Howe at September 4, 2003 01:13 PMYou have the weirdest dreams... (^:
Posted by: Matt at September 4, 2003 03:06 PMI should have added this thought to my random ones yesterday--Why is it that people famous for one thing think that we need or want them to air their views on totally unrelated ones?
Posted by: TW at September 4, 2003 04:45 PMtw: 'specially when they're dumbasses.
Posted by: stacey at September 4, 2003 06:24 PMI'm pleased you have funny dreams. I dream every night and they are all weird dreams. Just to prove how weird - I have a recurring dream about the Hoover Dam. I have NEVER seen this dam, NEVER been to America - but there it is in my dreams. You see - WEIRD!