2003-10-10 - 2:49 p.m.
In an attempt to pull myself out of the wicked funk I'm in...I'm going to tell you something stupid. I have no idea why this will make me feel better but just play along.
I have a stress ball on the corner of my desk that looks like an underipe tomato and it lights up when you squeeze it. Why they made it light up is beyond me, I never considered flashing LED's to be relaxing...call me crazy. At any rate, it's been in that exact same spot since I started even though I've completely changed and reorganized every other part of my desk.
I'm thinking there could be some deep psychological reason for this.
It's quite possible that because it looks like a tomato I won't touch it because I simply hate tomatoes or...digging even deeper into my psyche...maybe my stress ball represents every tomato I've ever wrinkled my nose at and exiled to the side of my plate, therefore, I don't touch it because I feel guilty.
Hmmm...of course it could just be because I've been asked "Are you ever going to eat that?" by 3 different people and watching their faces when I tell them it's plastic makes me laugh.
Small things my friends, small things...Hey are you gonna eat that?
A.G.
Apparently I was also an under the weather bitchy disaster this time last year.
