August 30, 2003
Sometimes
A WordGoddess contribution
Sometimes I think I would die if Calvin didn't feed me. Because it's impossible for a human, once they have tried them, to live without his egg sandwiches and hamburgers.
Sometimes I am phenomenally impatient with the absolutely idiotic commercials that are on TV.
Sometimes I have a short fuse. Because if one more person at work says to me, "Well, it's Monday!" or, "At least it's Friday", (or "At least it's not Monday" or "Tomorrow's Friday!" or "One more to go") I might commit a homicide.
Sometimes I think there is nothing so perfect as a rainy afternoon spent reading a book.
Sometimes I thank God for Bugs Bunny.
Sometimes I am completely, perfectly happy with who I am and how I look.
Sometimes, well, I'm not.
Sometimes I marvel at just how many vitamins I can take at one time.
Sometimes I lay awake in bed and try to invent something completely obvious that everyone needs that no one can live without that will make me millions and millions of dollars.
Sometimes I wonder how I got to this point in life.
Sometimes I forget what my age is.
Sometimes I wonder how I would have turned out differently if my mother had lived and my grandmother hadn't raised me.
Sometimes absolutely nothing else will do but Teakwoods wings and beer.
Sometimes I have to remind myself to breathe.
Sometimes I am the only girl in a room full of engineers.
Sometimes I dance and sing in my cubicle.
Sometimes I just can't believe how stupid Jessica Simpson is.
Sometimes I want squeeze Oz until he nearly pops.
Sometimes Calvin makes my heart beat very fast.
Sometimes I wonder if we'll ever really stop having to live paycheck to paycheck.
Sometimes I have nothing to say.
Sometimes I don't feel like I'm qualified to be a grown-up.
Sometimes I want chocolate, sometimes I want vanilla. Sometimes I want chocolate sprinkles, strawberry syrup, whipped cream, nuts, and a cherry. And brownie bits. Ooh! And coconut!
Sometimes I despair ever losing the last ten pounds.
Sometimes I marvel how Oz can clean between his toes without catching his tongue on his claws.
Sometimes I really like living in Arizona.
Sometimes it breaks my heart that I'll never live in Maine again. (Amen, Robyn.)
Sometimes it's hard not to completely pester Michael and Lilly to death. Call us! Come home! Send pictures! Need us! Be kids, still!
Sometimes I forget that Marie isn't my biological daughter.
Sometimes I like to be alone.
Sometimes I wish I knew how to play the piano.
Sometimes I wonder if I would be a Democrat, Republican, or Liberal if politics weren't completely beyond me.
Sometimes I obsess over things.
Sometimes I really crave to laugh until my stomach hurts.
Sometimes I wonder if I should clean up my language. Sometimes circumstances call for more swearing.
Sometimes I feel like a good buzz. Sometimes I'll go for weeks at a time without drinking.
Sometimes I wish the cat didn't like to sleep right behind my knees so much.
Sometimes I still cry over Grandma.
Sometimes I can't wait until I can own all three Lord of the Rings DVD's and watch them all in a row.
Sometimes I don't feel like doing the things I have to do.
Sometimes I feel overwhelmed. Other times, I feel liberated.
Sometimes I'm really proud of myself. Other times, I'm really self-conscious.
Sometimes water tastes really, really good.
Sometimes I just can't get going unless I have a cup of coffee.
Sometimes I wish that Calvin's hugs would never end.
Sometimes I wish I wasn't so bad at telling jokes and stories.
Sometimes my hair totally sucks. Sometimes, it rocks.
Sometimes, I get wicked homesick.
Sometimes I wish I could draw.
Sometimes I like my shoes so much that I just stare at my feet.
Sometimes it embarrasses me how bad I am at pool. I don't play against Marie because she can kick my ass all over the place.
Sometimes I miss my dog Tawney, and how we used to go for long walks in the fields and woods around Grandma's house.
Sometimes I crave absolute quiet.
Sometimes I forget to turn the stereo down in the truck when I park, and scare the shit outta myself the next time I start it up.
Sometimes I wish I was brave enough to take Calvin's motorcycle for a spin. Mostly, I'm afraid that I'd end up taking it for a crash.
Sometimes I think that no one really gets me.
Sometimes I'm in the mood for classical piano. Sometimes I want to bang my head.
Sometimes I want one of those new-fangled cell phones that can take pictures.
Sometimes I wish that Amazon would just give me everything that's on my wish list.
Sometimes I crave a third story on the house so I can have an attic bedroom.
Sometimes I daydream about being on the United States Equestrian Team.
Sometimes I don't feel very smart.
Sometimes I think I could live off of Cheez-Its sprinkled with garlic salt.
Sometimes when I get mad or frustrated, I cry.
Sometimes I wish I knew how to keep a vegetable garden.
Sometimes I think I should just "come out" and start using my real name in my journal.
Sometimes I think I could keep adding to this list forever.
Sometimes, I don't know how to end entries.
 
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