Extremely Perishable

I'm gonna try not to get all dramatic but you know me ... or at least, by now, you have a sense of me. Normalcy doesn't come easily. I was walking back up Mercer, after getting my morning coffee at Balthazar, and I randomly started ruminating on the idea of drowning myself. No ... not seriously. But more seriously than the average person. Does that make sense? The name of the blog is "Extremely Perishable," in case you hadn't noticed. What did you think it meant?

I guess I could blame Gwyneth Paltrow for this latest bout of self-annihilation day dreaming. I finally saw "Sylvia," which, as you know, narrates the life and death of Sylvia Plath, poet extraordinaire and put-upon wife and mother. In it she talks about how she once tried to drown herself in the sea.

Ahah.

Yeah.

Moving on to more lively discussion - I cannot wait until the weekend; my ex-roommate , crazy slip of a girl, is returning from Ithaca for the weekend. Also I am attending a press junket on Saturday for the movie version of "Pride & Prejudice." Yes, Keira Fucking Knightly will be staring down the barrel of my metaphorical gun. The pen is mightier than the sword. In this case, Microsoft Word and a Dell Latitude D800 are mightier than the sword. I'll let you know how pretty she is.

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