Hush, baby, let's not talk about all that

(Let's just lie here, silent for a while.)

I really don't have anything to say. Normally I am such a chatterbox and I go on and on about this movie or that play or this skirt or that boy. (I am not wordy in the least.)

But, oh, yes, I am in an introspective mood. I have been reading. And I am always introspective after a good read.
So you'll forgive me if I have little to say.
Today, when I opened up Microsoft Word, the little paperclip said to me "Things that go away by themselves can come back by themselves."
And I suppose the paperclip was speaking in terms of recovered documents.
I don't imagine the little paperclip has ever been in love.
He'd know the things that choose to leave don't usually come back.
Which is not to say that I'm depressed, or mourning lost love
Because I'm not.
I'm just noting.

Things that go away by themselves can come back by themselves.

I went away from the blog for awhile.
But now I am back.
(quiet, now, I told you we didn't have to talk)

AHHH!!!

WHERE DID ALL MY ARCHIVES GO?!

This is something that happens to everyone else! Not me, not MEEEE!!

::sobs::

Revelation:

I use writing as a way of creating and ensuring my own immortality.

I AM NOT A POET!

I just thought I'd put that disclaimer in. Listen to me chilluns, I am no poet. And I know I'm not a poet. And telling Roby I'd read out loud was the only way I could get HIM to read out loud.
Stupid everyone.
Then David and Ryan read and I thought I was going to die.
I don't DO poetry, ok?! I am aware of this!
SHEESH.
Oh, they'll all pay dearly when they hear my currently non-existant memoir. Pathetic fools.

So anyway, I left school in a hurry because I was seething (although I took some time out to tell Roby to send me more of his work, because, ladies and gentlemen, surprise surprise, he is amazing. Really. He kind of sounds like Billy Collins. Wow.)
And because I was seething, I decided to REALLY shake things up and take my brother out for pizza in downtown Kirkwood.
So, I did.
We went to a little place called Fortel's. It was incredible. I hate pizza, but I love Fortel's. Since all the men in my life are addicted to pizza, I will be using this information quite often. Right.
But before we went to Fortel's, we went to a comicbook store.
And while Will was browsing for Spidey, I came up with this: (you want metaphor, you poet-heads, I'll GIVE you methaphor!)

Why a Comic Book Store is like an "Adult Entertainment" Store:
1. Both establishments make women incredibly uncomfortable.
2. Spandex, spandex, spandex!
3. Aisle after aisle of ample cleavage and rippling pectorals
4. Workers and customers eye any woman as though they've been in prison for the last five years.
And, lest we forget:
5. Anime.

Well, Homework calls me, my dears, but I will return again, soonish.
Much love from,
Meglet

"Why Meg, I noticed you haven't been blogging much lately"

How observant of you. Why no, I haven't. This is because I go to something called SCHOOL and it takes up most of my time and because I also have something called a SOCIAL LIFE which seems to take up the rest of my time.

Also, occasionally, I travel to Kentucky with 4 people I don't know that well to see a college I know very little about.
And have a wild and crazy fun time doing it.
Yes, David Ivancic was there.
Why, yes, we did have one conversation.
Why, no, I'm not as frightened of him as I used to be.
And halfway through the trip I think he actually looked me in the eye once.
Although he is good to talk to for movies and music, I think at some basic level we are generally incompatible.

Why, yes, Tori was there.
Yes, it was interesting.
No, I didn't get to talk to her as much as I would have liked to.
But she was grilling Ryan and I figured it wasn't things I was intended to hear.

Yes, Ryan was there.
Ryan is one of those comforting males that I know, without any doubt, I will never be attracted to.
And he'll never be attracted to me.
Yes, it is a beautiful thing.

And the lovely Beth was there as well.
She showed me a new tea that I would, I kid you not, dear readers, kill for.
(Did you know Mr. Holley thinks I use too many commas?)
We had a nice long talk about nearly everything.
It was such a lovely thing.

Yes, well, I should go to bed now.
I might actually really blog one of these days.
Well, maybe.

(Tonite I saw "Possession" which is one of the funniest movies I've ever seen that tries so hard to be serious. Jimmy and Amanda and I completely cracked up halfway through one of the love scenes. Some people looked at us weird, but I'm sorry. "I'm trying to figure out if there's an "us" in you and me." is one of the worst lines ever written.)
-Meg

How odd

I had this whole post about how I was going to post just ONCE a week, and if anyone wanted to fight me on it they could go hug a tree.
But it mysteriously disappeared.
I don't really have much to say today. I am working on my memoir. It is going "ok."

I like things.
That is all.