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God-lizards and Monsters
February 01, 2004, 9:35 p.m. To my dearest customers – It’s not a theosaurus. We have no God-lizards. We do, however, have thesauruses, which I’d be happy to sell you. Please check out my latest soap-box entry. It’s my Rapunzel story. It was supposed to be made into a gorgeous pretty book, but I doubt that’s gonna happen anytime soon. So I present it to you in pure text form. Comments would be most welcome. Oh, and the reason why the dialogue is in red . . . well, I once read a Bible that had all of Jesus’ words printed in red, and I thought it was pretty cool. Really drew your attention to them. I was talking to my mum today, and I told her I hoped I would find someone to spend the rest of my life with. Purely because I don’t want to live alone, and it seems that once you hit thirty or so, the only way you can live with other people is to be in a relationship with them. Pity. There’s more stability in friends. But anyway – I never, ever want to have to come home to an empty house, and know it won’t be filled within a few hours. I don’t want to have to eat dinner alone, and keep the TV or radio on to block out the silence. She then, of course, told me I needed to “get out there” and find someone, to which I told her I hardly thought I’d meet the man I could spend the rest of my life with at twenty. Nevertheless, she was adamant I needed to “get out there”, although she was rather unclear as to what I should do once I got “out there”. Or where, exactly, “out there” was. She suggested a pub, I asked why I would go to a pub, disliking drunks and alcohol as I do. She said to meet someone else who also disliked drunks and alcohol, but seemed rather stumped at my query as to why someone who disliked drunks and alcohol would be at a pub in the first place. *sigh* I know she only wants the best for me, but I’m really not out to catch a man. Some part of me still believes in the magic.
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