there is a wonderful sensation of drinking an almost full bottle of wine after work, expecting a haircut the next morning, watching utterly romantic and COMPLETELY over the top cheesy movies while knowing that
a) a great haircut! will be here! in a short 12 hours!
b) i’m officially will be graduated in just two days!
c) and tomorrow i get to celebrate tim’s graduation!
d) and that work is freaking AWESOME
this moment of watching way too much sweetness on the screen and feeling all the “completely-wrong-how-can-a-grown-woman-have-these-sensations” twinges is utterly fun and awesome.
(this is where my indepth thoughts start)
have you ever considered how many of your actions stem not form your civilized, rational, logical being – but rather from the very hidden (almost invisible) instincts that generations of survival have developed within us.
every time i enjoy a romantic movie there is a part of me that feels completely and utterly ridiculous – stereotypical, even, and that’s a rather unpleasant feeling, being stereotypical. but i despite my best desires of being a rational, perfectly logical and neutral human being can’t help but swoon when a girl rushes onto the airplane to catch her love in the last possible second.
(pauses for the umpteenth time during this buzzed entry to watch the movie)
oh gosh he is a WIDOWER! so he is a a GREAT person after all! awwwwww
there it goes again.
tonight i’ve resigned to these feelings. might as well look at myself with sarcasm and laugh at them, rather than try to at all to deny them.
(i think my blogs are neater when i’m drinking wine. and lacking sleep.)