judy fucking davis

JUDY DAVIS
EQUALS
to the actress whose name i've been struggling with for 2 weeks now
= evidence that My brain is clearly suffering from a minor stroke potentially suffered during recent POWER JOG
all this week i've been walking around like a ripped up crib sheet
like
sorry what's your name?
yes.
right.
i'm sorry i didn't hear you
i don't know who you are...
what?

i go to introduce people to people and i'm like
hi so this is Karrie and Karrie this person's name begins with a "c"
"Cr"
"Cree"
maybe?
not sure.
yes you INTRODUCE YOURSELF!

i'm a public asshole/ripped up crib sheet. it's not a good thing when part of your job is to be nice and sociable with a lot of people many of whom you've only met once.

i'm going to make myself a t-shirt that says
"I don't remember your name, but that doesn't mean i don't care"

i'm going to wear it all next week.

so if i've seen you and avoided you now you know why.

damn.

but okay it doesn't mean
1) i don't care
2) you aren't interesting
3) i don't remember knowing you

although recently i've noticed an amazing ability to fake it
like the time some girl called our house looking for pot
and i talked to her for 10 minutes
because i thought
well maybe i do know this person
and then
well then it's too bad that i don't have pot!
and then c was like
sweetie hang up the phone if you have no idea who the fuck this person is
but i thought...
maybe i do...

in other news

school is rapidly approaching...
the play (see www.nightwoodtheatre.net) is rapidly approaching
and c is almost finished working 2 jobs at once.

hurrah
and i just painted my bike green and chrome
and it looks fucking CRAZY!