kill the beast!

our power has been out for 4 days. thank god i have a new excuse for not showering.

today i wore my poofy vest as i sang a joni mitchell song and made a cup of tea on my camping stove. i felt rustic and natural. i also felt slightly lesbian. slightly because it was joni. if it was melissa ethridge i would have felt straight up les. come to my window.

me and waniel used to sing come to my window. we only knew those 4 words, but we would giggle about it each time.

one time an owl flew into my window and died. he layed on my quasi-porch for a good three days before uncle leroy (megon's orchid's namesake) pushed it off to its quasi-burial with a broom.

uncle leroy and uncle david used to spend some bachelor days at our house when we were younger. i would sneak into their room and get into bed with them wearing only my underwear. don't think too much about that, please. the important part of the story is that when my parents told me i couldn't do that i cried and said i wanted to "be a "barbarabum" like uncle leroy." see, it's not creepy. it's cute. right? right?

a 40 year old man told me the other day "if you were 20 years older, i'd be trying to make you smile". then he gently adjusted the collar of my shirt. let me tell you something, sir... you have some work to do to make me smile, but you perfected the act of making me shudder.

i touched waniel once and he shuddered. i was so offended. he said he was just startled. i couldn't help but sing the song from beauty and the beast. he shuddered at my paw.

i was actually wondering the other day what belle called "the beast" after his transformation...do you know? crooked nose, ugly prince would work...but it just dosn't have that special ring like beast. c'mon walt! don't leave me hangin'. I guess i should rent beauty and the beast III or whatever straight to DVD sequel i can find. they will have the answers.