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| Monday, June 14th, 2004 |
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Brett! Brett! Brett! Delicious! Love the delicious austrilian accent! Love the delicious honey-greenish-browish eyes! And love love love his artwork! The pieces are so raw and sexy and you know there's wonderful marvelous things going on just beneath the surface of his lovely little head. See for yourself: http://www.brettlethbridge.com I've got to go out with an artist. Any kind of artist. What's-his-name from that silly little band didn't really count. I could definently see myself having a wonderful fabulous relationship with someone who creates for a living. They just seem more interesting and exotic than most. I so really really wanted to ask him if he wanted me to show him around the beach. I was imagining us brunching at the van dyke. He would tell me stories of austrailia and i would tell him about america. We could talk about the slang and laugh at each other's stereotypes. We would check out the art gallery next door. We would talk deeply about what we felt about each of the pieces. In turn, we'd discover more about each other. When it started to pour later this afternoon, we'd stand close to fit under his umbrella. With me in all black and him in all white, i'd be the yang to his yin. We'd go back to his hotel and he'd be inspired to sketch me. Possibly nude. (am i getting a little too stalker-ish?) But of course, i had no balls to ask him if he wanted to chill. I never do. Which is why i don't have a swarm of guys following behind me. (not counting A.R.) So for now, i'll keep to the daydreaming. Perhaps he'll come by the gallery sometime before his show on thursday. If not, i'll just have to look excellente for the show. Here's hoping there's not too many other beautiful girls there. As for brazil, i just have to say: "i wrap my fear around me like a blanket and i sailed my ship of safety 'till i sank it." I'll have to call upon more faith for this trip than i've ever had in my whole life. I dunno where i'm gonna muster it up. |
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In 48 hours, i could be in the southern hemisphere. I could be in brazil. This scares me. I feel like i'm just about to jump into a sea, although i don't know what's in there and i don't have a flotation device. All i have is my good ability to tread water and a gulp of fresh air. A list of the facts that scare me: I do not know one bit of portuguese. I do not know any of the people i will be living with for three weeks. I have never been out of the country. I have not yet applied for the job i so dearly need at shands. I have not gotten a power converter. I have not checked to see if i can use my cell phone over there. I have forgotten my pin number. I need large amounts of faith. |
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