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Wednesday May 15, 2002 - 3:13 p.m. Oh, man. I haven't had anything at all to say in so long. Who is this person inhabiting my body? I don't know. I wish I could get in touch with her, though. I think we have some things in common. It's Wednesday already, and that's nice. I enjoy the weekends, because then I get to see others. Other than me, I mean. And my cat. I have this whole new sense of purpose I wanted to tell you about, that means I've decided to learn to do everything I don't know how to do, and also do a hell of a lot of things that I've meant to be doing, including participating actively in my own existence. I feel that this is a positive decision, and I have been giving myself all sorts of affirmations to that extent. Good job, me. Way to go. In other news, I need to send off mail and also remember some things. Look! Look how new and sparkly I am! Look! (Don't look too closely though, as your retinas may be threatened.) Mademoiselle Rewind, Threatener of Retinas. ------------------------------ Also, this is a new little feature I'm going to have here at the Mlle R show from time to time, just to keep you abreast of the situation surrounding our language, and specifically the fact that we're allowing it to slowly slip away from us. Pretty soon, we won't be able to communicate at all. We'll have to draw pictures. This won't be a good world for me, because I have a hard time even drawing a straight line. I'll be trying to order dinner some day and I'll end up getting a full pelvic exam instead. That's hardly fair. Or something. Anyway, this is what I wanted to show you, and it's terribly disturbing. Why this is disturbing: Well, the pose is pretty stupid. Actually, all in all the picture is pretty stupid. But that's not the problem. The problem is that mischevious is NOT A WORD. The makers of this little prize were clearly trying to convey that the wearer of the shirt was mischievous If you find this shirt, please, hurt it in some way. For me. Also, if you have purchased this shirt, you are a moron. I'm sorry to have to be that blunt. Desperate measures, you see. You can just arbitrarily make up words and put them on t-shirts if you want to. That's your prerogative I suppose. But bastardized versions of existing words is cheating. Also, it makes you look stupid. And I don't mean stoopid fresh, if that's what you were going for. Thanks for listening. I feel better now.
-Mlle R
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