Just a look into my life and thoughts, as interesting as they may not be...
Published on May 14, 2004 By jowalewooti In Home & Family
andrew just left to go to dixon to see his parents, who decided just last night apparently, to drive down here from michigan. so now he has to drive all the way out there to spend time with people who thinks he exists to make their lives meaningless, as if its the offspring's duty to make their parents' lives meaningful. i know andrew and i have totally different ideas on who we think our parents are. i dont take crap from my mom (and believe me, she dishes it out, constantly), i dont talk to my dad. he, on the other hand, loves his parents deeply, even though they tell him he is going to hell, he is eventually going to contract AIDS, God hates him, so on and so forth. he tells me these things and i just laugh. i cant understand how he can love someone who tells him that every fuckin day. my dad thinks that, so i dont want anything to do with him. i guess our differences are what make us strong....jeez that was cheesy.

i was watching some show on food network about ppl who changed careers and moved into the food business...this one lady was a cuban who opened her own bakery (btw, this is one of my life goals she gained a lot of inspiration for her food from her heritage, cooking with her grandmother, etc. this got me thinking: what the hell, if i cook based on my heritage, would i create? bitterness scones? regretful chip cookies? where would my inspiration lie? do i need to make up a character, create a better life for him, and use him as myself? ive already lived most of my life as a lie, why not continue? of course i know the answer and it does not help. maybe i should have another martini (or 3), pop in strangers w/candy and fahgetaboutit.

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