Dawn's Digression.
Tuesday, February 18, 2003
It seems like I can always think of something to write about until I open this page. Then I have nothing.
After reading the quote in the picture Muffin gave me, I thought it curious that 'charity' is so easily replaced with 'love'. How can one translation be love and the other charity? Are these not two different things? Or shouldn't they be? I don't like to think of love as charity, so in that sense it really makes no sense to me. Love is, however, a gift that you give someone. I suppose in that way it could be considered charity. And giving to charity is expressing that you care, which can be an expression of love. But it still isn't working for me.
Peanut seems to be doing pretty okay. She is causing problems with Ally. Ally is NOT happy. She hisses. She won't sleep with us. And this, of course, just breaks Muffin's heart. And that makes me sad. Ally sad = Muffin sad = Dawn sad. Dawn sad = Dawn poopy = Muffin poopy. Ugh. That is just no fun. I am proud of Princess Peanutlein, though. She is a good kitty. Boobies got on top of Muffin's big screen last night to eat my Valentine's Day roses. This did not go over well. At all. I think he is acting out. Dang cat.
How about that Joe Millionaire ending? I absolutely loved it. The nice girl wins. I loved Zora from the first episode, but felt she wouldn't make it to the end with Evan because she held back so much. I was thrilled to see him pick her. THEN to see her hope for love overpower her feelings of betrayal. THEN for her to get money. I got a little teary-eyed. I did. I know I'm silly sometimes. Muffin said, "It won't last." I think she was jealous she didn't get $500,000. It probably won't work out, but it was SUCH a cute scene! *sigh* *daydreams of rich older lesbians* I'd volunteer at a wildlife rehabilitation place. That's what I'd do. Well, I'd have to have more than $500,000 for that, I suppose. That goes fast. And first I'd travel all over. But that's what I'd do as soon as I unpacked my bags. Go save little birdies drenched in oil off the coast of Spain. Have you seen that commercial that shows Dawn dishwashing liquid cleaning the oil off of birdies? I love that commercial. Damn oil spills. No one ever even knows they happen. You have to dig around to hear about them. Big oil runs the world. And that's all I have to say about that, because if you can't say something nice, you shouldn't say anything at all. Or at least that is what the song from Bambi says. "If you can't say something nice...shhhhhhhhh! Say nothing. Take a bit of good advice, and shhhhhhhhh! Say nothing. Think of friendly things to say, that's the path to follow. When you think unfriendly thoughts, close your lips and swallow!" Okay, that was strictly from memory from when I played Bambi's mother in the school play in like second grade, so if the lyrics are wrong forgive the heck out of me. No Bambi-lovers bashing me, please. Thanks!
After reading the quote in the picture Muffin gave me, I thought it curious that 'charity' is so easily replaced with 'love'. How can one translation be love and the other charity? Are these not two different things? Or shouldn't they be? I don't like to think of love as charity, so in that sense it really makes no sense to me. Love is, however, a gift that you give someone. I suppose in that way it could be considered charity. And giving to charity is expressing that you care, which can be an expression of love. But it still isn't working for me.
Peanut seems to be doing pretty okay. She is causing problems with Ally. Ally is NOT happy. She hisses. She won't sleep with us. And this, of course, just breaks Muffin's heart. And that makes me sad. Ally sad = Muffin sad = Dawn sad. Dawn sad = Dawn poopy = Muffin poopy. Ugh. That is just no fun. I am proud of Princess Peanutlein, though. She is a good kitty. Boobies got on top of Muffin's big screen last night to eat my Valentine's Day roses. This did not go over well. At all. I think he is acting out. Dang cat.
How about that Joe Millionaire ending? I absolutely loved it. The nice girl wins. I loved Zora from the first episode, but felt she wouldn't make it to the end with Evan because she held back so much. I was thrilled to see him pick her. THEN to see her hope for love overpower her feelings of betrayal. THEN for her to get money. I got a little teary-eyed. I did. I know I'm silly sometimes. Muffin said, "It won't last." I think she was jealous she didn't get $500,000. It probably won't work out, but it was SUCH a cute scene! *sigh* *daydreams of rich older lesbians* I'd volunteer at a wildlife rehabilitation place. That's what I'd do. Well, I'd have to have more than $500,000 for that, I suppose. That goes fast. And first I'd travel all over. But that's what I'd do as soon as I unpacked my bags. Go save little birdies drenched in oil off the coast of Spain. Have you seen that commercial that shows Dawn dishwashing liquid cleaning the oil off of birdies? I love that commercial. Damn oil spills. No one ever even knows they happen. You have to dig around to hear about them. Big oil runs the world. And that's all I have to say about that, because if you can't say something nice, you shouldn't say anything at all. Or at least that is what the song from Bambi says. "If you can't say something nice...shhhhhhhhh! Say nothing. Take a bit of good advice, and shhhhhhhhh! Say nothing. Think of friendly things to say, that's the path to follow. When you think unfriendly thoughts, close your lips and swallow!" Okay, that was strictly from memory from when I played Bambi's mother in the school play in like second grade, so if the lyrics are wrong forgive the heck out of me. No Bambi-lovers bashing me, please. Thanks!
Dawn, 4:33 PM
