||[May. 17th, 2006|04:25 am]
Maudlin and Moxie
You, of all people, cannot possibly know what I understand. My cup of coffee and our casual causerie did not reveal to me the secrets of your soul. |
I, for one, do not believe in souls. My sister, however, insists that they are the gateway to all understanding. Well, souls and starvation, it seems.
My sister is not eating. At first she wanted to lose twenty pounds, after a few weeks she decided it was spiritual enlightenment that she was after, now I think she is just trying to see how far she can go. Her son had a birthday party last week and she watched everyone lick frosting off their forks while she explained how much clearer the balloons and birthday cake are to her now. She can see the truth in the Bugs Bunny pinata. After noticing her eying up the ice cream, I asked her if she could eat a "whole fucking cow." She calmly replied that hunger is something we all have to deal with, in one way or another.
I am no where near falling for her Gandhi-gut wisdom, but I think you should take all of those lonely girls out for some steak.
And so it is time for me to jump ship, so to speak.