extramonologue

how true. the sentiment this poem expresses is absolutely maddening. (click to read the whole thing.)

rach:

My friend Shira sent this to me this weekend. Read the full thing here.

if a girl likes me a lot
and starts getting real nervous
and suddenly begins asking me funny questions
and looks sad if I give the wrong answers
and she says things like,
“Do you think it’s going to rain?”
and I say, “It beats me,”
and she says, “Oh,”
and looks a little sad
at the clear blue California sky,
I think : Thank God, it’s you, baby, this time
instead of me.

Wow. Here’s how you know you’ve definitely woken up in a different, and newly energized, nation: When the construction workers at 4th and Carroll trade their gratuitous morning whistles and body-part inspired comments for high five attempts and cheers of “Obama!” and “Yes we did!” After two years of crass consistency, can this be for real? Pinching myself right now.