(I went to the waterpark Saturday night. I am very very white. And refuse to be in a swimsuit in public. Go me.)

So.

What is Lucy like lately?

Well, to be honest I don’t really know. Listless, I spose. Increasingly self-centered. (On an ironic note, I’ve realized that the more I put myself as numero uno in my life, the more I think about myself and what I want and how I want to be, the more self-destructive-ish I become. Tis a lesson, really.)

I worked three whole days last week. But I also babysat and dogsat like crazy.

I work one whole day this week. At $5.15 an hour. Three cheers for minimum wage!

I ate a strange assortment of junk today. Let’s list.

Peanut butter.

Jelly.

Lemon tea bread.

Snickerdoodles.

Those chocolate pirouette thingies.

But as for normal food I had

Cheese.

Tilapia with beans and corn and stuff.

Cantaloupe.

Fried okra (curse you!).

Bread.

Hmm…. I can’t remember what else.

Why am I listing all the food I gorged myself on today? I have no idea, I spose it amuses me.

One of these days I’m going to have breakfast, lunch, dinner, and nothing else. Oh, one of these days.

Oh, I rode my bike for thirty minutes for three days in a row. * jig* Let’s shoot for four.

Today something very bad happened.

I went to the dentist.

And he told me….

…that I have FOUR cavities.

Floss, kids. FLOSS FOR YOUR LIFE.

Now I’m sitting around in mis-matched clothes poking my belly. Hello belly.

Goodbye people.

Lucy  

P to the S. I'm seventeen now. I don't know if I want to get any older.

here i am.

So.

What is Lucy like lately?

Well, to be honest I don’t really know. Listless, I spose. Increasingly self-centered. (On an ironic note, I’ve realized that the more I put myself as numero uno in my life, the more I think about myself and what I want and how I want to be, the more self-destructive-ish I become. Tis a lesson, really.)

I worked three whole days last week. But I also babysat and dogsat like crazy.

I work one whole day this week. At $5.15 an hour. Three cheers for minimum wage!

I ate a strange assortment of junk today. Let’s list.

Peanut butter.

Jelly.

Lemon tea bread.

Snickerdoodles.

Those chocolate pirouette thingies.

 Fortunately I only took leetle bits of each.)

As for normal food I had...

Cheese.

Tilapia with beans and corn and stuff.

Cantaloupe.

Fried okra (curse you!).

Bread.

Hmm…. I can’t remember what else.

Why am I listing all the food I gorged myself on today? I have no idea, I spose it amuses me.

One of these days I’m going to have breakfast, lunch, dinner, and nothing else. Oh, one of these days.

Oh, I rode my bike for thirty minutes for three days in a row. * jig* Let’s shoot for four.

Today something very bad happened.

I went to the dentist.

And he told me….

…that I have FOUR cavities.

Floss, kids. FLOSS FOR YOUR LIFE.

Now I’m sitting around in mis-matched clothes poking my belly. Hello belly.

Goodbye people.

Lucy  

Who needs a teddy bear when you have a geetar?

(Someone help me name it.)

lucy

Ah, spring break.

Lucy

the trouble with opacity

I was born opaque.

And I don’t like it.

I have something inside me, and it’s the best thing that has ever existed. But no one can see it, because it’s hidden. When they look at me, they see Lucy. I mean, that’s pretty normal because hey, I’m Lucy. But honestly, Lucy, and her insides, is not that great. It’s pretty dark in there, and sort of filthy. Really filthy, actually. It’s not something that should ever be seen. And it’s getting in the way of Something else being seen.

I want to be transparent. Invisible.

“But we have this treasure in jars of clay to show that this all-surpassing power is from God and not from us.”

The problem with clay jars is that you can’t see through them. You can’t see what’s inside of them unless you break them. Shatter them.

So there you have it. I want to shatter into a thousand pieces. I want to break. The problem is, I don’t know how.

I’m rambling. Goodnight.

Lucy

bubbles... and bubbles.