Thursday, July 23, 2009

To Lucy, With Love.

I received a letter this morning from my bestie, Zooey. She's a great writer, strangely poetic, but is, of course, her worst critic.

She wrote about her wishes. Like us acting more like teenagers and having fun and drinking with friends. She wrote about how she wants to maybe take up smoking again, because it makes her feel chic. And she wrote about the dream life she's always wanted, but she's down on herself about it now.

"I'm so naive and pseudo artsy because I'd like to believe that I'll live in a shoebox apartment with a bearded lumberjack (redundant) and pound out amazingness and listen to obscure bands and do what I love (God knows what that is) while being pseudo chic and reading poetry and drinking champagne and wine...I'd like to paint and sketch birds and knit hats and matching, fingerless gloves while loungin' about on my futon. And my ideas are endless, but cut short and abrupt."

And that is the mind of my pal Zooey. I think she's amazing. It's just too bad she can't see it herself.

So I, of course, am writing her back about my own dream life, though I know it's liable to never happen.

"I think I match you in the naivety department with my dream life. I want a loft and a cat and a cute historian boyfriend. I want to churn out bestselling novels and spend my days type-typing away and going out looking for inspiration and baking cakes and pies, while (like you) sipping on champagne and wine, and crocheting 10ft long scarves and I want to live in France for a few months and I want to have twins, a boy and a girl, but the boy will be born first. Half of these things will probably never happen, but I'll happily try tomake do with whatever I get."

I wish everyone out there could get their dream life.

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Yesterday my sister and I watched all three Pirates of the Carribean movies. They're actually amazingly done, I love them. And inbetween movies we made sushi and did face masks. It was great. And then we slept in the basement, watching Cake Boss and Toddlers in Tiaras until 3 in the morning.

Tonight we're watching Dr Horrible's Sing-Along Blog. Should be great fun. Joss Whedon and Neil Patrick Harris together? Yes please! As added awesomeness, Nathan Fillion (Firefly and Castle) and Simon Helberg (The Big Bang Theory) are tossed in! Tres excited.

It's the middle of summer in Canada right now, but it feels like Fall. Something is clearly up.

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