janet

I majored in music for a time in college. I remember seeing a picture in my Jazz textbook of Beiderbeck holding his instrument. I guess he was pretty huge at the time, but now he's basically a historical afterthought. A beautiful tragedy.

i can't remember who it is right now, but i have a friend whose dad is phobic of buttons. damn, it's making my brain work to figure it out. when (if) i do, we should introduce them to each other. gotta be a weird phobia. mine is small metal objects, touching my skin or (the worst) my mouth/teeth/tongue. so yeah, piercings are out. the dentist is mighty unpleasant too, i might add. luckily my brother is my dentist and he numbs up my mouth before doing anything in there.

i dated a boy once who couldn't touch ceramic tile. the sink and the toilet were fine, but he had to wear flipflops in the shower. i feel bad that i thought that was silly, especially since i made him take off his jewelry at the door...

ahh phobias

p.s. i eat with plastic forks/spoons whenever possible