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6.30.2003
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dear sirs,
it has come to my attention that i am not currently adorned in a bit of black and i deemed it urgent to inform you of this situation. i'm not sure if you remember, so i will go ahead and remind you of the last time i opted not to wear any black clothing. two words: nine eleven. i'm sure you recall now. and the time before that? well, a little web page was created called "Apocalypse Now: World End 1999" documenting the occasion. that is why i'm writing this letter.
i feel it is in everyone's best interest that i announce publicly that today is in fact another day of pure, unashamed color. not white, not gray, not black. instead, i am in fact sporting some lovely sky blue trousers, complete with brown stitching and accompanying these pants is a short sleeved shirt of the same aforementioned brown hue along with a pair of complimentary brown open-toed shoes. the undergarments are a deep burgundy shade, both brasier and underpants.
i will not apologize for my wardrobe choices. i simply cannot be held responsible for the entire world's well-being. please note that i am not to be made liable for any travesties or grave incidents that may take place on this fateful day. i'm just a girl who has to get dressed every morning...your empathy and concern for these issues is duly appreciated.
yours in non-grayscale, i remain...
dana j. robinson
update
5:45pm pst - nothing bad has happened. nothing good has happened. something has to happen. anything.
update #2
9:36pm pst - nothing bad has happened. something good has happened but it's a secret for now. something else is going to happen soon. i promise.
update #3
11:09 pm pst - nothing bad. everything good. except one thing. i forgot the obligatory swedish. and goodnight.
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6.29.2003
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there seems to be only just barely enough room in my life for one vice at a time and this becomes especially complicated when i want to drink coffee, work out, friendster (yeah, it's a verb now), make sure i'm still #1, sleep with whomever, smoke whatever, drink wine, and eat beef all at the same crazy time. which is often. right now, for instance. can i multitask my addictions? i think i can. i'm gonna try.
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6.27.2003
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i am on coffee #2 and i am invisible. i mean invincible. i am going to buy things i can't afford and hit on people out of my league. i am going to live beyond my means. i am going to see where it takes me. or...i am going to crash in like an hour and take a nap. it's all or nothing with me.
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6.26.2003
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  happy 10th anniversary, sweet eyebrow ring. it was a good run while it lasted. goodnight.
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6.24.2003
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if my anger is piss and you are the toilet, well, you better brace yourself because i've been holding it in all fucking day and i'm just about ready to burst.
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6.21.2003
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taglines found on the cutting board in the marketing department at the Open Marriage HQ:
"open marriage means both people cheat"
"open marriage means two sluts hooked up for life"
"open marriages are a sham"
"open marriage, closed heart"
"open marriage, open legs"
"open marriage means never having to say you're married"
"open marriage: committed to infidelity"
"open marriage: too selfish to stay faithful, too scared to stay single"
"open marriage: wanna fuck?"
"open marriage keeps STD doctors in business"
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6.20.2003
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michael says things in this graceful way that most people only dream about.
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6.16.2003
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the difference between a lot of people and me is that a lot of people simply need to feel needed whereas i feel the need to actually need.
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6.12.2003
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i've spent the better part of my adult life building beautiful ice castles. ornate. complex. idealistic. utopian structures defying the status quo. i'm spending the better part of today drinking a tall, cold glass of the recently constructed and now melted east wing. it's delicious and bittersweet. my thirst is quenched, though i can't say i'm wholly satisfied. *a nod to the boy who gave me this analogy*
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