Little Black Book

Many of you know about my little black book, and I may have even referenced it here. Who knows? I write so infrequently now that I don't even remember what's in here. It's a funny thing about my writing. In my life, it has always come in jumps and starts. I will go for periods of time where I just write all the time, get the fever to hear the pen scratching across the paper or have my fingers racing across the keyboard. And ideas and thoughts [sidebar: it feels like there is a difference between ideas and thoughts -- is there??] will just pour out of me. Can't seem to stop writing and it feels like interesting stuff. Frankly, as long as it's interesting to me, I have no further cares.

What was I talking about? Oh yes. My little black book. Since I'm not a guy in the 70's with lots of chest and gold chains, what I'm referring to is a miniature composition notebook that I carry around in my purse that I use whenever I need to jot down any kind of thought or idea. That's were I collected notes from the cruise, ostensibly so I could then transfer the information to this blog to pass on.

Only it just doesn't work like that for me. I'm not very good at multi-tasking and if I'm writing somewhere, then I'm not writing anywhere else. Which means my personal journal (which I have kept off and on since I was 8) hasn't had much added to it in quite some time. QUITE some time. And apparently, these little things that I'm adding to my little black book (lbb) are now keeping me from blogging.

Which is sad, because those entries are quite often just a stoned attempt to seem deep. Sometimes it is a little deep (for me, anyways) but mostly it's things I have to do, things I don't want to forget, phone numbers, etc.

The last lbb entry was this: meteors used to crash into the Earth ALL the time. They wiped out an entire species -- so why doesn't that happen anymore? Is there a scientific explanation or are just lucky?

I mean, what I know about science, meteors, and the extinction of dinosaurs you could fit on the head of pin and have room to put all the information I know about fixing cars AND computers. Scott had to explain to me that things do still crash into the Earth, just not as large and the universe was in more chaos than it is now and I really don't need to worry about meteors crashing into Earth. I'm still not sure if he really thinks I was worried about this or if he was just giving me a hard time. I believe my exact phrase was "aren't we DUE?" He went into this big explanation about time and how it relates in space and I didn't really hear much after that other than blah blah blah.

Anyways, that's one of the more noteworthy ones. An older one that really delved into the bizarre was this one.... "Time schism... Maybe when Scott and I broke up (in 2000), we really did break up and yet he still loved me so he re-created himself just to fuck with me...." I explain this to him and further expound that my other theory is "maybe he's just an actor hired to fuck with me". He asked "who would love you so much that they would pay someone to fuck with you?" I told him that was the funny thing -- I think it's him."

They don't call it Inside Heather's Head for nothing, folks. There is some crazy stuff in here!

These are actual thoughts from Heather's head, created by a professional lunatic. Do not attempt to re-create these same thoughts in your own head as the author is not responsible for what may happen to your head.

sleepy...