Holy Hannah, did ya see that?! There I am, casually pulling lint balls off my sweaters and contemplating the spaces between my toes when I realize we’ve come upon another Friday.
You know what that means, don’t you?
That’s right: it’s Ask Pearl’s iPod Day, the day in which I continue in my misguided and disreputable quest to determine the weekend’s outcome through the songs that play on my morning’s bus commute.
Shining Star by Earth Wind and Fire
For the Girl by The Fratellis
Symptom of the Universe by Black Sabbath
Shine on You Crazy Diamond by Pink Floyd
Fences by Phoenix
F*ck You by Lily Allen
Hmm. Looks like a handful of Mystery Pills. I’d be careful of those if I were you. Probably going to want to take those with a friend, maybe dial 9-1- and then hold off on that final “1” until it truly does end up as bad as it looks.
And maybe forewarned is forearmed, eh? Maybe there are clues everywhere, we’ve only to look.
Take my recent foray into self-mutilation, for example. I’ve bitten the inside of my mouth around 30,000 times in the last 24 hours. Why? Well, technically it’s because once you’ve bitten the inside of your own mouth it tends to swell, thus making it easier to do again.
That’s the technical reason.
The real reason?
Glad you asked.
As previously noted, I’m a symbolic kind of gal. The things that I believe/suspect tend to show up on my body. The stigmata has yet to manifest (note to self: convert to Catholicism) but it wouldn’t surprise me.
The mind, and the way it interacts with the human body, is a terrible thing to taste.
Or something like that.
And so I’ve been wondering: why, really, do I keep biting the inside of my lower lip?
I’ve come to the conclusion that I talk too much and don’t listen enough.
Which, interestingly enough, will coincide with Mary and I taking a job Saturday morning wherein we will, silently, be present as people take certification tests in Nursing.
Will that be enough to bail me out of my current bite-pain-swell-bite-pain-swell cycle?
Stay tuned for the answers to this and other fascinating questions.
And have a good weekend, my friend.