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You know, I was lying on my bed eating dinner and I suddenly looked over and my little pink elephant was lying on his side grinning at me in a companionable way. My elephant is so cool. I think he's the only one I still play with or sleep with on a regular basis. The little guy is so old I can't even remember what he was like when he was young. Er, I mean new. In fact he's older than some of the little IVers. That's so wierd. Yeah, that was pretty much the point of this e-mail. My mom once traumatized me when she hid him for a long time and told me she threw him away. I think I was ...nine? Ten? Anyway, I cried like a little girl for a while and when she finally gave him back after a few weeks I don't think I put him down once ...well, ok MAYBE when I had to go to school, at risk of getting beat up by the other kids, but when I was home I carried with me all the time so my mom wouldn't throw him away again. I think I hid him when I went to school. You know, if I didn't already have an unnatural attachment to my elephant at that time, I think that would have done it. Yup. I bet it's my mom's fault I still like stuffed animals. Well ok, except for the little elephant because he's just cool. Oh and once I was REALLY traumatized when I had my elephant with me at the park (ok I was maybe eleven or twelve, but we've already established that I'm psychotic and I had a VERY strange childhood!) and this dog GRABBED him and RAN OFF WITH HIM. I froze in terror. Before I realized I had a tennis racquet in my hand and the dog had my ELEPHANT. Unfortunately I couldn't catch him, but the owner managed to get my elephant back to me. Eventually. I think that is why I associate my BB gun with animals now. My little elephant is so cool Hmm I think I really need some sleep I was going to write some personal notes but then I realized that I don't have something to say to EVERYONE, and I'm so sensitive and caring that I don't want anyone to feel left out of my attention. So I didn't write to anyone. Kind of convenient. So anyway, you guys I don't have anything to say to probably KNOW WHO YOU ARE! (Yes, you're the ones who will be sending me irate e-mails tomorrow) P.S. Ok TWO short notes - no Bert, I am not smoking crack! And, Mr. Andy, that was probably the first and LAST time anyone in IV ever sees me play basketball again! Like dancing, it is one of the few public activities that I am INCREDIBLY INCREDIBLY bad at. I like humiliation but I would prefer it generally happen to other people! Return to the Table of Contents Return to Home |