7:50 p.m. - 2007-04-04
We stayed at a B and B last weekend on the water, and met soem really cool ex-hippies, and I learned that ex-hippies in the real world are really just hippies with jobs. And that made me happy.
I can be a hippie with a job.
They were telling me about a new kind of community called cooperative housing, or something like that, where a bunch of friends buy up an apartment building or large house and live together, sharing meals. etc. And I thought how cool. I'd love to live with some of my friends in a huge house n' stuff. Of course, someone else will have to mow the lawn.
And life goes on.
Wouldn't be so lonely. I men. I'm not miserably lonely, but I feel increasingly like I want someone to hang with who thinks I'm the coolest, prettiest, smartest, cuddliest person in the whole world. And not to jinx myself, I should add that this is a man whom I would feel the same way about.
Oh, and I think I just fossilized those eggs I was boiling...