i have a job interview this afternoon. cross your fingers, okay? i could use some good mojo.
i've been listening to nothing but the life aquatic soundtrack, thinking about how i really should have learned portuguese as a kid because then mom and i could talk to each other without anyone else knowing what we're saying. brazilian portuguese is different from mainland portuguese, but they're close enough. it also makes me think a lot about david bowie and how he was the first real crush i had on a man. as a teenager i was madly in love with a slew of thin boys with pretty faces. while i still like the look of a slender, lovely man, experience has taught me that i prefer to get my hands on a man with a bit more meat on his bones. but really, you can't ever shake those first crushes. if i were to get to meet david bowie ever, rest assured i'd burst into tears like a crazy fan-girl. how could i not?