Didn’t know him

With all this Heath business in the news, I’m reminded of River Phoenix and how confused I was at 15.

My sister and I had kept a poster of him in our bathroom. I wasn’t sure if I was supposed to be sad since I didn’t actually know him. I wasn’t sure if the poster made it OK to mourn him.

I’m pretty sure this song was about it. Actually, I like this one better.

I’m the Whitney

With the writers’ strike still going strong, there’s little to occupy me during the scary hours after the gym and before bed. So, to avoid thinking about my recent break-up, I’ve been visiting the websites of teen magazines and taking the quizzes.

Thanks to Cosmo Girl, I know that if I were a Hills character, I would be Whitney, that my hip-hop boyfriend is Nelly, and that my ex broke up with me because he thought of me as a gal pal.

I’ve also learned about sex.

For months, I’ve been looking for answers. Finally, I have them.

Welcome to the Crazy.

Four crazies. One blog. Many, many lonely nights of typing and crying. Enjoy!