and now, no secrets

maybe... there is a theory of secrets of course that claims that secrets increase interest and attention because people like to explore secrets kind of like people slow down and hang their necks out the window when driving past an accident and their reduction in speed is directly correlated inversely to the amount of smashed metal and broken glass and red puddles visible on the ground, so perhaps there will be secrets after all because i am an attention whore deep down, after all...

it probably has nothing to do with the fact that the once in a millennium 12/12/12 occurred recently nor does it have anything to do with craig ferguson getting a golden globe nomination or even barbara walters ridiculous (or most fascinating, from a clinical and/or sociological standpoint) choices for most fascinating people... no wonder she wouldn't go on the view, whatever that is (as if there is only one view, aye?...

we still don't have a christmas tree up... craig has a couple or few on his set and he doesn't even live there... it's probably because jackson isn't here enough and she doesn't love me anymore (worms, worms, he's calling for the worms... and send in the clowns too), or maybe it's just that we are trying not to spend money and she won't be here for christmas and she knows i am relatively ambivalent about the whole holiday season as i am about most human rituals... but i love it when someone cares enough about me and respects and trusts me to share theirs and want me to be part of it...

i have hardly moved my arm this week, after all...

don't hate me cuz i'm ambivalent :}