take me back to your house

i tried to read a lot more during last 2 weeks , but i guess stupid people just can't help it , so i went shopping and instead of getting more intelligent I got a new autumn jacket . but at what price ! and i don't feel guilty not watching cultural programmes , what can i do , they're too late at night.

replacing my socks&underwear resources made me ready for nyc , now i just need to get all beautiful and thin/well-built.
is this all a part of the process of coming back to my real age from my teenage phase ?

uh , oh , last week i was called beautiful , and then even SEXY [blimey!] , godbless all those internet profiles , and btw , how do you make internet friendships , how does one find internet friends ?
i even pushed myself into writing an email , yes , writing an email , people were nice last week , nice things were happening , with good music , fast internet connections , new episodes , cakes, presents & stuff , and suddenly [the homeless] was visited by a new vip of modern literature scene , who accused me of not being patriotic and warned me against a certain nazi. [ i can't stop reading ]

so , anyway , a long time not seen friend shows up , we go on a diet together , eat jellies and clean the house , long introductions , life changes' descriptions & things that occurred in my life recently , things Harvey Milk would be proud of , things that make another day a happy one & bring good feelings. [went out on 2 dates , but later trashed 'it' ]

i start to wonder if i need a role model , am i a lonely teddybear from some kind of a fairy story , who hopes to travel one day to that place where all bears are? [ like that story with a walking toster ]