Instead of working, I’m flipping through an old notebook I kept when I was sixteen; a scrapbook of decoupaged pages of magazine clippings and ads for haunted houses, stream-of-consciousness scribblings, and my signature brand of really stupid poems. Also apparently I was running a CD rental program and kept a log of who had what and when it was returned.
It seems on one really special occasion, I felt compelled to list my idols at the top of one the pages.
- Michael Myers
- Jason Voorhees
- Ellen DeGeneres
- Bizzie Bone, of Bone Thugs n Harmony fame
- Jennifer Aniston
- El DeBarge
No wonder my parents are so proud of me.
Hopefully, I still have time to become a lesbian psychopathic (just a few breakdowns away!) killer with awesome flow, a penchant for chainsaws, and perfect hair before falling into obscurity (seriously, El, where did you go?). Luckily, I already have the ‘brat’ part mastered.
I don’t have any idols anymore.