supers

i am superwoman.

survive hardcore run: check
rock out to music a la moulin rouge: check
defeat the bus system: check
look fabulous in new skirt: check
fit one tree hill AND sex & the city successfully into schedule: check
plan weekend chicago trip: check
get caught up on phone calls & e-mails: check check
buy 13 RENT tickets: check

however super i am, i still find that i am terrible TERRIBLE at talking. my words get jumbled and messy and plain idiotic. i feel as if i am attempting to stab the damn jello to the wall, while at the same time, being exposed to an audience who sees me as a little less than the brazen young lady i wish i was.