confessions, by popular demand. or: the longest post you will ever read on this blog.

some not very interesting admissions:
i like monkeys. Like i reallly like monkeys. Not just like i like things with monkeys on them-- toothbrush holders with monkeys on them and keychains and stuff--but i just really like them in general. Even though in real life they are pretty mean.
When i was little, i wanted to grow up to be a monkey or an astronaut. (If i had thought i could be both i think i would have just died of PURE JOY!!!) I convinced myself that my favourite colour was yellow, because monkeys like bananas, and i figured to a monkey, yellow = bananas. And since monkeys loved bananas (how accurate is that, really? they probably eat more mangos. and i am alergic to mangos. it just wasn't meant to be... :( ..) It was not until high school that I realized that I don't even really like the colour yellow, it was apparently a monkey-lover requirement i had created in my little head. And it wasn't until just like last month that i realized i don't even really like bananas. HAH. I only like the really not ripe ones, when they don't taste banana-y. HAH.

I had these pjs when i was not so little that i sewed that had glow-in-the-dark* bananas on them.

??? glow-in-the-dark bananas. they were in the middle of being peeled, and the fruit inside the peel was the part that glowed.

again, ???

Did i think it made me more of a monkey fan to have bananas ON my pjs? We won't talk about the childrens show that came out shortly after that which just makes it look like i was a huge dork. I promise the pjs were because of monkeys, not the show. It seems suspicious, but i promise it's not that bad.

My mom would say right now 'oh, jill, i thought those pjs were so cute', but now, thinking about it, i think they were a teeeeensy bit weird.

you know how boys draw cars on their folders in elementary school (that was a long time ago for me...they probably draw gang signs now. little hoodlums.) , and girls draw like swirlies and hearts and running horses...i drew monkeys (always with bananas).

I can also make a good monkey noise. And i thought I would have a pet monkey. And the most creme de la creme of my whole sticker collection was a picture sticker of a baby orangutan. (Pronounced or-ANG-uh-TANG, by anyone not a biologist or a snob.) And I pretended my favourite runts were the bananas, but they weren't. (!) The pink ones and orange ones were the best.

Once I was trying to figure out why i had dated this certain guy in college, and i realized that it was because he would climb across the car to open my door for me...and it reminded me of a monkey**. Apparently I find things like climbing around, swinging from things, and being nimble very attractive.

So all that being said (that's not even all of it), I still love monkeys. Unabashedly. well, almost.

*loving everything that was glow-in-the-dark was, i think, somehow a childish ramification of my other obsession--astronauts

**That's HONESTLY the only reason I can think of that I would have dated him, except the fact that he played stand-up bass and was the only person that could take me on in a game of ABCs with the category of 80's bands. Also note that this was a short relationship. i am not as low-maintenance as you think.