My Life - as it stands...
Oct. 3rd, 2007 01:22 amRight.
Firstly, for anyone interested in knowing who I am, I suggest you head on over to: http://ilovemysleep.blogspot.com
On that blog, is my life, as I see it. I can't maintain two or three blogs - though i tried - so this is it.
In conclusion, I am a workaholic insomniac who is a music and chocolate lover with a weakness for theatre. I drink too much. I make an ass of myself often. I get crushes on the wrong men. I make bad decisions, wrong choices and wade through the circumstances. I fuck up often, especially when my pride is involved.
I fancy myself a writer, yet I wither in comparision to most good writers - I blame my sucky time consuming job. I read far too much and am convinced I was born in the wrong era.
Love old musicals, hate most modern thrillers. Love the internet, yet hate the scene and scenesters.
I can and love to sing and dance, yet I haven't done either in eons.
I have chronic foot in mouth syndrome.
The one man I may ever consider marrying will hate me if he ever finds out I slept with his brother.
I was a call girl for a while - I wasn't very good at it.
I lie, cheat, steal, and envy. I am not a good or nice person.
I live in my head.
I hide all my evils under a layer of eccentricity. But I feel the layer fading.
Soon, I will be found out.
The world is a good and happy place most days. I don't think of killing myself, but when I consider where I am at this moment in my life, I get very blue...Louis and Ella Blue...know what I mean?????
I'm too old for one scene and too late for the other.
I try.
I fail.
I am human.
Hate me.
Like me.
I'm not bothered.
this is afterall the internet...cyberspace...and you don't know me.
I dare you to try.
Firstly, for anyone interested in knowing who I am, I suggest you head on over to: http://ilovemysleep.blogspot.com
On that blog, is my life, as I see it. I can't maintain two or three blogs - though i tried - so this is it.
In conclusion, I am a workaholic insomniac who is a music and chocolate lover with a weakness for theatre. I drink too much. I make an ass of myself often. I get crushes on the wrong men. I make bad decisions, wrong choices and wade through the circumstances. I fuck up often, especially when my pride is involved.
I fancy myself a writer, yet I wither in comparision to most good writers - I blame my sucky time consuming job. I read far too much and am convinced I was born in the wrong era.
Love old musicals, hate most modern thrillers. Love the internet, yet hate the scene and scenesters.
I can and love to sing and dance, yet I haven't done either in eons.
I have chronic foot in mouth syndrome.
The one man I may ever consider marrying will hate me if he ever finds out I slept with his brother.
I was a call girl for a while - I wasn't very good at it.
I lie, cheat, steal, and envy. I am not a good or nice person.
I live in my head.
I hide all my evils under a layer of eccentricity. But I feel the layer fading.
Soon, I will be found out.
The world is a good and happy place most days. I don't think of killing myself, but when I consider where I am at this moment in my life, I get very blue...Louis and Ella Blue...know what I mean?????
I'm too old for one scene and too late for the other.
I try.
I fail.
I am human.
Hate me.
Like me.
I'm not bothered.
this is afterall the internet...cyberspace...and you don't know me.
I dare you to try.