uh oh...
I'm back in LJ business. This could be dangerous. But what incited this return, you ask. I don't know exactly. A latent desire to write maybe, to tangibly reflect? Or perhaps I just need a seemingly legitimate distraction from self-imposed chores. Either way, it feels nice.
I take a long time to write. I want every sentence to be perfectly crafted but effortless in appearance. That's kind of difficult, and irritating, to admit. I feel like I'm misleading people. But this confession hopefully will allay some of the guilt that probably shouldn't be there in the first place. I like writing, and I can be a perfectionist if I want.
But I digress. I have much more important things to report...like how I'm being a disgusting bum and eating rainbow chip frosting as a snack. Ewww that's so gross. It sounds worse when I read it. Maybe writing about my shortcomings (is an unhealthy diet a shortcoming?) will help me to overcome them. One can only hope.
In other news, I had a fabulous time at Bethany's little pre-birthday shindig last night. Reminiscent of old times. Unfortunately, the absence of dear friends Sarah and Bettina was glaringly apparent. I miss you ladies a lot. But I did get to spin poi and wear a glowing pink wig. I apologize if my spinning indoors is obnoxious -- feel free to tackle me and truss me up if you want me to stop, since I don't respond to mere requests. I danced too. And ate some of Heather's absolutely delicious beyond belief red velvet cake with cream cheese icing topped with cherries and almonds. A little slice of heaven, to be sure. And the abuse of illegal substances - illegal for me, at least - took place in fine style. Corona, PBR, Natural Ice, Carlo Rossi...all the sophisticated beverages. Really though, thank you Bethany, for your unending generosity. You're too kind.
I guess that's it for now. I can't promise that I'll continue updating, but I have a feeling I'll stick around for a bit.
Anyone up for a rousing game of Extreme Dicking?
I take a long time to write. I want every sentence to be perfectly crafted but effortless in appearance. That's kind of difficult, and irritating, to admit. I feel like I'm misleading people. But this confession hopefully will allay some of the guilt that probably shouldn't be there in the first place. I like writing, and I can be a perfectionist if I want.
But I digress. I have much more important things to report...like how I'm being a disgusting bum and eating rainbow chip frosting as a snack. Ewww that's so gross. It sounds worse when I read it. Maybe writing about my shortcomings (is an unhealthy diet a shortcoming?) will help me to overcome them. One can only hope.
In other news, I had a fabulous time at Bethany's little pre-birthday shindig last night. Reminiscent of old times. Unfortunately, the absence of dear friends Sarah and Bettina was glaringly apparent. I miss you ladies a lot. But I did get to spin poi and wear a glowing pink wig. I apologize if my spinning indoors is obnoxious -- feel free to tackle me and truss me up if you want me to stop, since I don't respond to mere requests. I danced too. And ate some of Heather's absolutely delicious beyond belief red velvet cake with cream cheese icing topped with cherries and almonds. A little slice of heaven, to be sure. And the abuse of illegal substances - illegal for me, at least - took place in fine style. Corona, PBR, Natural Ice, Carlo Rossi...all the sophisticated beverages. Really though, thank you Bethany, for your unending generosity. You're too kind.
I guess that's it for now. I can't promise that I'll continue updating, but I have a feeling I'll stick around for a bit.
Anyone up for a rousing game of Extreme Dicking?