I'm BAAAAAAACK!!!
Hurray!!!! Jess is Back!! *arnie voice* I'm back!
HURRAY AGAIN!
so yes, i've finally beaten most of that dreadful depression off, with thanks to a couple of very very glorious friends who have helped me though lately. I have wonderful friends and they know who they are and they know that I love them and even though they've gone to great trouble putting up with all my bad times, they also know they'll reap all the benefits of a healthy stupidly insane jess back in the world again!
Thank you to everyone who's sent me good vibes, cause i've been feelin em. it's rawkin.
I'm drawing again. I'm cooking again. I'm dancing again. I'm even shaving my legs in a timely manner again!! (that's a huge hurray!)
Gig was fun last night. I was feeling a little hyperactive, on my new high of being alive again and also much much lack of sleep lately. I'm broke and can't afford beer. This is never a good thing, but still had fun talking to wierdos and giving shauny stupid hugs! Oh and embarrassing moments of the night countdown:
3: having my wrap around dress fly open on st paul's terrace as a car full of fuck heads drove past.
2: ...certain vocalists who were a little TOO impressed with my clevage -_-;
1: seeing a dude sitting at the bar at the end of the night, thinking it was
latere, dancing up to him yelling over the band, "HEY! i thought you'd gone!" and then leaning closer to inspect face and continuing to babble complete rubbish... then realising it was someone else. Not just anyone else of course, but a guy who tried (very very nicely) to pick me up with shots at the gig that was at the Rev... oh dear. "oh. sorry! i thought you were someone else... do I know you?" "uh, yeah, remember me? I bought you those sambucca shots and asked you out?" ... *sigh* that was awkward. he's such a sweet genuine fellow though. so then i promptly ran out the door.
GOOD TIMES!
ps. knee still bung. ow.
HURRAY AGAIN!
so yes, i've finally beaten most of that dreadful depression off, with thanks to a couple of very very glorious friends who have helped me though lately. I have wonderful friends and they know who they are and they know that I love them and even though they've gone to great trouble putting up with all my bad times, they also know they'll reap all the benefits of a healthy stupidly insane jess back in the world again!
Thank you to everyone who's sent me good vibes, cause i've been feelin em. it's rawkin.
I'm drawing again. I'm cooking again. I'm dancing again. I'm even shaving my legs in a timely manner again!! (that's a huge hurray!)
Gig was fun last night. I was feeling a little hyperactive, on my new high of being alive again and also much much lack of sleep lately. I'm broke and can't afford beer. This is never a good thing, but still had fun talking to wierdos and giving shauny stupid hugs! Oh and embarrassing moments of the night countdown:
3: having my wrap around dress fly open on st paul's terrace as a car full of fuck heads drove past.
2: ...certain vocalists who were a little TOO impressed with my clevage -_-;
1: seeing a dude sitting at the bar at the end of the night, thinking it was
latere, dancing up to him yelling over the band, "HEY! i thought you'd gone!" and then leaning closer to inspect face and continuing to babble complete rubbish... then realising it was someone else. Not just anyone else of course, but a guy who tried (very very nicely) to pick me up with shots at the gig that was at the Rev... oh dear. "oh. sorry! i thought you were someone else... do I know you?" "uh, yeah, remember me? I bought you those sambucca shots and asked you out?" ... *sigh* that was awkward. he's such a sweet genuine fellow though. so then i promptly ran out the door.
GOOD TIMES!
ps. knee still bung. ow.