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I have a list of things I should do. These include posting in the welcome wagon and being more social. I'll get to them when I get to them, I figure. Also high on that list is a rendezvous with a person I should have said goodbye to and given an explanation on that list. Topping that list is scandalous activity with Victoria Beckham (I can come out of the closet, see; maybe I just did). It's been a long time since I've done this. Going to take awhile to get back into the groove. Maybe I owe people reasons for leaving, maybe it's too late for that now. I'd like to think of this as a sort of second chance or redemption instead.
I'm in London, back from Tokyo now. In my usual fashion of hurry up get reaccquainted get the bloody show on the road, I dragged Kristin to Tokyo and we ate sushi until we couldn't stomach anymore. It's interesting, raw fish. Probably because it isn't cooked fish. All those sushi phobics out there, you should honestly try it. Isn't that bad. Step out of your comfort zones. And ta, Kristin, for the layout. I should let you hack my account more often. Also, thanks to _______ for the paid account.
Let's see. I've been recording. I've been doing promotion. The usual really. I need to do something scandalous to shake my life up and paint the town red again. It's been a long time coming. I have enough frequent flyer miles for anyone. I'll look high and wide until I can find what it is I'm looking for; and then some until I find it and grasp it. People change over time. Months is a long enough time for that change to take place. I wouldn't say I'm more settled or subdued; far from it. I still want to run the streets and scream, I still have a desire to rock until the end of the world even if there isn't anyone listening. There's just a different wind now. I want to do things cautiously and I want to do things carefully. Here's to learning experiences. My reckless streak is still intact somewhere.
It's sad to see a space in a place I once used to fit so well. This is how you go with the wind and change shapes a bit each time. I've survived, now give me my trophy.
I'm in London, back from Tokyo now. In my usual fashion of hurry up get reaccquainted get the bloody show on the road, I dragged Kristin to Tokyo and we ate sushi until we couldn't stomach anymore. It's interesting, raw fish. Probably because it isn't cooked fish. All those sushi phobics out there, you should honestly try it. Isn't that bad. Step out of your comfort zones. And ta, Kristin, for the layout. I should let you hack my account more often. Also, thanks to _______ for the paid account.
Let's see. I've been recording. I've been doing promotion. The usual really. I need to do something scandalous to shake my life up and paint the town red again. It's been a long time coming. I have enough frequent flyer miles for anyone. I'll look high and wide until I can find what it is I'm looking for; and then some until I find it and grasp it. People change over time. Months is a long enough time for that change to take place. I wouldn't say I'm more settled or subdued; far from it. I still want to run the streets and scream, I still have a desire to rock until the end of the world even if there isn't anyone listening. There's just a different wind now. I want to do things cautiously and I want to do things carefully. Here's to learning experiences. My reckless streak is still intact somewhere.
It's sad to see a space in a place I once used to fit so well. This is how you go with the wind and change shapes a bit each time. I've survived, now give me my trophy.