A break from routine
The situation has sorted itself again, I still don't know who it was, but I figured if it was someone I knew, i'd've found out by now.
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Things I have learnt this week that make me smile:-
Schools can no longer use the term "brain storm" as it is offensive to people with epilepsy. I mean, how many epileptics really think that?
They can also, no longer use rechargable batteries as they are more harmful to children than other batteries if put in kids mouths. Yeah, i get that, but surely the idea is to not let the kids put 'em there in the first place?
Bill murray/Wes Anderson/Steve Zissou. They do it again. God bless 'em.
Rilo Kiley. They truly are THE SHIT. I wish I could write lyrics like that girl.
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Well, the whole, "go out get kissed" idea went tits up pretty quick. I went out and got bored pretty much.
It seems strange. This is the first time i've felt anything like loneliness for a good maybe 5 months, I guess before i was trying to escape the mess that was the last little "endeavour", and I guess right now, i've finally caught up with myself and started asking questions about what I want. It might sound over the top and pretentious, but I know I want a muse, I'm sick of running around the same two or three ideas in my head and trying to get variation.
But I don't want the hassle, I don't want the fear, I don't want, well I don't want to get it wrong and end up with a carbon copy of HER again. That would not, in any way, be cool.
And how the fuck does a guy who's shyness around women is just getting worse and worse and worse, go up to a girl and say all the things he wants to say? I mean, what constitutes charming in the first place?
I'm supposed to be making a mix cd, but don't know what to put on it. What the one track a guy can put on a cd that says "madam, I think you are the shit. I hardly know you, but there's something about you that makes me think that." God i'm stupid. I really really really am.
but hey, she's hot, they're all hot, and as such, there are prettier boys. Ah well
"and the talking turns to touching, and the touching turns to sex, and then there is no mystery left"
I wish.
xxx
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Things I have learnt this week that make me smile:-
Schools can no longer use the term "brain storm" as it is offensive to people with epilepsy. I mean, how many epileptics really think that?
They can also, no longer use rechargable batteries as they are more harmful to children than other batteries if put in kids mouths. Yeah, i get that, but surely the idea is to not let the kids put 'em there in the first place?
Bill murray/Wes Anderson/Steve Zissou. They do it again. God bless 'em.
Rilo Kiley. They truly are THE SHIT. I wish I could write lyrics like that girl.
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Well, the whole, "go out get kissed" idea went tits up pretty quick. I went out and got bored pretty much.
It seems strange. This is the first time i've felt anything like loneliness for a good maybe 5 months, I guess before i was trying to escape the mess that was the last little "endeavour", and I guess right now, i've finally caught up with myself and started asking questions about what I want. It might sound over the top and pretentious, but I know I want a muse, I'm sick of running around the same two or three ideas in my head and trying to get variation.
But I don't want the hassle, I don't want the fear, I don't want, well I don't want to get it wrong and end up with a carbon copy of HER again. That would not, in any way, be cool.
And how the fuck does a guy who's shyness around women is just getting worse and worse and worse, go up to a girl and say all the things he wants to say? I mean, what constitutes charming in the first place?
I'm supposed to be making a mix cd, but don't know what to put on it. What the one track a guy can put on a cd that says "madam, I think you are the shit. I hardly know you, but there's something about you that makes me think that." God i'm stupid. I really really really am.
but hey, she's hot, they're all hot, and as such, there are prettier boys. Ah well
"and the talking turns to touching, and the touching turns to sex, and then there is no mystery left"
I wish.
xxx