"girl you got to put him out..."[of your head] (Miss Dynamite, me in the brackets)
Oh dear. I get into my email and have some emails from SA. I find myself enjoying writing replying banter, ie flirting. This is so not good. I so so so so DO NOT want to be obsessed with SA. If only there was someone better to obsess about. There is only one cure for obsession and that's to obsess about someone else.
On which note I'm finding myself writing an Orlando Bloom fic to please my Orlifan friends as I am causing them a little trouble by the fact that they want me on some list but I haven't published a fic on their site about OB. I'm not really into OB but it doesn't hurt. Apparently he was at Guildhall in Canterbury about the time I was at uni. Maybe I can dive into nostalgia and run one off for the hell of it.
Got an email from diesel sweeties guy saying he's about to post my book! Wooooo hooooooo!
I had some anxt recently about my form for my MA. Worrying about it. Then worrying that I wasn't worrying. Then worrying that I'm not more excited about the whole thing. But ever since Saturday and chatting to russia and some chats with Feather as well I'm just feeling tons better about it. Chilled.
What was I worrying about. Worrying it would be boring. Worrying I'd turn into a fuddy duddy. But you know I don't care if people will think I'm boring. I like my life I like the things I do. I like being me. I don't like that I can still go all shell like in the presence of too many strangers (sp if there are more male strangers than female and they happen to be attractive). But the rest I like. I don't wanna be anyone else. Not even to be in love or attached. Why bother pretending to be interested in men's conversations just to get them to like you. They'll never like you if that's what they like. They'll like your act, not you. Why worry if people aren't impressed with what you read or do for a living. It's all boring from someone's point of view. I enjoy what I enjoy. But I don't have to shove it in people's faces...not that I do...
lalalalalalala..........
:D
love you all
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On which note I'm finding myself writing an Orlando Bloom fic to please my Orlifan friends as I am causing them a little trouble by the fact that they want me on some list but I haven't published a fic on their site about OB. I'm not really into OB but it doesn't hurt. Apparently he was at Guildhall in Canterbury about the time I was at uni. Maybe I can dive into nostalgia and run one off for the hell of it.
Got an email from diesel sweeties guy saying he's about to post my book! Wooooo hooooooo!
I had some anxt recently about my form for my MA. Worrying about it. Then worrying that I wasn't worrying. Then worrying that I'm not more excited about the whole thing. But ever since Saturday and chatting to russia and some chats with Feather as well I'm just feeling tons better about it. Chilled.
What was I worrying about. Worrying it would be boring. Worrying I'd turn into a fuddy duddy. But you know I don't care if people will think I'm boring. I like my life I like the things I do. I like being me. I don't like that I can still go all shell like in the presence of too many strangers (sp if there are more male strangers than female and they happen to be attractive). But the rest I like. I don't wanna be anyone else. Not even to be in love or attached. Why bother pretending to be interested in men's conversations just to get them to like you. They'll never like you if that's what they like. They'll like your act, not you. Why worry if people aren't impressed with what you read or do for a living. It's all boring from someone's point of view. I enjoy what I enjoy. But I don't have to shove it in people's faces...not that I do...
lalalalalalala..........
:D
love you all
QR