Ramadan...
“When I was 5 years old, my mother always told me that happiness was the key to life. When I went to school, they asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. I wrote down happy. They told me I didn't understand the assignment. I told them they didn't understand life.”
- John Lennon
Before I get started, at about 11 something this morning, Addy was born. I now have six personalities. She’s outgoing, hard headed and fun… She’s also a bit of a party girl. (*points* I see nothing good coming from this) She’s worse than Maze yet more calculating than Lyons. Oh, and she’s bisexual. Now I have two bisexual personalities. I’ll explain her purpose at a later date. She kinda just popped up. Just *pop* Next thing I know… I’m thinking about her all day then she starts talking to Maze and I could hear them and I realized I’d given life to yet another personality. Eh… I’m crazy. Sue me.
On to the intended entry: Ramadan! For the record, as I’ve always said, I have no religion. I tend to claim Atheism since I don’t have any of that stuff. Tho’, I do listen to the Universe. Quite a bit, actually. That being said, I’m not a Muslim. So why am I doing this? For MERE. She roped me into this… This… Month of torture! No sex, no alcohol, you can only eat to nourish yourself. Not to actually get full. It’s bedlam over here. I don’t see me making it the full thirty days. *screams* BUT, since nobody else has faith in me, I’m doing this to prove I do have will power no matter how I act. So yea, Ramadan. Kinda explains a lot. *nods* Yup. Oh, and I’m giving up the internet for Tasha since she had to give up smoking. (Which is why all these will be posted late) I’ll be climbing the walls in the next week. Grrrrrrr.
*sighs* Seriously tho’, I’m also doing this for me. I honestly believe a little cleansing of the mind might do me some good. Who knows? I might start wearing robes showing only my eyes and a hint of ankle.
Uh-huh, in this 100 degree weather. *laughs* That’ll be the day.
Later
PS: I put a little calendar thingy on my word wall just to show how serious I am.
- John Lennon
Before I get started, at about 11 something this morning, Addy was born. I now have six personalities. She’s outgoing, hard headed and fun… She’s also a bit of a party girl. (*points* I see nothing good coming from this) She’s worse than Maze yet more calculating than Lyons. Oh, and she’s bisexual. Now I have two bisexual personalities. I’ll explain her purpose at a later date. She kinda just popped up. Just *pop* Next thing I know… I’m thinking about her all day then she starts talking to Maze and I could hear them and I realized I’d given life to yet another personality. Eh… I’m crazy. Sue me.
On to the intended entry: Ramadan! For the record, as I’ve always said, I have no religion. I tend to claim Atheism since I don’t have any of that stuff. Tho’, I do listen to the Universe. Quite a bit, actually. That being said, I’m not a Muslim. So why am I doing this? For MERE. She roped me into this… This… Month of torture! No sex, no alcohol, you can only eat to nourish yourself. Not to actually get full. It’s bedlam over here. I don’t see me making it the full thirty days. *screams* BUT, since nobody else has faith in me, I’m doing this to prove I do have will power no matter how I act. So yea, Ramadan. Kinda explains a lot. *nods* Yup. Oh, and I’m giving up the internet for Tasha since she had to give up smoking. (Which is why all these will be posted late) I’ll be climbing the walls in the next week. Grrrrrrr.
*sighs* Seriously tho’, I’m also doing this for me. I honestly believe a little cleansing of the mind might do me some good. Who knows? I might start wearing robes showing only my eyes and a hint of ankle.
Uh-huh, in this 100 degree weather. *laughs* That’ll be the day.
Later
PS: I put a little calendar thingy on my word wall just to show how serious I am.