Dear people who read my blogs,
I'm sorry I have waited so long to post a note. I guess anything is better than nothing, so I thought I would show off my bangs, why not! Plus winter is almost over so we can all stop hibernating in bed now and look at boobs on SG because that's what Springtime is really about. I love it.

I love automne! It's the prettiest season I find.

The sorceress cradles her dried and kinked herbs in a small vessel; sacred and powerful. As the ceremony of life ceases, the ritual thereby begins. The element of fire, in its entrancing nature, flows and flickers from the brunt of the torch, as the sorceress joins its hot, flaming mass to the cluster of sacred herbs. As the two forces melt into one, clouds of smoke begin to billow from the glowing embers, gathering around her as she inhales the sweet dying aroma, breathing it into her body, from the depths of her belly to the heights of her head, into the far reaches of her exploring mind. Slowly the visions of truth manifest in her mind's eye and she begins to realize: that's some good shit, man.

I love suicide girls! Theyre so sexy.

Last night was a late one so it sucked having to get up early to clean up my house so my landlord can show my apartment to people. So I had a blt for breakfast and a cookie for lunch, and now I'm gonna have a nap and then go to an outdoor rave in the cloudy wind! Should be excellent!!

I was being a whiny bitch when I wrote my last blog. But I can't apologize because it was sincere, although a bit self-indulgent. Sometimes reading about other people's problems is annoying, right? But perfectionists are never happy, there's always something missing. That's all I have to say about that.
I'm keep trying to make an appointment to get a tattoo but each time I decide that I don't like the design anymore. God, I'm neurotic. (Any ideas?)

Time to eat some Jamaican patties and watch House episodes. I wonder if House is every gonna get freaky with Cuddy... Here is my favourite word to describe sex: 'mounting'. I'm going to take you home and I'm going to mount you, real good.
Sometimes I feel like the little mermaid, a fish out of water, banished by circumstance from her natural home, and unable to express herself properly, while men waste my time deciding if they have the balls to kiss me, while evil-doing girls send me curses from back home. (which is why I prefer to be attracted to girls than jealous of them!)
La vie est vraiment Fuckee.
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I'm finally back online after having a major virus destroy my computer... Eventually I was able to re-boot it, which is great but also it sucks having everything erased. After all that, the monitor of my laptop broke off one of it's hinges so it's fucking depressing to use my computer.
Finally winter is over, and I feel a little bit less suicidal. On the subject of suicide, I feel slashing my wrists with frustration that my set was never approved. Oh that set, I waited for an hour while my photographer was stuck in an elevator shaft. Fun, fun, fun. I dunno what to do, I feel like throwing myself to the bottom of a lake. I hate my life.

my crash diet lasted like a week before I couldn't afford damn organic shit and health foods every day. So I'm back to raisin bread and coffee breakfasts. Kinda frustrating. I'm leaving for Quebec for a week and it's literally costing me every penny that I have right now, so it better end up being worthwhile. I guess I should start packing since i'm leaving in 12 hours?

Can people with multiple personalities keep themselves company?
I wish I had multiple personalities that were more simple and defined than just one complicated personality....

If you don't like self-indulgent writing, stop reading now.

I was reminded of my ex today while responding to an email and I would just like to use this semi-public forum to say that he was a giant cowering douche-face who deserves to have a large piano, or anvil, or box of axes dropped onto him, from a high building, while he tries to run away like the selfish coward he is. And then he explodes like bloody fireworks! Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!!!!

Ah.. That felt pretty good.

allllright so I decided to go on a crash-vegan-diet because I think i must have a food allergy that makes me fucking freak out, man. Like I drank a milkshake and almost had an emotional breakdown. I refuse to believe that that was the real me. SO I thought I'd drag myself through the withdrawal of my coffee and chocolate addiction (coffee could make me schizophrenic, apparently!) and eat like a little japanese granny for a while. So this is going to suck because I'm a big comfort food girl and I pretty much get through winter by bingeing out like there's no tomorrow. In other news, my set in review, the one where I'm getting all wet, was described as "very straight" by a friend. That must be why it's so hard for me to get girls! So I will have to do something about that. I have to run to work now. Y'all better appreciate I'm late so you can read these words