Back in Los Angeles for turkey. I'm quite stoked. My mom is a bit of a... mmm... non-traditionalist about food and it's lovely that we're going somewhere else to eat. This is the same woman who provides deli sushi at Christmas, so I'm pretty happy that cooking is safely out of her hands this evening...
Unfortunately, the internet access is slow as molasses. My mom had yet to install service pack 2 when I arrived -- oi. Poor computer. I shudder to think of the thousands of computers out there, with owners who would gladly send money to Nigerian investors...
I have a photo shoot on Tuesday, I have a photo shoot on Tuesday, I have I have I have --
-- in real life, I dance around repeating phrases and dissolving into incoherency QUITE OFTEN. It can't be just the drugs, it really just can't... Anyway. The shoot will be wonderful, I am sure, because I am driven by -- this time -- THEORY. This shoot is going to fuck with all of y'alls' headpieces in terms of the Gaze (tm)...
What am I grateful for? Foremost, for myself at this point in my life. I'm going through documents from years ago, when I was the depressed-est teenager this side of the Paclantic Ocean. (You would not believe the number of magazines I possess with the Cure on the cover). And I can understand, from this, with the addition of maturity, academic discipline and heavy drug use, here I am. I'm so much happier and contented with myself than I conceived I could be, back in high school. I'll threaten myself to not read my 14-year-old-self's blogs... oh, that would be filled with black and very very few exclamation points!
Somehow -- I can't imagine that I could be sadder at any point in the future. I mean... I'm so goddamn COOL. And even if... even if he leaves me, even if my face falls off and I forget the tenets of my academic discipline, even if I'm suddenly struck with a malady which prevents me from reading continuously... oh, I still have myself. And it's taken me until today to completely realize that.
(SEX)
I also have some very saucy pictures of myself that I took when I was 16. But that'd just be ILLEGAL.
Do you want to see me naked (now)? For YOU? Yeah, you know you do. So hook me up with cameras4free for copious sexiness. And free cameras. For me, that is. (Alternately, following a completed order you can also rreceive a check for $325, which is terribly awesome.) You know the drill, gentle readers.
Unfortunately, the internet access is slow as molasses. My mom had yet to install service pack 2 when I arrived -- oi. Poor computer. I shudder to think of the thousands of computers out there, with owners who would gladly send money to Nigerian investors...
I have a photo shoot on Tuesday, I have a photo shoot on Tuesday, I have I have I have --
-- in real life, I dance around repeating phrases and dissolving into incoherency QUITE OFTEN. It can't be just the drugs, it really just can't... Anyway. The shoot will be wonderful, I am sure, because I am driven by -- this time -- THEORY. This shoot is going to fuck with all of y'alls' headpieces in terms of the Gaze (tm)...
What am I grateful for? Foremost, for myself at this point in my life. I'm going through documents from years ago, when I was the depressed-est teenager this side of the Paclantic Ocean. (You would not believe the number of magazines I possess with the Cure on the cover). And I can understand, from this, with the addition of maturity, academic discipline and heavy drug use, here I am. I'm so much happier and contented with myself than I conceived I could be, back in high school. I'll threaten myself to not read my 14-year-old-self's blogs... oh, that would be filled with black and very very few exclamation points!
Somehow -- I can't imagine that I could be sadder at any point in the future. I mean... I'm so goddamn COOL. And even if... even if he leaves me, even if my face falls off and I forget the tenets of my academic discipline, even if I'm suddenly struck with a malady which prevents me from reading continuously... oh, I still have myself. And it's taken me until today to completely realize that.
(SEX)
I also have some very saucy pictures of myself that I took when I was 16. But that'd just be ILLEGAL.
Do you want to see me naked (now)? For YOU? Yeah, you know you do. So hook me up with cameras4free for copious sexiness. And free cameras. For me, that is. (Alternately, following a completed order you can also rreceive a check for $325, which is terribly awesome.) You know the drill, gentle readers.
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I think what got me onthat tangent was your halfway-kidding thought that "Somehow -- I can't imagine that I could be sadder at any point in the future."
Oh, yes and to have changed into that person who told you shit you didn't want to hear when you were young... that's an odd thing, I know what you mean.
[Edited on Nov 26, 2004 4:23AM]