Believe it as you will, but I've written at least four journal updates over the last 8 weeks, and have deleted each one.
Nothing to talk about? Far from it. They were even well-written, snappy and more to the point, liable to seduce any women reading them.
After being nagged by a few friends, into updating my journal, I feel, as it is the 23rd of the month, it's time to explain the last 6 weeks.
To start, the big disclaimer - I've been busy. Exceptionally busy. I'm working on a number of big projects, that resultantly have sucked in all of my time, efforts and emotion, like a freshly formed, sparkly new gravity well. (A black hole to you and I).
On the upside, I've formed a couple of friendships, that have changed quite a few things in my life. I'm not quite sure what things, but changes have been made for certain.
In July, I had the pleasure of meeting some wonderful peeps, numerous times in London, even falling victim to Antenna's many vampires in his recent music video.
Also in July, I got the chance to see PJ Harvey in London - promptly missing the 2 hour warmup, and efficiently pushing our way to the very front - occasionally kneeing the odd idiot for the sheer hell of it.
What a night. Blood, Banana Beer, Suicide Girls and PJ Harvey.
August was a blur. We'll leave it at that.
September? Another blur, intermingled with a surreal drinking session, in which I somehow managed to end up in the middle of a hen night, held in a bar full of off-duty Police officers.
I'm seeking the next ex-girlfriend. I've given up with being "single" as a choice, and am now actively searching for an emotional parasite, to spend my money and stress my patience to snapping point - a new ex-girlfriend, put simply.
< rant: our pink phone-box >
They've painted our phone box, pink. BT in their infinite wisdom, are showing their SG colours. And they did it on a Sunday. How's that for dedication?
< /rant>
Stay bad,
Love to all.
Ad.
Nothing to talk about? Far from it. They were even well-written, snappy and more to the point, liable to seduce any women reading them.
After being nagged by a few friends, into updating my journal, I feel, as it is the 23rd of the month, it's time to explain the last 6 weeks.
To start, the big disclaimer - I've been busy. Exceptionally busy. I'm working on a number of big projects, that resultantly have sucked in all of my time, efforts and emotion, like a freshly formed, sparkly new gravity well. (A black hole to you and I).
On the upside, I've formed a couple of friendships, that have changed quite a few things in my life. I'm not quite sure what things, but changes have been made for certain.
In July, I had the pleasure of meeting some wonderful peeps, numerous times in London, even falling victim to Antenna's many vampires in his recent music video.
Also in July, I got the chance to see PJ Harvey in London - promptly missing the 2 hour warmup, and efficiently pushing our way to the very front - occasionally kneeing the odd idiot for the sheer hell of it.
What a night. Blood, Banana Beer, Suicide Girls and PJ Harvey.
August was a blur. We'll leave it at that.
September? Another blur, intermingled with a surreal drinking session, in which I somehow managed to end up in the middle of a hen night, held in a bar full of off-duty Police officers.
I'm seeking the next ex-girlfriend. I've given up with being "single" as a choice, and am now actively searching for an emotional parasite, to spend my money and stress my patience to snapping point - a new ex-girlfriend, put simply.
< rant: our pink phone-box >
They've painted our phone box, pink. BT in their infinite wisdom, are showing their SG colours. And they did it on a Sunday. How's that for dedication?
< /rant>
Stay bad,
Love to all.
Ad.
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ha ha ha jk.
no i am not naturaly blonde but sometimes act blondie. thats why i say partially blondie.