anarchist

I've commited myself to nothing and everything at the same time. I think that's the way I usually do things. I attempt to do everything at once, and sometimes fall flat on my face getting nothing done in return. So I'm writing a research paper, studying for exams, looking for a job, writing a novel, drawing and painting, making cd's for birthdays and still trying to find time to eat and attempt to sleep. Ahhhh, the life of a insomniac.

Update on my apperance. No school boy today. But I had concerns over looking good today because of job interviews. So I wore my black wool pants, white dress shirt with blue vertical pinstrips, black knit sweater and my brown suede jacket. I almost didn't make it past the mirror. I'm actually just a slave to fashion, I may be adorable, but it might just be the clothing.

I have a love affair going with breasts lately. Which is unusual because I am so in love with legs that breasts are usually further done on the list. It's not with humongous breasts either, just small shapely ones. (not huge on the massive breasts, but I still appreciate them.) I'm trying to trace back the origins of my obsession, probably the girl with the red shirt. I'll countinue to post on my progress.

Side Note : my favorite part of the female body is still the nape of the neck and the space between the shoulder blades.