Ha. I hit 5 comments again and I'm updating.
I've sold two pairs of boots already on eBay. There's a foxy pair of high heels still up for grabs, though, and I just know some girl on SG needs some spiky stiletto heels. They just aren't me anymore. I know someone out there wears a size 7 or so and has a deep need for some hot shoes.
Morning sex may just be the best thing in the world, besides kissing. Great inducement NOT to hit the snooze button.
My boyfriend painted my toenails for me last night. It was fucking sexy.
Olympic hockey is starting to disappoint me. The US and Canadian teams pissed me off just by listing a roster, and I was really cheering for Switzerland, but the Swedes had to go and knock them out. And Miikka Kiprusoff stayed home, so there went my reason to cheer for Finland. But the Finns have the coolest names (how could you dislike a guy named Saku? He sounds like a little raccoon or something) so I guess I'll cheer for them anyway.
Natalie Portman looks hotter than hot on the cover of the new Vogue. I think I need to go buy it. And to read V for Vendetta before the movie hits theaters.
I really hate message board attitudes. I much prefer blogging when I'm in control. Then, if you piss me off, I can just delete you.
Reading Warren Ellis's email journal daily is good for the soul.
I am also reading Robert Graves' The White Goddess, finally. Only a chapter in, but it's interesting. Still can't really get over the image that the word "poetry" evokes in my head of a teenager dressed all in black crying into her coffee. (Full disclosure: I was that teenager once, and I did write bad poetry. I have since stopped. Mostly.)
I'm off to go post a bit of the fiction piece I'm working on to my real blog. Feel free to read it and tell me what you think. Fawning and flattery is not necessary unless you really think so.
I've sold two pairs of boots already on eBay. There's a foxy pair of high heels still up for grabs, though, and I just know some girl on SG needs some spiky stiletto heels. They just aren't me anymore. I know someone out there wears a size 7 or so and has a deep need for some hot shoes.
Morning sex may just be the best thing in the world, besides kissing. Great inducement NOT to hit the snooze button.
My boyfriend painted my toenails for me last night. It was fucking sexy.
Olympic hockey is starting to disappoint me. The US and Canadian teams pissed me off just by listing a roster, and I was really cheering for Switzerland, but the Swedes had to go and knock them out. And Miikka Kiprusoff stayed home, so there went my reason to cheer for Finland. But the Finns have the coolest names (how could you dislike a guy named Saku? He sounds like a little raccoon or something) so I guess I'll cheer for them anyway.
Natalie Portman looks hotter than hot on the cover of the new Vogue. I think I need to go buy it. And to read V for Vendetta before the movie hits theaters.
I really hate message board attitudes. I much prefer blogging when I'm in control. Then, if you piss me off, I can just delete you.
Reading Warren Ellis's email journal daily is good for the soul.
I am also reading Robert Graves' The White Goddess, finally. Only a chapter in, but it's interesting. Still can't really get over the image that the word "poetry" evokes in my head of a teenager dressed all in black crying into her coffee. (Full disclosure: I was that teenager once, and I did write bad poetry. I have since stopped. Mostly.)
I'm off to go post a bit of the fiction piece I'm working on to my real blog. Feel free to read it and tell me what you think. Fawning and flattery is not necessary unless you really think so.
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So hows the ebay thing working out for you? So you think you get enough money? Is it as simple as people seem to say it is? is it a hassle/worth the time? I've got so much stuff that I KNOW someone else would dig...maybe this is a sign I should get my ass into ebay and try it out?
xoxo