Worst Best Friend*

As hard as I have tried to continue this new and exciting contentment, as deeply as I have wished to postphone the inevitable, as much as I have wanted the looming evils away, all was in vain. For a little while, a little happier did I walk this world. And know sunshine that I am forever and endlessly sorry.

* That would be me.

Prayer to Dame

I shall nor love nor hate
and I shall live.
I shall laugh and smile
and I shall live.
I shall sing and dance
and I shall live.

As you have commanded me
I shall live.

Make me deaf and blind,
Poor and poorer,
Make me sick and numb,
Wretched and cursed,
And I shall live (more comfortably).

Haircut

Some advice for those very few who had the pleasure or -more likely- the displeasure of facing me confessing my boundless love; please get a haircut I'm in no mood for love and romance. Instead of red roses you may send me house trolls and penguins.

Risky bussines

And I won! Or I did so nearly, which is also nice.

How to...?

As wonderful and plentiful the answer produced by this too little known website may be, they have yet failed to enlighten me on the subject of how to persuade my fellow house mates that I'm not a hormonal, overly flirtious, lustful woman. In love though they may consider me, I don't feel like 'in love*'.

* devastated, confused, low-spirited, mean, stupid, ugly, unworthy, abnormal, unattractive, persona non grata, flushed, out-of-control

Worries

I know, I know, you've been telling me forever. Rest assured I'm mending my ways.

Your Worry Factor is 74%

The amount you worry is definitely borderline unhealthy. Even when things are going well, you find yourself fixating on the negatives. Try to remember the times you've been able to let your worries go. If you can do that again, you'll be much happier!

Do You Worry Too Much?

Reflections on Sideburns

Sideburns are cool.

As easily as one reckonises the villain of any story by his goatee, one may notice a hero from his sideburns.

Colin Firth WITH sideburns is the next best thing to Alan Rickman. Alan Rickman with sideburns is God.

The male housemate with sideburns is a lot more handsome than the housemate giving unrealistic and utterly unbelievable compliments.

Sideburns are/ might be the only reason any woman considering a sex change.

Nothing rules more than sideburns. Except for Maori's, penguins, double-edged blades and chocolate mascarpone cake.

Contentment

I find it a bit hard to update, as that which I have to say concerns a lot of you but not all of my reader. Details that I may mention to a close circle, might be interesting for others who don't need to know lest they be offended or just bad spill the beans, might be incomprehensible for the majority and will confuse everybody including myself.

Until I find an actual topic, let it be known that I have found contentment. I am not utterly happy, sadness still looms, love has left and continues to leave its marks but there is light in this life also and only recently I have come to realise it might all turn out well (even for me.)

8-)

Barely two seconds ago I've applied lip balm for the first time in 52 hours. I may show symptons of auto-traumatising.

Goodbye Everybody

...

but especially 'Goodbye Q'. I'm not sure it's over yet, every minute I fear falling in love again. But it will be over and you shall be forgotten (this might not be true, but call it poetic freedom or such like).

30% eh...

that must be were the smell comes from.

You Are: 30% Dog, 70% Cat

You and cats have a lot in common. You're both smart and in charge - with a good amount of attitude. However, you do have a very playful side that occasionally comes out!

Are You More Cat or Dog?

A state of Wiiii

First I must apologise for the prolongued silence hereabouts, it is not that I have nothing to say, quite the contrary my mind never stops buzzing, the invisible connection to world wide web however are very much in a state of non-buzz and I hate borrowing computers either from friends or the university for other than absolute necessities (it being understood that facebook lists among those).

Today- if not to say just this moment, however I have received a mail that in such a way influences my happiness score for this week that I cannot possibly be silent about it. To increase the mystery and curiousness of this exhilerating news, I will add bonus info; the mail did not originate from my yearlong crush's typing pad, it was not an anonymous love letter, it was no notification mail from the national lottery's grand wionners commision, nor the announcing of my most hated fellow human beings untimely surmise. I could leave you to guess what I did learn from going through my inbox this afternoon, but that would only make it take longer for you to be happy for me so...

Tun Dun Dun Duh

The Cat has arrived!

Pictures may follow after reinstated reliable internet connection.