In Memoriam

So far I have been spared any demises among my closest family members, but I read today that few of my friends have been this lucky (or at least, so it would seem). If I were a religious woman I would pray but I suppose my support,if that would be called for, is all I have to offer now.

Be strong for the sake of those who are weak and live on with the memory of a loved one firmly fixed in your heart.

Shhhhhhht

You Are The Silence of the Lambs

You think the scariest thing in the world is the human mind. What serial killers are capable of frightens you to the core. You aren't big on gore or action when it comes to horror movies. You rather delve deeper than that... and get completely disturbed. In fact, you can hardly ever find a horror movie that compares to the nastiness of a true crime story. You couldn't think up the brutal crimes that occur in real life. In your opinion, no monster can be as scary as a human. You don't have to look far to find someone that totally terrifies you.

What Scary Movie Are You?

Residence Wishlist

I never fail to be inspire by my fellow bloggers; so after reading this, I thought it was time to make up my own wishlist.

In case of moving from my present 'home' I will look for the following.


- low maintainance bathroom, fully tiled
- 4 bedrooms
- a garden, however tiny
- a spacious living room
- closeness to public transport
- fully equiped kitchen
- an attractive attic

A Very Happy Birthday

You never to fail check my on-line updates, you never deny me your support when I'm having a though time, the very fact that you are alive in this world and ready to comfort when that would be neccesary comforts me more then you may imagine and that you never ever have trouble understanding my every worry, fear, unrest or anxiety is something none can demand from even a closest friend and yet you do it. I should tell you much more often how much you mean to me.

Th force is with me

I have been reassured. Or rather I have come to conclude that it is perfectly safe to be no longer suspicious of who my stalker might be. And even more that no harm shall come to me while I rest an sorrowless night in my own tiny bed.

In the glottering picture that adorns this textyou will find the exact same message that I found under my pillow last night.

Unless the message I had to read in it was: 'I shall crush you with my laserblade as wer you a mere wookie hatchling.'

Wondering...

... is it the high heels?
... is it the total redness of my attire?
... is it the high fashion boots?
... is it the joy of life that I radiate?
... is it my intelligent converstation?
... is it nothing new, except that now I notice?


Male attention is not something I'm used to. Not in this quantity or off this quality.

Rant VI (or thereabouts)

I don't enjoy my art class as I used to. Which pains me greatly since giving up is an option I deleted from my spellbook.

Why is it that I can acknowledge the fact not being a good artist and yet take classes and courses expecting to learn, yet feeling all the more frustration that this selfimposed hours of eductaion steal from me the time I would like to spend writing, something that I'm actually good at.

Dare I venture that I had better taken a creative writing course? Something I would never do for fear my one talent would be smothered with artificiality or worse prove too weak for criticism to nourish it and be broken.

Bah.

Me? Organised?

True for the essential part but not entirely.

You Are Archive

You are competent, organized, and careful. You know how to stay on task and focus on the most important thing. You like to have everything in its place. Messes and chaos completely stress you out. You have a system for almost everything in your life, and you don't like to deviate from it. Calendars, routines, and having things in a certain order keeps you calm. You don't like to shake things up too much.

What Email Function Are You?

Blogthings: Our Quizzes Weren't Written By Bored 12 Year Olds

... and a new writing utensil.

Since I got a lot more for my birthday than I wanted or dreamed of getting, I'm inclined to aim high. Beside it's almost true.

I dare you

Dear whoever,

Since you are so very fond of hiding un der my pillow all sorts of objects ranging from live plants to fabric softener, why not hide yourself in my bed? Some comfort I can do with, mystery imposed on me I'd rather have not.

Love

Extraordinarities

I had intended an update on how life back at the art academy is going, then later I intended one on some fortunate unexpected encounters, even later I wanted to share my workrelated frustration and then how I have had a serious open and construvtive converstaion with my superiors ( I wish to have it known explicitly that I mean here superior in company rank, in all other respects I will not be made to feel inferior).

But inspiration isn't bubbling and if it would be, I would be writing my private live in gold ink on black paper with red hot words, breathing lust, brutal passion, physical angry temptious sensuality and...

ehm not a shred of reality.

Eating Habbits of the City Pigeon

I know really not much about this but...

during my lunch break I saw one pecking at waste chewing gum. This can be neither normal nor healthy.