I hate updating so I'm going to stop all together. I find looking at Kate Winslet's icons a much more productive way to waste time. I do that a lot, actually. I can never figure out what it is about her appearance exactly that makes her so fascinating. Maybe because in her photo shoots she goes for interesting rather than beautiful. I like that in ( Read more... )

I feel like ranting so this is a rant. If I were writing a really bad TV pilot I would use this for inspiration. I arrived at a friend's house yesterday because we thought it would be a good idea to hang out and be angry at the world together. Fast forward a few hours and I'm drunk enough to tell him stuff I haven't even told myself yet. I now ( Read more... )

Happy New Year? Yeah, maybe not so much ( Read more... )

I've been spending the holiday catching up on my movie watching. It's nice to not even have to get dress, just bum around the house with greasy hair and your only concern is when you're having the next meal. Like you have probably figured by now I am a completely undesirable girlfriend which explains why I'm single a lot. When I pause like this I ( Read more... )

Looking back, I don't have a single complaint. Regrets, sure, but nothing worth talking about. There's not a lot worth talking about lately. Don't get me wrong, it's not that life isn't thrilling enough, it's more about that I'm having a hard time finding the words to describe it. I used to live in my head a lot. I did actually write back then too ( Read more... )

I never how to start so I leave two lines open and I always intend to go back and write a fabulously intriguing first paragraph but that never happens and I end up using the second one as the first ( Read more... )

When my boyfriend isn't calling me a slut and telling me about all the people he is having oral sex with he is really rather nice! The other guy I sometimes call my boyfriend is full-time gay now instead of, well um, part-time I guess. And one of my best friends can't find enough hours in the day to make fun of me. C'est la vie ( Read more... )

There's no denying I love you something fierce. You are part of me as much as any annoying habit of mine. Habits that are here to stay ( Read more... )

Crack of dawn, with a baby on one arm and, um, nothing in the other. Mad and I were hanging out, questioning the attractiveness of Heathrow's arrival hall. Twenty minutes delay. Airports aren't so bad really, as long as I'm not getting on a plane, but I could think of better places to spend the morning. Maddox is less tired and seemingly more ( Read more... )

Because I have this huge lollipop and it's all I can handle right now. I usually am though but can you blame me, officially I haven't had sex in sixteen months. That was, until two weeks ago. I am wonderwoman ( Read more... )