Just because
Because I'm boring and staid I am deciding to be different. Not like remarkably different you understand, the underlying meglomania, seething self-loathing and paranoia will continue to marinate beneath a light crust of egomaniacal brillance but I have decided to do something about the packaging.
Many may think it narcissitic and theyd be right, but as of now-or later today really given that i should have been asleep 2 hours ago, I am doing something about the wardrobe(namely getting rid of whatever doesnt fit) and deciding upon hair.nothing drastic mind, maybe a little shorter, perhaps some layers, if I get the courage, something ala Lauren Graham, some movement and stuffs to hair. just not too much maintainence just yet. cant throw me in the deep end and not expect drowning.no seriously I sink like a stone it took two floatytube thingies at the pool to keep my head above water.woot. I used to be such a great swimmer and ironically always hated swimming on the surface, loved to be deep under but lung capacity seriously compramised and the only stroke I can do underwater is dolphin nad thats sort of forbidden at the moment and no matter what I do, I still sink, even if I just do a sort of submerged front crawl, my legs start to trail along the bottom and then I just stop and lie there. its sort of comfortable in a 'hmm so this is how Im going to die and its always been my worst nightmare' sort of way.
I needs to learn 'girl'. and thus I shall. no more looking like a bad transvestite when hair and makeups is dones. i shall look like an executive transvestite.
And so, the wardrobe shall be updated, I shall learn layering and style and the like, and then look slightly less shabby.
In my head
Many may think it narcissitic and theyd be right, but as of now-or later today really given that i should have been asleep 2 hours ago, I am doing something about the wardrobe(namely getting rid of whatever doesnt fit) and deciding upon hair.nothing drastic mind, maybe a little shorter, perhaps some layers, if I get the courage, something ala Lauren Graham, some movement and stuffs to hair. just not too much maintainence just yet. cant throw me in the deep end and not expect drowning.no seriously I sink like a stone it took two floatytube thingies at the pool to keep my head above water.woot. I used to be such a great swimmer and ironically always hated swimming on the surface, loved to be deep under but lung capacity seriously compramised and the only stroke I can do underwater is dolphin nad thats sort of forbidden at the moment and no matter what I do, I still sink, even if I just do a sort of submerged front crawl, my legs start to trail along the bottom and then I just stop and lie there. its sort of comfortable in a 'hmm so this is how Im going to die and its always been my worst nightmare' sort of way.
I needs to learn 'girl'. and thus I shall. no more looking like a bad transvestite when hair and makeups is dones. i shall look like an executive transvestite.
And so, the wardrobe shall be updated, I shall learn layering and style and the like, and then look slightly less shabby.
In my head