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elyse (shearpop) wrote,
@ 2005-06-26 17:50:00
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    I just feel like talking. So I will. Spice things up, shall I?

    Last night I behaved very un-shirah like. (i think)
    I sat on my couch watching parts of movies, one being about
    the G8 Summit that was quite good, eating breadsticks with
    cottage cheese. Drinking wine (a whole bottle it turns out). Alone.
    The alone part is the un-shirah part. I ended up watching When
    Harry Met Sally till 1 in the morning. Did I mention I was alone?
    I did bring down my computer and wrote poetry for awhile. That
    was once my eyeballs began to feel like they were floating.

    Today R-L and I went to a MASSIVE carboot sale. I bought binoculars
    and a lovely pottery pitcher that I may use as a vase. Well. Probably
    not. I'll probably leave it on my shelf saying that I'd use it as a vase.
    But when do I ever actually go through with my inclinations to buy myself
    flowers? (and no this isn't a hint it's just a rambling).

    I'm having a Canada Day party on Friday. I haven't really invited anyone.
    Today I invited Modus. They used to be my life. The drummer and the guitarist
    mostly. Interesting that I say drummer first when I spent my time with the
    guitarist. The drummer is getting married in a few months to the girl he
    lives with. He had a bad effect on me, even though he was fun. I think that's
    why they're not my life anymore. But they're coming to my party. The party
    I wish I wasn't hosting because I hate hosting parties. Only because I feel responsible
    and... left out. odd i know.

    i want to curl up in a ball and be looked after. not petted or patronised.
    maybe just with ... someone. you.

    but i'm at work. as usual.
    and when that stops you might be gone.


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