And then there was Time

Back at mothers using stream-powered computer.

Mother and I are getting on what can only be called well. This, whilst I have PMT and Life Stress. Feeling queezy...

Had Good Talk on Sunday. Good company, good conversation, good wine.
I like people.
I must stop causing so much damage to my relationships / friendships before they have even begun. I hide. Worse, I hide behind the persona of a shallow bitch. And then I am hurt when people do not see in me the depth / breadth of things I see in them. Silly girl! How much do I dislike myself right now?! tut tut tut

So, I am waiting to hear if / when work will want me back. Where'd that ego go?

Oh, but I LOVE my mothers scales. They say I weigh 7 stone. HA! Each leg, perhaps. Those scales have always had a supurb sense of humour!

So, basically, I am waiting. I have done my part, and now I wait. I am waiting and I am scared. Life is so strange, and there is so much happening, and yet so little...

And a male man wants to cook me dinner. Like as a date thing. Him being the male man and me the female woman. On a date. Me with a male man masculine human type. And me. On a date. It gets worse, he is a salesman. With a red sports car.
I will be single forever, and one day, when I am old and grey and living alone with fifteen cats, my cats, in a final act of cruel satire, will eat me. And my name will be writ on cat pee as the cats will have used my poetry / novel / theory of existence for litter.

Mother watches too much television. I am following pop idol and fame accademy. I have crushes. I am a sad sad human specimin. On pop idol there is a woman called Hayley, who mother informs me *likes* Nikki, and nod nod wink wink plays for my team. Jeez... When did I fall into this parallel universe?

I have been listening to Evanescence too much. Or not enough?

Not enough.

Hmmm...In The Flesh soon... :D

Back to shallow bitch X