Not sure what relevance my title will have to the post but meh. Just waiting for one of the hosts to be fixed so I can work again...
Mr Anonymous is rather opinionated isn't he? Wants to know if I'm 'over' a certain someone. Answer being... uh kindof. I don't 'get over' people very easily, I need some sortof adhesive remover which tends to come in the form of many many months of cold-hearted rejection. Unfortunately, the guys I do seem to fall over tend to be quite nice and therefore they're not very good at cruelty, they prefer to be 'nice guys' who basically end up doing the exact same things as 'nasty guys' but they take longer to do it and the whole process ends with you not being able to be angry at them because they've somehow managed to hurt you in an extreme sport round-about way. Nice guys = highly overrated.
Soooo no I wont be throwing myself at a certain someone ever again but I'm still at the stupid stage that if he turned around and professed his undying love for me with a moderately sized string accompaniment, I wouldn't exactly walk away with my dignity. In fact, I've now come to the conclusion that with most boys, all of my dignity seems to slunk away in fear. Hence the well meaning 'Manbargo' is back in full force. I've already had to use it! Last night in fact when I was messaged by the other other Sam who propositioned me. As highly sexed as I may be though, I decided against the third Sam. That name seems to bring me and my aforementioned dignity, nothin but troubles. And I'm tryin to get rid of my troubles, again at a moderate pace.
Back is healing pretty well, still sore as I sit here but I'm happy with throbbing pain as opposed to the past 'unable-to-sit-down-pain'. Nina went home, left me feeling family charged but a wee bit sad as well. It's hard having one of your best friends so far away. In fact... most of my closest friends are far away now. Sam and Ange in Chch, Soph in Holland, Nina in Melbourne... I've got some pretty above-average friends here too though so I shouldn't complain. :)
Decided I'm going to stop thinking about and actually take some photos. I miss doing creative stuff for myself. The lazy in me is such a strong force.
Also going to try and get back the 'Skinny Girl' hiding somewhere inside of me. Nina and I came up with the theory that 'Fat Girl' ate her and I'm going to try and get her to emerge from the depths of 'Fat Girl's' tummy.
Long post, hope all will be forgiven.
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I don't want to go through all the bother of setting up, and keeping up-to-date, my own blog. So I've decided to post my news here.
Yup. I'm a blog-pirate.
So, last night I transfered all of my fishies, Siamese fighter, neon tetras, penguin tetras and algae eaters, into my new tank in the bedroom. I feed them and they looked really happy. This morning I woke up and 12 Neons, and one penguin tetra, are dead.
Fish seem to like making their deaths look as though they were really dramatic. The scene inside my fish tank this morning looked like footage from WWII. Corpses laying everywhere, bent over a log, stuck in a tree... It makes me a bit sad. I hate it when my fishies die, plus that's $80 down the toilet!!
Anyway. I better stop writing this. The evil master is on his way down the stairs. I hear his feet tap-tap tapping on the cold wet concrete.
I think it was the developer ladies laksa.
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