September 18, 2005

Not quite the same

Isolated.

Most exciting election ever! Then, anticlimax.

Swans gliding across a still black lake, ripples floating behind. It is dark behind the curtain.

Spinning skirts, dizzy world, I watch from above.

Why did I think she might have changed?

Do they notice I'm not there?

Sweetness, a new friendship enfurling.

Avoiding, delaying, procrastination.

Excitement over Monday.

3 Shows to Go!

Thank you so much for coming and supporting me. For telling me I was fabulous.

I am ungrateful. I do love the flowers.

Sometimes I think I'm broken.

Do Laundry! It isn't hard.

I adore Keladry Mindelan.

I do want to know what made her cry.

Carnations are the cheap mans rose... but they smell so sweet!

Dad's birthday on Thursday. He will be back next month. Rejoice.

I think I want to do Tai Chi.

Was it me not understanding his mumbling, or him not understanding mine?

He kicked me in the knee! I rolled away.

Weird dream, Secret Swingers Club, with unexpected people running it.

She has become tiny! Her hugs are still big.

When is Beau coming home?

Apparently last night I hit him the hardest yet! Will he admit that it hurt?

I want kransky. There is some in the fridge.

I *need* new shoes for tomorrow and a way to curl my hair.

What will happen after the Gondoliers?

I thought I saw my Mum in the Audience, realised in the second act that it wasn't her at all!

Jenni's present is in a bag in my bedroom. Just thought I'd taunt her a little. :)

Time to hang up clothes... or push the bus.

Point of Fashion: Comfort
Current Obession: Serenity

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