Back from Quiche's hemisphere of the world to the charming little Soiley-hill. How I hate it. To die here or get married here or live anywhere near here after the age of 22 will mean I have ultimately failed at living any sort of interesting life.
I actually hate suburbs a bit.
I've started a new painting. I'm so happy. In my master sketch book at the moment there are only 3 drawings, with two of them finished perfectly, which means that this can't be just any scribble. Like this particularly amusing one for example:

...no no, this one going into the master sketchbook is in a whole other league to tap-dancing crocadiles. It's going to mean something and feel something and it will be just beautiful. I can't wait.
Gahh as for Quiche, he does fancy me. And I think he maybe might want to go out with me...hrmm..but now I'm not sure I do... ugh...it would appear that subconcoiusly I just don't like being happy. Quiche is like a god-send. He's genuine and good and nice and funny and he's always been there for me. Like literally. Both times I was cheated on, through all the drama and tears on my entering the world of groupie-hood, and had to hear about my every insecurity and worry all the way, and he just sort of stuck around. What's wrong with me?
I mean he's not very cool. Maybe that's it. Well he's not a geek. And he has good taste in music. I mean, he's more of a mod than a rocker or emo or weirdo or anything of the usual I'm attracted to.
I actually am only attracted to weirdo's. It's bizaar. My taste in men is quite horrendous, even I can accept that.
I mean just look at the celebrity men I'm head over heels for:



<-- That's Eugine Hutz, lead singer of Gogol Bordello. He is actually my God. If this man told me to leave my home and family and come make party with him in Ukrain, or where ever he wants, I'd do it in an eyeblink. I love him.



<-- That's right, the Safety Dance guy. I adore him. I think he's so beautiful. <3<3<3 He's just wonderful. Only back in the day though of course. When he was young and pretty.



<-- Ok. This man is actually like almost shorter than me, and has legs like broomsticks and hair like a lady and a generally weird looking face, but I absolutely adore Noel Fielding. I think he's the most beautiful guy ever. He shouldn't be pretty at all but all his odd features sort of all come together to make this perfect little picture of amazingness.

...well yeah...I think my bad taste has been relevantly demonstrated...
If only Quiche would have dreadlocks or a Mohawk or something a bit odd about him...you would hear no end of how amazing he was. I recon it's a confidence thing. A freedom thing. A slight-madness thing. I guess Quiche is pretty level-headed - he dosn't do drugs or sleep around or play music a musical intrument - there's the sex, drugs and rock'n'roll right out the window for you. He's just very very nice.
Gah. I'm a bitch.
That's what I am.
I'll talk to my close friend (codename: Cake) and see what she makes of this whole thing. She understands best how I tick, and will probably know best.
Hehe, I think all the codenames used are going to be some form of food!
Gah...I'm off to bed.
Night all.

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Hehe. The first guy looks like a pirate. :P
» randomjunk on 2008-02-13 09:18:29

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