{18092001}So yeah I'm back...
I presume you now need to hear an excuse for my prolonged absence. Because you *know* I wouldn't let you down just like this, without having one or another obliging reason.
Is it because I had better things to do?
Because I was having lots of fun with other friends than you?
Was it because I have an actual offline life?Naaah.
The explanation is far less cool I am afraid, and will make a rather dull entry.I have been painting. I have been wearing my fathers clothes for three days and made them more dirty than I believe he expected them to get. When the painting was done I went to the place with my normal clothes on (Kristine: "So you think *thats* normal clothes?") and suddenly decided the heating thingy thing was rather rusty and needed a paint as well, and partly ruined my skirt by somehow actually rubbing my pencil against it. Then trying to get up (I paint sitting down) I stepped on my skirt and nearly fell over on the freshly painted heating.
Living alone will be very fun I think.The result of all this, however, is:
- one small but bright room with gray walls
- and some bordeaux parts
- one gray heating
- one door by Jenny's design in gray and bordeaux, created by throbbing half-dry pencils against it really hard
My furniture consists of:
- NO black iron cast bed. sob. It was too big for the room. I for myself didn't mind having a bedcentric room, but in the end I settled for my old bed after all. I sprayed it gold, as for compensation :)
- my metallic rack thing (go, figure out what that means...)
- a gorgeous small dark brown antique style cupboard for my books and cd's
- and a desk. I firstly decided there was no room for it, but well... I thought some day I might need it.
Working hard seems to have given me a silliness boost. I am sorry for abusing you as an outlet for my stupid in-no-way-funny jokes.
No, wait... I am not.
You don't have to read this if you don't want to.*grins* I'm so sorry you just did.
Ok. Thats enough.
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~Quote of the day~:
discussing attire with Kene. "You know, Barbies... they look pretty, but I'm just not attracted to them"That's ok dar. I won't tell anyone.
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~Music:~
Thy Majestie is my latest obsession. Heavy yet melodic. Kind of melodramatic. That's what I like.*
Will you come and visit me? Back