...I am tossed hither and yon on the winds of inspiration and desire.
One day I might be utterly fed up with my profile in the mirror as I stand there in all my (in)glorious nudity thinking to myself "This will not do. Weight must be lost, definition regained" and other days I will feel that the effort involved would be better suited to finding another can of lovely lovely lager.
Or, I might have the urge to write (songs, stories) or paint, or produce some other such creative tour de force, but then the very next day realize I am not that a creative person and can't even summon an interesting blog post.
I want to go buy some fantastic new piece of hardware, reveling in the very act of being alive in this 21st century or wonder and modern technology. And then I realize it's expensive and I would never actually use it.
Now I know a lot of you will have similar thoughts - but the thing that annoys me about my fickle little mind is that my feelings can change multiple times in the same day. How is that sensible and conducive to a sane day-to-day life? Or is it just me that has this??
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sounds like hormones to me...
Or a 'whore-moaning' as one wag would maybe put it.
bwaha-ha
mate, take complete comfort in the fact that its not just you.
now take horror in that fact that it might must be you and me!
i spend 2 hours writing that poem thing for my blog and i have no idea if anyone read it.
*going out on a limb* how would you feel if no one read your blog? would you still write it?
if only you could do something about your big blue nose you'd be okay.....
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