Crazycrone (crazycrone) wrote,

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Silly Test Time...

Hm...I am as British as Guy Ritchie, it seems.
Dredging through drawers, etc., looking for stuff to 'exhibit' in Serbia. Oh God, I have no talent, etc...Must take a haircut and bleach my bristles in preparation, next week, and I have no sodding money at all. Scary, eh? To be honest, at this point, I don't give a monkey's. I'm all nervosa'd out...For the moment, anyhow. (What, me worry?)
Dreamt I ran into my most significant Ex, and he was much younger, unbald, well-groomed and prosperous looking. I was furious that he'd seen me and could now gloat at how shabby, old and lame and extra-unsightly I've become, while he was looking better than ever before in his stupid passive-aggressive dipso life. Gah! Unsatisfactory. I want some 'find a fortune in the gutter, and fuck movie stars' dreams instead, please...
What's this about 'Dramatic New Attack on Blaine!'? Must check it out. They seem to be rather desperate to stir up interest. Wonder if a suicide bomber could fly into him in protest against all the involuntary starvation in the world? Not very feasable, I guess. An incinerating monk or two would do nicely, though.

"You know, I used to think it was awful that life was so unfair. Then I thought, wouldn't it be much worse if life were fair and all the terrible things that happen to us came because we actually deserve them. So now, I take great comfort in the general hostility and unfairness of the universe."
Marcus, Babylon 5, "A Late Delivery from Avalon"

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