for you I'm just an ornament/something for your pride

[fahye]

Networked Internet IN DA HOUSE.

Yeah, I know, I'm fucking hilarious.

Also to the good: izumihydra and I have finished our 15-minutes-yeah-right seminar presentation, which is probably about half an hour long at this point, but we can't be bothered to care.

And I've been throwing money around like only a crazed student whose scholarship money just cleared can. Got the 9th Lucifer TP, a lovely black cocktail dress from Myer for the party tomorrow, and ordered BSG 2.0 from Amazon.

I'd post love poetry or love songs or a generic/platonic/ironic love post or something witty but...days are special for their own reasons. I've got nothing to offer but a weird mixture of cynicism and vicarious pleasure and loneliness and hard-edged independence and almost two decades worth of life unadorned by anything even approaching love or sex or red roses or anything but spectatorship and a writer's half-clinical, half-romanticised corruption of secondhand accounts.

And unearned reputations, but that's a whole other story or three.

ETA: HOLY TARANTULAS, BATMAN. I think I just discovered a whole extra TWO MILLIMETRES of previously-blonde eyelash. Thank you, Revlon.

*stares at self in mirror*

Jaysus. These things look dangerous.

Comments

[kcdl.livejournal.com]

That last bit I can only ascribe to men being idiots. Scratch that, I mean to people in general being idiots. They must be both blind and stupid. At least that is the excuse I use for my own sad non-existant love life - that and me being a loon.

BTW is uni starting insanely early these days or it just the phB program?

[fahye.livejournal.com]

I could explain my way around a lot of my blathering, but it would take too long and I'd come off sounding bitter(er). Suffice it to say that I know I'm not unattractive, I just seem to be attractive to a certain type, and that can be...complicated.

PhB *collapses* ACTUAL uni starts on Monday, it's O Week at the moment, but this is the culmination of our summer research project.

[kcdl.livejournal.com]

A certain type - what type would that be?

I know my certain types that are attracted to me are: 1) Insane stalker girls 2) Drunk girls 3) 40 year old women (which would be so bad if they were attractive)/ gay men. 4) The girl of my dreams (who by definition only exists in my head).

I don't know how you phB kids do it. You are totally insane.

[fahye.livejournal.com]

The ones who get scarily obsessed from a distance and never actually tell me that they like me and break up with their girlfriends and leave me to find out months later that I've somehow become known as a boyfriend-stealing bitch and whoops, I think my bitter is showing.

This happened. With three guys. Maybe four. ALL IN THE SAME SPACE OF TIME.

*gives up and becomes a nun*

Yes. Yes we are. We tell ourselves this frequently.

[kcdl.livejournal.com]

Yikes! I didn't know what a boyfriend stealing bitch you were - kidding. That is fairly impressive though. I mean sure it doesn't actually get you anywhere, but very impressive. You're breaking hearts without even getting involved - this cardiac dissecting entanglement, spooky action at a distance.

It's okay to be bitter, it builds character...not a character that anyone will actually want anything to do with but character all the same :P

Anyway I hope the love-lifestyle comes together for you.