Twitter Whore / Crush-whore

I can't help it, it's totally true, this is what I become when I'm in my twitter mode: http://tinyurl.com/86njv9

Anyway, lots of stuff have been happening lately. #1, apparently in the world of crazy people getting wiped out by mysterious shadow creatures an actual story is being formulated. That is exciting, we see a plot yet!

#2 I have the hots for way too many people, I'm starting to think I'm a crush-whore.

#3 I had like way more to say a couple of days ago, but I ended up updating today and now I don't have that much to say... not even bothered by it, normally I'd be pissed off but meh.

#4 I should be at the gym right now. In fact, I'm starting to think today will be one of those days where I'm all dressed in my gym clothes and don't actually get around to moving my ass.

THERE IS HOPE YET: Around 6-ish or 7-ish, I might start playing Wii Fit. Har Har. It's not the same, I won't be burning off my usual 400 cals. B-U-T <3 I'll be doing friggin something and that's enough reason to be wearing my tennis shoes now.

Why am I so lazy today? It's friggin wednesday!

Hmm... I must get a twitter program for my Lord Percy. (BB)

Welcome to the blog world Lucille!

Behind The Scenes

I've been all over the world, I got reminded of that today while I stared at Christian's car keys. He has a little elephant mini-totem I brought from Sri Lanka. 

I'm quite adopted in case you didn't know. I am perfectly fine with this, I'm 22 and SO over it. But my former French half-sister still sends me embarrassing letters.

But today we had a little flash to the past. Suddenly everything can make sense. Sounds exciting... but now it's my turn to say: He worries me.

At the same time, for the briefest moment I re-lived a bit of those past feelings I had for Michelangelo. You'd think they'd never died. I also quasi-established that Veronique would be my wife. I wonder where that's all headed. Never mind that one of the reasons I got kicked out from my last foster family was for sleeping with my young step-brother's girlfriend... and then with him.

That's all in the past though right? ... Right?

I'm not there right now. I'm here. February 18. 18/2 - 2/18 

Right now, I just want to rest my head on his heart, see if I can calm it down, because I need it to keep beating steady and healthy. We're barely getting started.

I love him.

I Fix You

I feel kind of weird, like my hormones are on a rampage. Ok enough pregnant dude talk. 

I had a panini today and boy did I miss eating bread at least ONCE a day. I'd had cereal this morning around 7 AM and tonight I'll probably have some de-hydrated veggie soup. Don't know whether to say "yum" yet.

I have a new crack device. Let's see how that goes. 

I'm kind of missing someone... the day's barely getting started. 

Found an online image editor that works great if you don't have Photoshop installed (like me, because my laptop is crappage) 

www.pixlr.com

It's one of those extremely useful url's like tinypic, tinyurl or twitter.

Tofu in the DR

I'm going to the BVM now, because I need to fetch myself some pills. I didn't know that starting a diet meant I'd be a Space Man. I mean, isn't this what we'll eat in the future? PILLS?

Regardless, I'm experimenting with the notion of making a city guide blog for all closeted wannabe vegans out there in the DR. Any suggestions for names?

"Taquito Verde" anyone?

It sounds exciting and gives me a reason to go to the office. The only bad part is I'll have to take my crappage of a computer.

On the (TBA): Today I get my BB.

TBA: Upside or Downside

Good Vibrations, Cue Song.

So this is the result of "changing your frequency" in a diet huh? Every time I start a new diet, or I'm starting to get the hang of a new diet, I tend to go spastic.

I woke up at 7 AM today. Is that the hour GOD wants me awake or what? Sun came out and hit me in the eyes and you know what, I felt someone next to me get up and leave somewhere.

Huh. Where do you go that early in the morning?

It's 8:30 now, and most children are wrapping up first period at school. I graduated years ago, I'm a young, promising start-up entrepreneur of the new millennium. I do not need this early wake up crap!

As a good kink would say... "You Don't Say"

According to Doreen Virtue's Angels (Or ALL angels? I guess?):

"All food has vibration, and you want to vibrate as high and fine as you feel attuned to. Eat a diet of fresh fruits and vegetables, nuts, and whole grains, which have the highest vibrational frequencies. Avoid meats, dairy, alcohol, sugar, chocolate, and caffeine, which have the lowest vibrations. And remember that the essence of all foods you eat affects you long after the food is digested and gone."

So... that rules out pizza?

Who wants to be my trainer?

Cardio for 20 minutes every day? (Check)
Protein for breakfast, proteins and veggies for lunch and soup or cereal for dinner? (Check)
Tea, Water and Soy Milk? (Check)
Yoga? (Check)

Weight Loss: None

I must be from another planet.

Nude

If I'm going all out there, might as well make it a project. I'm posing nude for a David Rose. I'll let you guys know when the show opens at the NY Gallery... I think it's supposed to be used for an exhibit and then an auction of sorts. It's for a good cause. Proceeds will be donated to... I'll get back to you on that one.

From: Owl / To: Kink & Bee

This is the Leather Pride Flag. Yes, such a thing exists. For all you deviants with S&M in their heads. I wonder who will tout it more proudly.

I Didn't Expect This To Be Accurate

It's cool to blog about yourself sometimes, so long as it doesn't turn obsessive (huh). Like you're possessed by a demon or something... you know? ;)

I took the Jung Personality Test & Career Indicator. I wonder why Elizabeth doesn't just do that? I mean, no use wondering around endlessly about yourself. Most answers are pretty darn simple.

I'm The Composer:

More than the other Artisans, Composers are in tune with their senses, and so have a sure grasp of what belongs, and what doesn't belong, in all kinds of works of art. While the other Artisans are skilled with people, tools, and entertainment, Composers have an exceptional ability-seemingly inborn-to work with subtle differences in color, tone, texture, aroma, and flavor.

Although Composers often put long, lonely hours into their artistry, they are just as impulsive as the other Artisans. They do not wait to consider their moves; rather, they act in the here and now, with little or no planning or preparation. Composers are seized by the act of artistic composition, as if caught up in a whirlwind. The act is their master, not the reverse. Composers paint or sculpt, they dance or skate, they write melodies or make recipes-or whatever-simply because they must. They climb the mountain because it is there.

This ability to lose themselves in action accounts for the spectacular individual accomplishments of some Composers, and yet on their social side they show a kindness unmatched by all the other types. Composers are especially sensitive to the pain and suffering of others, and they sympathize freely with the sufferer. Some have a remarkable way with young children, almost as if there were a natural bond of sympathy and trust between them. A similar bond may be seen between some Composers and animals, even wild animals. Many Composers have an instinctive longing for the wilds, and nature seems to welcome them.

Composers are just as plentiful as the other Artisans, say nine or ten per cent of the population, but in general they are very difficult to observe and thus greatly misunderstood. Very likely the difficulty comes from their tendency not to express themselves verbally, but through their works of art. Composers are usually not interested in developing ability in public speaking, or even in the art of conversation; they prefer to feel the pulse of life by touch, in the muscles, in the eyes, in the ears, on the tongue. Make no mistake, Composers are just as interested as other types in sharing their view of the world, and if they find a medium of non-verbal communication-some art form-then they will express their character quite eloquently. If not, they simply remain unknown, their quietness leaving their character all but invisible.

I'm shocked to say I relate. In fact, now I'm more inspired than ever. I think I'll work on that song now, or my version of the ratatouille.

A Simple Question

If you're boring, then why do you exist?

Just thought I'd put that out there.

Anti-BS?

Looks like I'm a natural.

PWP

What's better than a disco stick? Porn Without Point. -Hence Title (Look Up)- So here's my personal collaboration:

Caroline and I had sex. Leonardo dragged her back into the cave. I'm sure there's a good explanation somewhere of why those two never break up and honestly check out other people. Maybe Caroline's afraid Leo's an ass deep down willing to get emotionally involved, maybe it's the other way around, maybe there's another reason and it's visible... but I just can't find it...

Love? Is that what you call knocking up?

Regardless, she's still a better bet for kicks than certain people I've already tweeted about. I feel used. 

But my fix works. 

What the cat?

I'm just here, waiting for my new BB.