:: Inspired Writing ::
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It's funny... I remember that one of my friends wrote about forgetting her blog because of friendster. Well, in my case, I've forgotten friendster because of this blog. Like my demented friend, however, I can't wait for enemyster to finally be up and running. It really seems like a lot of fun.
Oh, on a topic another friend wrote about, my vanity shows its (very well cared for) face again. As a late birthday gift (a day short of 2 months), an eye model treated me to a haircut. According to her, I needed to cut my hair, and needed at least a trim. So, off we went to Bench Fix, and I got a trim. I'm happy, but my (now poor) benefactor is not. My hair still looks pretty much the same... not what she had envisioned. Oh well... she should have been the one to talk with the stylist, then.
On yet another topic (that this time I can't link directly to), I miss buying shoes. My shoe count has now held steady for just about a year. I have 4 pairs of leathers, all black. Of these, 2 pairs are formal, or at least dressy - not shoes I'd wear with jeans. The other 2 pairs are boots, but I can use a pair of these with a suits. I also have 6 pairs of sneakers, 3 of which are used regularly. My SuperStar's and my AfterParty's (yes, I know their models or styles) are my everyday sneaks. I use my Glove's for playing ball. On a side note, I actually have a pair of blue suede (actually, nubuck) shoes. They're actually blue sneakers fro K-Swiss, so I don't think these blue suede shoes would ever pass as formal wear. I think they're ready for retirement, though. The other 2 pairs are pretty funky, not to mention chunky. Both Acupuncture's, they are a bit flashier than the shoes I normally wear now.
My writing is so obviously inspired... serendipity, however, has nothing to do with it. I guess it's obvious I have nothing to write about. I'm amazed, though, and I hope you are too, at how many words it takes to write about nothing. Well, before I find something to write about, I think I'd better end this, lest I run out of words.
21:50 | view comments
It's funny... I remember that one of my friends wrote about forgetting her blog because of friendster. Well, in my case, I've forgotten friendster because of this blog. Like my demented friend, however, I can't wait for enemyster to finally be up and running. It really seems like a lot of fun.
Oh, on a topic another friend wrote about, my vanity shows its (very well cared for) face again. As a late birthday gift (a day short of 2 months), an eye model treated me to a haircut. According to her, I needed to cut my hair, and needed at least a trim. So, off we went to Bench Fix, and I got a trim. I'm happy, but my (now poor) benefactor is not. My hair still looks pretty much the same... not what she had envisioned. Oh well... she should have been the one to talk with the stylist, then.
On yet another topic (that this time I can't link directly to), I miss buying shoes. My shoe count has now held steady for just about a year. I have 4 pairs of leathers, all black. Of these, 2 pairs are formal, or at least dressy - not shoes I'd wear with jeans. The other 2 pairs are boots, but I can use a pair of these with a suits. I also have 6 pairs of sneakers, 3 of which are used regularly. My SuperStar's and my AfterParty's (yes, I know their models or styles) are my everyday sneaks. I use my Glove's for playing ball. On a side note, I actually have a pair of blue suede (actually, nubuck) shoes. They're actually blue sneakers fro K-Swiss, so I don't think these blue suede shoes would ever pass as formal wear. I think they're ready for retirement, though. The other 2 pairs are pretty funky, not to mention chunky. Both Acupuncture's, they are a bit flashier than the shoes I normally wear now.
My writing is so obviously inspired... serendipity, however, has nothing to do with it. I guess it's obvious I have nothing to write about. I'm amazed, though, and I hope you are too, at how many words it takes to write about nothing. Well, before I find something to write about, I think I'd better end this, lest I run out of words.