December 14th, 2006

Abstract sex. Yes.

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asrana came to see me this evening. She brought me a puzzle book (oh my electric life), but more importantly she also brought me salt and vinegar Kettle Chips and a bottle of coke. Anyone who knows about me and acid and sugar can have a good laugh now in the knowledge that getting to sleep is going to be even more difficult than usual. Man. Me and my lack of shame will be over THERE. Doing Wordsearches.

No, really, Wordsearches, I mean it. Honest.

E.
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  • Current Music
    'Ring The Alarm', Beyonce. Surprisingly good.
(I've tried patience)

I know, I know.

The crossdressing bisexual on Hollyoaks isn't allowed to wear girly clothes when he goes home to visit his parents. Tonight this made me cry, as I am just that bloody fragile. Other things to make me cry include 'The Happy Goth' by The Divine Comedy, and The Simpsons. For heaven's sake.

Hopefully the imminent arrival of a man bearing MSG will help stave off this absurd melancholy. My mother has been hounding me to go home for Christmas again today, which hasn't helped at all. I am not going home. My father has made it very clear he doesn't want me there. I am sick of my family trying to pull me in multiple directions at once.
Honestly, lovely as my housepeople are, I am just dreading Christmas. There's somewhere I wish fervently I could be on the day, and it's hiding away with someone who is almost certainly going to ignore its existence. I never wanted to feel like this about it. I used to love it so much.

Sigh. Come on, MSG-delivering man. The other things that currently cheer me up are all out doing interesting things tonight and you are my only hope. Heh.

E.
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  • Current Music
    'The Happy Goth', The Divine Comedy, still.