ohmigod! I'm back!!!!
All of you guys cheer up for the nearly semestrial anniversary of my silence!! Yay!!!! No more rants, no more silly comments, No nothing!!! and that lasted all of six months ou presque...
So you were beginning to think you were rid of me. Not quite. Of course after such a long silence I expect I'm kind of rid of you, that is you've certainly stopped trying. I deserve it. It's too bad really. But now that I'm finding some sort of balance in my new life, I think i'll be back to blogging. Of course you cannot seriously expect two posts a day. you'll have to settle for one or two a week. And in English only. I don't have time to do both languages and all my friends speak perfect English. If you read this and don't speak perfect English then you can draw your own conclusions. (By now you should be counting the spelling and grammatical mistakes in this post). No, what i really mean is it makes it a bit easier for me.
Ok so what happened in the last six months you'll ask??
In the last six months i have moved from sunny (homey) Marseille to (not all that sunny) Paris, started working (way way too much) for a huge international law firm (aka the evil empire of greyness and boredom), seen "the man I love", walked down the Rue de Rivoli draped only in a very transparent rainbow flag (one vision that's imprinted forever in the mind of any person who had the misfortune to cross my path that day...for this people my deepest deepest apologies), very recently psychologically gotten rid of "the man I love" (at least temporarily because distance and life just makes it too complicated to think of him so i've decided i don't love him and i think he doesn't even like me anyway), eaten the best pizza ever and also the worst, tried every sort of physical expression with a large range of (young and old) disposable boys, been through a phase of near zen purity (meaning that for a full week i had freshly squeezed orange juice after intercourse instead of the usual Scotch,....aren't I the Dalai Lama now????), gone through an infamous Disco Queen phase (very much like a slutty phase but for the outfit of white pants and tight t-shirts...I hear you in the back saying the shirts are not tight it just my being obese), jumped on my office desk and sung "I am what I am" at the top of my lungs ( I can channel Shirley basset perfectly after a few hours working on competition law), eaten one too many mozzarella/tomato salad....
All the above in no particular order as you can imagine. I just want to highlight my strategy of doing things completely randomly. Things such as writing this post for example.
So you were beginning to think you were rid of me. Not quite. Of course after such a long silence I expect I'm kind of rid of you, that is you've certainly stopped trying. I deserve it. It's too bad really. But now that I'm finding some sort of balance in my new life, I think i'll be back to blogging. Of course you cannot seriously expect two posts a day. you'll have to settle for one or two a week. And in English only. I don't have time to do both languages and all my friends speak perfect English. If you read this and don't speak perfect English then you can draw your own conclusions. (By now you should be counting the spelling and grammatical mistakes in this post). No, what i really mean is it makes it a bit easier for me.
Ok so what happened in the last six months you'll ask??
In the last six months i have moved from sunny (homey) Marseille to (not all that sunny) Paris, started working (way way too much) for a huge international law firm (aka the evil empire of greyness and boredom), seen "the man I love", walked down the Rue de Rivoli draped only in a very transparent rainbow flag (one vision that's imprinted forever in the mind of any person who had the misfortune to cross my path that day...for this people my deepest deepest apologies), very recently psychologically gotten rid of "the man I love" (at least temporarily because distance and life just makes it too complicated to think of him so i've decided i don't love him and i think he doesn't even like me anyway), eaten the best pizza ever and also the worst, tried every sort of physical expression with a large range of (young and old) disposable boys, been through a phase of near zen purity (meaning that for a full week i had freshly squeezed orange juice after intercourse instead of the usual Scotch,....aren't I the Dalai Lama now????), gone through an infamous Disco Queen phase (very much like a slutty phase but for the outfit of white pants and tight t-shirts...I hear you in the back saying the shirts are not tight it just my being obese), jumped on my office desk and sung "I am what I am" at the top of my lungs ( I can channel Shirley basset perfectly after a few hours working on competition law), eaten one too many mozzarella/tomato salad....
All the above in no particular order as you can imagine. I just want to highlight my strategy of doing things completely randomly. Things such as writing this post for example.
posted by Steeven at 4:48 pm
1 Comments:
You're back and shamelessly promoting yourself through comments on my blog...once a whore!
Although you shouldn't expect much as my readership has dropped through the floor also as a result of my not posting nearly as much as I used to.
Regardless, does this mean you'll start chatting with me again? You're missed you know. Anyway, keep the posts, and yourself, coming!
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