.: The Siggy of Doom (duh duh duuuuh):.
LIFE IS INTERFERING WITH MY INTERNET TIME!
MY COMPUTER ALSO TOOK A MASSIVE DUMP
IF YOU HAVE RPs WITH ME PLEASE SEND ME A LINK BECAUSE MY COMPUTER ATE THEM
I am told I am an old soul
I use my head far too much
I fancy acting
*I have wanted to play Mrs. Lovett even as a child
I also am rather fond of the Elizabethan Era
*historical reenactment as well
I am more of a tea person unless it is highly processed and comes from places like Starbucks
Dancing... pretty women
They say I can dance. “They”. Lie.
Pretty women are a wonder.
I was born four months early
I weighed less than a stick of butter
I had a five percent chance to live
* obviously proved my doctors wrong
You can’t tell I was a preemie by looking at or talking to me
Sitting in the window or standing on the stair
I daydream…a lot…too much
I sit in very odd places to get away from everything for the rare moment to think
Something in them cheers the air.
Silhouetted...stay within you, glancing... stay forever, breathing lightly... pretty women
Even when I loose weight, I’ll look like a Barbie doll I’m told by nutritionists. You know…without the pointed feet and all lack of definition. ^_^;
Blowing out their candles or…
Age doesn’t mean a thing to me
Combing out their hair
I have a short layred cut at the moment…Posh Spice stole it…the b***h
Even when they leave they still are there.
Distance will never keep me from friends or family
I believe in God and Jesus
* will not push them down your throat
I have friends of other faiths
*By other faiths I mean Wiccans and Druids
Ah! Pretty women, at their mirrors.
Mirrors are the bane of my existence…you could say my self-esteem is faulty
In their gardens
I wish I had a green thumb
I love nature
I’ve managed to keep some bamboo my aunt grew from seed for me alive for ages now
Snail mail is not dead
I write with quill and ink
*I also have been known to use sealing wax
I prefer observing nature through a camera lens
How they make a man sing!
I have been told to “get my fancies out of the geriatric ward”
For seven main reasons:
Proof of heaven as you're living,
I feel that, somewhere, there’s the right guy for me…I mean with all the people in the world there has to be one
Yes, pretty women!
Here's to pretty women,