Let's call today: 'Wednesday, 9 June 2004'
pirategirl
wrote in the notebook:
my feet are cold.
dear readers/ viewers/ fans.
hi.
i know i haven't really posted properly on here since... well, maybe ever... and i know that i've had quite a few people stopping by regularly to see what's new, and sadly they find that nothing is new at all.
well, that's not entirely true. a few things have happened, and initially i've been reluctant to share them here, because of the many people who come here and read our blogs and sites and online diaries and stuff. But then i thought: 'you know what? this is my space, and i should be able to say whatever i want on it.' so that is what i'm going to do.
if you don't like it, then fine, don't come here again, it's that simple. i never sent out an invitation to you did i?
the rest of you, thanks for not being so petty.
so anyway, now that that disclaimer is out, on to posting. first things first, i found a heater, so my feet are getting warmer =oP
even tho the den has the tagline of "random randomness", the very first thing i said when i thought of putting 'shades of grey' on the web was that it was simply going to be a random outlet, much like the journal i keep by my bed, anything i like, or something that pops into my head, will go down on it. and here it is, and hence the current rambling you are reading presently.
for those of you who don't really know me - i've seen that this site has had repeated visits from France and other faraway places i can only dream about visiting - bonjour mes amis - i'll give you a bit of background, since i'd never imagined getting so much traffic from strangers - delighted of course, but surprised.
i'm a 20 year old theatre nutcase who is presently on leave for a year from a Multimedia course at the university of south australia. i live in the southern region of south australia, went to school in the country and live in the outer metro - so of course many of the minds around me are small and closed and ignorant and afraid of the unknown... that last sentence sums up my high school time rather well.
im planning to make my sub-major theatre & dramatical studies, since im submerged in theatre pretty much around the calendar, and love it more than anything. it is there that i blend with other people that seem to be on the same wavelength as i am. when someone at work (i'll get to work in a moment) told me they had cousins involved in the theatre that would probably understand me better, it finally clicked that of all my friends, it's those i know thru performing arts that i connect with the most.
ok, work. welllllll, currently i work at a herb farm - i'll allow you some time here to insert your own pun or joke about 'what kind of herbs do you grow?' and then i'll move on =oP - i pretty much run the place on the weekends in a supervisor position, and during the week, i swap between supervisor-ish stuff and standard 'shitkicker' duties as i call them - it's not exactly my dream job, but i'm liking it enough and it's money.
when i'm not being 'a herb farmer' - damn i hate that title - i do odd pieces of work like face painting, videography, and desktop publishing for some extra cash. And when none of the above can hold me, you'll find me at the local theatre, helping out in some way or other, or here trying to write.
yes, write. the few pieces of creativity that i've posted on here are snippets of the vast and rather untalented collection of poems and whatnot that i've come up with over the years. i had thought of making this blogsite simply a collection of songs and poems, but i'm not sure i really want to go thru all my hard copies and type them out. maybe one day.
but anyway, in regards to this site, and the few dedicated followers i seem to have somehow acquired over it's short existence, i'd like to say here and now that comment boxes wont bite you. it's kind of lonely here, this being the only blog to which i am the sole writer. so please let me know you're here, and say hello. even if you comment to say the poem you just read somewhere sucked, and please try to write some that arent total crap =oP.
ok, so i'm gonna go now. and let you get on with surfing the net, checking emails, downloading porn, searching for instructions on how to dissect your neighbours cat, or whatever other people do online. either way, have a good night/day everyone.
lots of love.
-me
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