Let's call today: 'Thursday, 28 October 2004'
pirategirl 
wrote in the notebook:
first of all let me say this, cos i've been meaning to for a while...
The whole world does not revolve around you.
Aah, now I've just created an existential dilemma - for all who read that will think "Is she talking about me?.... But,.. maybe it isnt? But...Aaagh!"
And then their heads will all simultaneously implode. When I hit the Publish button I shall run to the open window and await the colossal boom sound that would inevitably accompany such a global meltdown of the psyche.
Muhahahahahaha!
Huh? Oh yeah... blogging. Right.
I'm having a very switchy day today, and when I came home, I changed into my pyjamas, curled up under my rug on my bed, drew the blinds and watched a few videos on my big TV, eating chocolate.
That's very girly, huh?
But anyway, I just felt like shit. Still do if I look hard enough, but in between chatting and blogging, I've been working on my photoshop stuff and when that works, it always distracts me well enough to get by. Look at this one:
Nice huh?
I took that shot somewhere near Byron Bay, and there were lots of blemishes I had to edit out. I like how it turned out.
But before I turned to my photoshop I was storming around the house. I remember trying to fix the frame of the wooden laundry basket and I ended up just throwing it to the floor.
It's funny how my anger works. In company, I'll just be quiet and a bit wooden. Alone, I'll let it out however it comes.
I guess that happens when you grow up in a household that was based on the free venting of rage on innocents. That's why even today I hate seeing people taking shit out on other people, and I try not to do it myself.
Carly asked me today if I felt like throttling her senseless, and while she does make me extremely mad sometimes, I don't think I could ever do that. And yet, if someone was doing something to someone else, like to her for example, I know that I'd immediately fade back and let the other protective side of me come out.
It's strange to sit down and really look at how the mind works, isnt it?
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