I’m not really going to get a chance to burble till I’m back at uni. But all kinds of metamorphosic stuff has been happening, which is fun and a little scary.
Rachel is now in tenerife. I hope things are going okay, I think about her a fair bit. I had a very enjoyable weekend at her house, and she is now the only person to possess a drawing of mine where I made a reasonable attempt to draw a *background.*
I am test-driving tiny pants Since I’ve been perplexed with the claim that thongs are more comfortable for some time, I decided to buy some and see for myself. The jury is still out on this one, but so far seems fairly good. If nothing else it’s an incentive to really work on my bum at the gym next year 🙂
Even more oddly, I’m test driving a limited amount of make up. And, like my opinion of clubbing, I have decided it’s actually kind of fun. I was treated to a ‘facial’ and have added it to my list of lovely things to do… so relaxing, and with a face/head/neck/back massage thrown in it can’t be bad 🙂
I’m really getting somewhere with this crazy intuition/spiritual stuff. Whether this means I’m actually getting more insane or closer to some truth I’m not sure yet. Last night I had to jump out of bed and talk excitedly at my mother because I’d connected together some important truths about Love. And relationships. IT’S ALL STARTING TO MAKE SENSE!! 😀 😀
I will write in more detail later because I think it’s important. Right now i need to start packing.