Once again I return to the hallowed halls of LJdom under a new guise.
The time has come to unburden myself in an public forum of the many annoyances that make up my life.
These include (but are not limited to):
- I currently have glandular fever (or some hideous similar viral thing)
- Having to live with a girl who thinks she is a wolf. I kid you not.
- Writer's Block
- University. (Not one part of this I like)
- Crappy family.(Yeah, I know we all got that one)
- The fact that I find 80% of my friends irritating to the point of hate.
- My own tardiness that means nothing gets finished, essays, journal entries, novels...
- The extreme no-money that I have. 21st century Western poverty is thy name.
- Just recently I got completely bored of most of my music.
- Even my own whining annoys me!
Luckily, I don't care too deeply about any of that. What does it matter when I have the superficiality of the world of fiction to stick my head into.
So, let's consider this new LJ christened, baptised *insert religious, or indeed non-religious, ceremony of your choice*.
I'll just finish with what I am reading currently, which would be: The Golden Notebook by Doris Lessing