Showing posts with label sex. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sex. Show all posts

Friday, February 17, 2012

Unemployment

A month. A MONTH since I've been here to regale you with a few hundred words wrapped around my crush on Elijah Wood. OH dear hearts, my laziness brings me such sweet sorrow.

The good news? In one week I will be unemployed. By choice, mind you. But still, I'm more than a little terrified. No matter what I say about having to quit to start uni, I am still very deliberately walking away from employment, money and security.

I imagine my future has a very 'Down And Out In Paris And London' vibe.
Uh, please note, I never did finish reading that. I know. I love Georgey(/Ericy). Shameful. Anyway... 

Since stumbling upon The 5 Weirdest Reasons We Have Sex (According to Science) earlier this morning (hilarious read by the way. Nerdy perfect), I decided, maybe I can do that. I can write, and I can do so not half-bad.

So if I'm going to unemployed with lots of time and lots of internet (aka be a freelance writer), I'mma needa spruce this blog UP.

Oh and the bad news? I think I'll always crush on lil Lij. If you find this morally apprehensible, it was nice knowing you.

Joy out

Monday, May 30, 2011

Gush o' the Day - Anthony Kiedis



Currently reading Scar Tissue.

Um, giant crush on Anthony Kiedis.

Um, totally inappropriate stalking of him and his kid. I apologise, I'm all for protecting kids from the media but c'mon Ant - let's get real here. I mean. Noone reads this. haha.

And dude. I'm so unbelievably happy he's a dad. Stereotypical female moment here, please ignore while I swoon and sigh all over the joint.


Back to my giant crush. I'm a bit surprised (as, lets face it, I am by a lot of my behaviour). I've always admired him (with my eyes), but having him tell me that he cheated on his girlfriends, and went drugnuts shouldn't really be the fantasy courtship it's becoming...

Um, shutup conscience. I friggin like Anthony Kiedis ... COS LOOK AT HIM WITH DAVE GROHL - gah. Just, LOOK.