Thursday, January 27

Lazy

3 names you go by:
SamSam
SamBird
Samorama

3 parts of your heritage:
German
British
African (not discernibly, mind you)

3 things that scare you:
Ladders
Loving someone more than they love me
Having people one day fight over who has to take me home, or take care of me

3 of your everyday essentials:
Coffee
Music
A Notebook or novel

3 things you’re wearing right now:
Satin
Lace
A Push-up Bra (I have the DDs, why not shove 'em up to my chin?)

3 of your favorite bands/artists (today):
Adam Green
Kurt Elling
The Strokes

3 of your favorite songs at present:
Can You See Me? by Adam Green
The Waters of March by Mark Murphy
Little Black Numbers by Kathryn Williams

3 new things you want to try in the next 12 months:
Lose 80 lbs
Get at tattoo
Get laid a lot (Hey, it's worth a try, right?)

3 things you want in a relationship (love is a given):
Laughter
Physical desire
Devotion

2 truths and a lie:
I've had sex in an elevator
I've peed my pants because I was too busy talking to a cute boy
I've attempted to commit suicide

3 physical things about a love interest that appeal:
Carriage (He holds himself as if he were unashamedly naked, even fully clothed
Smile (Coy, sexy, innocent, beaming, sly...they all work. A smile is the first form of flirtation, an invitation)
Some sign of rebellion (tattoo, long hair, piercing, etc)

3 things you just can't do:
Whistle
Remember to wash my face twice a day
Be mean to someone just because I've had a crappy day (I always cry and apologize within about two minutes; I'm so sad a specimen)

3 of your favorite hobbies:
Singing (soft and sweet, loud and obnoxious, alone or with the CD...)
Imagining/Daydreaming
Getting myself pretty

3 things you want to do really badly right now:
Go home
Get undressed
Sleep in my own bed

3 careers you’re considering:
Actress
Singer
Beautician

3 places you want to go on vacation:
New York City
London
Jazzdagen Carribean Cruise with Blue Street Jazz Band

3 kids names (either boy or girl):
Kieran/Kiera
Dean or Reed (It's a tie)
Ella

3 Things you want to do before you die:
Sing in a smoky nightclub
Run naked through the streets of New York
Own a home

Sunday, January 16

sORRY

I feel somehow deathly tired when I think about posting lately. Nothing to say except I apologize, guy, for not entertaining you better.

Monday, January 3

A Very Merry Un-New Year's to You (And YOU!!)

I'm sorry I haven't been updating as often as I should. I've been so busy being all over the place between Christmas and work and New Year's and rent and power bills and all of that mixed with being hated and loved and loving an hating. It's been a passionate few days.

I am devastated that I missed out on an opportunity to see Carly-pie. It seems she was "socializing" with her fiancee and we kept missing each other. Like phone tag, except it was like I was it and I'd tag her and she'd ignore me. She wouldn't take the it. I cried and cried. It's not like she can ignore me the whole time she lives here. It's just going to be the longest 5/6 months of my life, waiting desperately to be 21...I mean...waiting for Carly to come.

On the other side (of a town ripped in two), I had an amazing New Year's celebration that lasted three days and had cute boys and great friends and funny jokes and a bunch of vanilla vodka and ginger ale and creme de cacao and champagne and great conversation. fireside chats, sleeping on leather, low cut satin shirts, Nat Sherman Fantasia cigarettes, puzzles, pizza, a Carey Grant movie and a reality show makeover of Vince Neil. I was loved and cared for and teased and complimented and prodded and approved of from all sides. What a glorious way to start the year. And I have a little crush on an actor I met at this party, but I can't really say who, can I? I mean, this is the public domain...

Sigh.

I also went and paid rent today and picked out colors for the family room. And I am going to clean my room and put away a month's worth of laundry that I just did and now have lying in the middle of my floor.

If there's anything you desire to know about my absence, just ask. I love to talk about myself, you know.