It doesn't matter what she's doing. She's a goddess.

Keira, of course.

And don't try to make her more bosomy or more perfect in a Maxim Magazine sort of way. I love her as she is.

Heath Ledger is really bugging me now.

He's skanky and unwashed. When did he stop being cute? With his gay cowboy role coming up, I'm feeling disappointed.

I just loved him in A Knight's Tale.

I've been reading so much fanfic the past few days, I'm starting to OD. But I haven't written anything, even poetry in ages.

Got an email from Krissy in Houston. I can't imagine the drama she's experiencing right now. Wish I could give her a huge hug and remind her of those days not all that long ago when we huddled together at football games and tried to stay warm under our big fuzzy blanket.

Wow, today you could taste it, autumn, that is. There's a smell, a feel and even a taste in the air when the seasons change, especially when summer turns to autumn.

I was so tired today. Gotta stop the party nights, but there's been a consuming interest the last few days.

His name is Mark.

Mark, he of the freshman year crush. And now what a difference a few years make.

And fandom? Well, I haven't done much of anything. I'd like to get involved in the challenge at the Legolas list, but doubt I could write a story based on a photo. I've looked at the photos and nothing springs to mind.

What else is new?

My communities and tiny friends list are very quiet, really.

And now the sun is going down already. The nightingale sings very early now.

Gotta get out there and stop lurking. I feel like I live my life pretty up front, but on line I just passively watch.

I don't comment on the stories I like.

I don't comment at other people's journals. (so how can I get more friends?)

I don't be-friend others.

Wow. Milady Hawke joined my flist after I friended her Elf Ranger slash journal. (I was nervous to just friend her journal, because I knew she was cutting her friends list and because I just don't seem able to get out there and make many friends!)

I know I need to comment more. I just have to do it.

(I've said this before. *sigh*)

So much for the long weekend, and so much for the summer of 2005.

I guess it's now considered over.

He didn't try to call today, so false alarm.

I didn't write a word or do anything much today, except laundry. Typical. But it was still a lovely, lovely weekend!

Wilt thou be gone? it is not yet near day:
It was the nightingale, and not the lark,
That pierced the fearful hollow of thine ear;
Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate-tree:
Believe me, love, it was the nightingale.

It was the lark, the herald of the morn,
No nightingale: look, love, what envious streaks
Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east:
Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day
Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops.
I must be gone and live, or stay and die.

Watched with little or no interest last night, I have to admit. Did Gwen win anything besides that style award?

(I admit she looked great! *g*)

Kelly's performance was, um, different. Very rocker. That dress at the first was amazing. And she's really toned up her arms, big time.

I've had enough of Diddy. He can go away now, forever, or at least for a year or two.

The Killers are starting to get to me.

That's it!

/going back to work now

Today felt like one long hangover. Thank goodness is was cool today, cuz I didn't feel like doing anything.

Last night was a blast. We ended up at the Crocodile and danced for hours. Megan and Danny stayed most of the time and I ended up on Danny's couch at some point.

Anyway, reminds me what I loved about college.

and what I hated!

Wish I had written something or done something worth mentioning, but no. I should intro myself at the Shakespeare community, but I'm not sure what to say. Idjut! *g*

I'm trying to hold to my self-proclaimed philosophy of women sticking together and being positive about each other and not snarky about every little thing, but I have to make this snarky post.

Is Tara Reid the skankiest whore who ever lived? Is she happy being the poster girl for skanky whores everywhere? and how does somebody like that get her own show? and why am I actually watching it?

(and worse yet, do I look that bad when I'm drunk?)

/not using the goddess icon on this post!

He called this morning and I just didn't pick up. He left some long message, but I didn't listen.

Why can't I just make it clear that it's over. It was nice while it lasted but I gotta move on. I don't want either one of us to be hurt but you can't keep clinging to a dream.

I am definitely writing something today. Something Alexander? I'd like to actually post, maybe to the epic slash community. Nothing much goes on there, so it seems like a safe place.

Yesterday I watched ROTK like three times (part of it) on cable. And I kept wanting to watch the extended version.

What a geek!

Anyway, I am going to go around and friend some folks and maybe even share some of my writing. I know that's asking to get slammed, but if I can't take it I shouldn't be posting here should I?

Lately I've been reading about folks going through lots of negative fandom stuff and it really makes me wonder if I want to chance it. I guess you have to learn to get stronger, but even the toughest fans get hurt, as I've seen. There are mean people everywhere and you can't just hide away. I watched somebody actually delete her journal and then bring it back to deal with some issues. Would anything ever make me want to do that? I jsut don't know because I've never been that involved in the fan world.

I guess I'm afraid of having it spoiled for me.

gotta get over it!

I'm really trying, but I guess I have a long way to go!

How did I ever get any friends here at LJ?

How can I be so outgoing in person and so backwards on line.

*slapping myself*

*sigh*

(some goddess!)

I've been reading around and commenting a little, but it's time to start trying harder.

I just have things I want to say and people I want to connect with.

*taking deep breath*

I'm going to go for it and come out of my closet!

We'll see what happens.

I decided to rename my journal. Too many people thought I was a role-player or just a weirdo and didn't believe my actual nickname is 'Paris.' I just thought 'parisonnet' was more lyrical and more true to who I am.

So I did it.

15 clams, but I would have just spent that on a cd or something.

I gotta get used to this

but I like it!

It sucks when your birthday falls in the middle of the week! Nobody is free to do anything during the day, or wants to stay out very late at night.

I don't blame them, but it feels bad, even so.

I know there are some surprises in the works, because certain people can't keep their mouths shut. *g* But I can't wait to see what happens...

I feel very young and silly, but I'm so excited I'm wide awake!