With Shroomy, Pansy and Bri gone, had to resort to having breakfast with dear Alexa and Soreso. The subject of our conversation eventually revolves around life. As Alexa yakked on about how her life has been beyond satisfactory now that she has found her calling as a trouble-making rebel, and how she'll willingly meet her Maker, after making Little Alexas (she still insists that mankind's sole purpose in this world is to procreate). Soreso pointed out that after Big Alexa makes Little Alexas, we'll all be meeting our Maker too, as the world will undoubtedly come to a tragic end. Alexa then promised him that one Big Alexa is all he'll need to meet his Maker if he doesn't shut up. Lol.

Then the entertaining pair rounded on me or rather, my life. I briefly whined about how my life has been a complete failure, how I tried but still can't find a cure for freakicitis to cure myself, how I can't even find the ladder of self-actualisation, let alone climb it and how the belief that I'm a specimen used in an extra-terrestial research to deduce the number of setbacks humanoids can handle before the aforementioned humanoid finally cracks and starts telling eveyone it's a broccoli, is firmly entrenched in my mind. Alexa and Soreso became concerned and agreed that I'm totally insane.

I love my friends. They keep me sane:)

The Queen Tells It Like It Is

Her Majesty
Crowned 3rd Oct 1989
Can crack a walnut with her butt NastyLawn-mower
Pain in the arse
Be afraidBe very afraid


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Can You Make The Queen?

How to make a Cassandra

Ingredients: 1 part pride 1 part crazyiness 5 parts ego

Method: Stir together in a glass tumbler with a salted rim. Add a little cocktail umbrella and a dash of lovability