love enchants me.

dear prince charming,

dont even bother asking. i may seem friendly, but eventually i will find reason to say no.

i need help. in all seriousness.

the last couple of posts have been published a day late because i fail at clicking the 'publish post' button. im starting to think i have major issues with commitment if i cant even commit to a post on a blog that no one knows exists.

i have recently discovered just how unfit i am. apparently just because i can work for long periods of time and cope on minimal sleep does not mean i am fit. is it possible that my body pretends to be fit at work? i walk for hours on end, lift heavy things and constantly exceed my own expectations. and yet 25 sit-ups in a row is a genuine struggle. maybe im doing sit-ups wrong. hehe. well if only that were the reason.

often i like the idea of writing, but i dont know what to write. it has occurred to me that in order to call myself a writer, i need to actually write things down rather than simply thinking them. that makes me only a thinker. unfortunately, publication frightens me. having bought completely into the contractual power of written agreements, i constantly feel that i must draft my writing before i write any of it down. which of course results in many revisions and eventual loss of the idea altogether because i have mulled it over so long ive run out of time to actually transcribe it. here, then, i have made a small commitment to attempt to write what comes into my mind as it comes into my mind in order to train myself to write. again. // i will admit to having developed a number of 'bad' habits of late. without entering into excessive specificity, tendencies towards unhealthy behaviour and unproductive thought patterns have begun to plague me on a regular basis. all seemingly with my consent.

oop, problem solved!

in other news, a reason to shop has presented itself.
on the list:

• heels
• earrings
• pants that fit
• kk gift
• black shirt
• work shoes
• undergarments

self diagnosis: development of inappropriate attachment resulting in general emotional confusion and skewed discernment of normalcy in behaviour.

nothing like passing up essentials to save money for things i just kinda want. there's a hole in my work shoes and my glasses are the wrong prescription, but hey. new earrings!

all this spinning is making me dizzy! would the world mind stopping for a while? we can all take a holiday.

i feel like i need to dedicate some serious time to sorting things out. i have things to get done, but im too busy working to try and afford them to actually get them done!

there is just too much to do!

ive thought for a long time that Friends of Elizabeth would be an acceptable band name.