Time Out

So. I feel it necessary every so often to take a breather and reflect on this absurd blog. I like to call it a 'time out'. Sometimes I bet alot of you think ('cause I know I do) , 'Who does this Owl bird think she is?' - I even find it quite laughable that I have the audacity to say such 'tings. Well, I like to write. And I am so opinionated that is borders on being positively obnoxious. How good is the word 'obnoxious'?! I have a draft of a blog listing all my favourite words, and I must definitely include 'obnoxious' (I needed to say it again) Anyway! I digress...

The reason why I even started this blog was because I found myself needing a reason to get out of bed in the morning (sozz for the emo sentence) and I also very much craved an avenue in which to channel my thoughts so that they weren't all going round in my head banging against the walls of my brain. PLUS it's kinda nice for someone to say 'hey! I totes know what you mean!!' so that you don't spend your life wondering whether you are a weirdo or not. For the record, I am well aware that I am somewhat of a weirdo, but I guess that's half the appeal. Or if not appeal then amusement. Whatever. I'm eager to please.

I say 'fuck' alot. And I talk about sex. *shock*horror* puuuu leeeaaaaseee. As if you don't do that with your friends every bloody day! A bit of slang creeps in from time to time as well as a tiny bit of narcissism - hey! What can I say? I'm a peacock dressed in owls clothing. Or feathers I guess. My writing methods are questionable...like I never plan. I just write as I think - which is exactly the way most of us talk. Except the beauty of blogging it is that you get to delete it later when the icy hands of guilt grip your conscience. Pity the same can't be done in real life. Amongst other things.

So anyway dear reader...thank you so much for reading and commenting - positively or otherwise. And with that note, I bring you the 50Th post of 'Take My Advice...I don't use it anyway' FUCK that's a great disclaimer.

au revoir x