Dreams of Mars

Energy

So, life is good, I rarely post in here – or anywhere, for that matter, but regardless, I have a few Facebook notes to import later on.

Costume, 2009t

I had a Halloween party and it went spectacularly. I was a bat, a costume I’d been wanting about three or four years now. I meant to be Poison Ivy, but the dress ended up looking like a curtain on me. Arkham Asylum Ivy will probably be my choice for next year’s. Anyway, we ate cupcakes, pizza and of course candy, watched Feast, an episode of Alfred Hitchcock Presents, and The Ring.

Recently, I’ve started talking to a guy, and he’s really freaking awesome. (And I’m not just saying that because I intend to have him read this!) But really, he brightens up my e-life (and probably RL, truth be told), and we click pretty damn well, which is a rare occurrence for me. Just wanted to give him a quick shout-out! :wink:

I don’t know that I have much else to say other than the “boyfriend” that is scattered through out the first page or so of this blog and I have dissolved our relationship and I am in the process of deliberately destroying the friendship. I hope to never, ever get with a boy like that again, because abuse that is disguised is the worst kind there is.

I want to cleanse Mars of him, because he has tainted what used to save my sanity.

Consider this your baptism.
(Free of all religous context, of course. :kawaii:
…though I do wonder if that even makes sense?
Well, it does in my vocab!)

And I’m out! :heart: