Consultant Oracular

Had my Linair Strategic Huddle yesterday. To the surprise of everyone I was quite at my ease and spoke sensibly on all topics and questions asked. perhaps I won't flounder quite as much at B-school as expected. But then, during one of the mind challenging games, we had 30 seconds to draw something. It was part of some bigger creative challenge which I won't go into here. I drew a Diplodocus with a purple marker. A lot of stuff was done to it through the course of the game/challenge by others after which it was tacked on the wall. I couldn't stop looking at it through the rest of the day. The Diplodocus was clearly visible in its distinctive purple in clean graceful lines.

I'll never stop being fascinated by dinosaurs.

Au Jeste

I've been lying to myself again. Bad Ipshita.

How many times shall I tell myself it is a practice most disastrous. I have to work hard to get myself on the straight and narrow. I am a crook and a liar at heart. Sigh.. I'd have made such a good villain.

Sternly now

Its okay to make sacrifices and spending money on something you live die and breathe for. But I have to remember it is a sacrifice and find something to do without

LOTR

(squeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeal)
I am going to the LOTR concert
(SQUEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAL)

(Running around in circles waving hands around wildly, metaphorically)

Breathe, bReathe, Breathe...

da dee dum du-di dum

Nothing is too expensive for this kind of thing.

Many many questions

1)Though I am not answerable to other people on questions on my taste, I am still responsible for me. Sigh. I've tried shrugging off my lapses in taste as esoteric, individualistic, hormonal; but in the end its just bad taste.
2)Is it ill-bred and vulgar to show happiness? Just as ill-bred and vulgar it is to paint depression over one's face? Moderate one to the happy medium.
3)I should work harder, I am drawing a salary still, you know. :(
4) How lovely is the tune of the beltane fire-dance. I thought I'd get bored by now but it still makes me twitch. I want to find someone to play alonga me.

Note the shadow. This is not Earth

Rain Dance

I feel all trippy and thrummy and keyed up. My feet itch with the urge to run. I want a nice wide field and the spattering of rain and the fresh smell of green growing things. How lucky to be alive and young.