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Can't be doing with it!
A life affirming compilation of rambling post-feminist shite.
Created on 2007-10-23 11:45:29 (#14093957), last updated 2009-12-16
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Basic Info| Name: | bad_ideas_bear |
|---|---|
| Birthdate: | 1984 |
| Location: | England, United Kingdom |
BioYou don't want to hear about me. I'm really not all that interesting. This is why I have created an LJ account so I can go online and interact without actually having to leave the house and talk to people.
This account is primarily for online discussion/posting/ranting and other such mumbo-jumbo. If you are reading this then it is extremely likely that you have never met me. If you happen to reading this and think that you recognise me as one of your nearest and dearest, then I would appreciate it if you would LEAVE RIGHT NOW. I have a Facebook and a MySpaz account for such banter between pals. Sheep flinging and virtual spanking really should be reserved only for close friends. Nothing says love like a slap in the face with a trout.
I would list 'writer' as my occupation despite never having a single word published in print.
I recently discovered that I am apparently quite good at stand-up comedy, but part of me still insists that you really haven't made it as a writer if you have to stand on a stage with a microphone and recite your stuff to people rather than publishing a book like most respectable people. Then again that part of me can probably go hang for all I care because I love doing it and it's great to finally find something I'm good at.
The word 'administration' I would label only as 'thing I do for money'. This was not the general plan and I put the whole sorry set of circumstances down to a misinterprettation of the little sign I attached to my begging hat stating 'will type for food'.
I have moved around a lot (all my adult life in fact) and not through a love of travel or wanting to see the world. It's just that occasionally when you cock things up in life as badly as all that, you just want to throw your life in a van and drive to the other end of the country. I didn't see much of the cities I lived in as much of my time was spent lying on the sofa wondering what the hell happened. It's a shame really as I could have made a small fortune writing books on how to see London, Birmingham, Manchester and Lancaster on a budget of £15 and half a packet of spearmint polos. I bought a flat in Manchester at the tender age of 23. I can't cook, I live on coffee and chocolate and I fall over things a lot. I will probably be dead within a week.
Among my hobbies I would list constructive procrastination (lying on the sofa thinking of all the things I really should be doing), intellectual conversation (mainly with myself, as I am one of the most intelligent people I know), Kareoke Kitchen (me, a stereo, a microphone made out of a spoon), and pondering the eternal questions on life: "Who am I? How did I get here? Where did I put the remote?" I like to collect neuroses and mental health diagnoses, specialising in low-grade eating disorders. One of my proudest achievements was when I fell off the scale on an emotional well-being survey and scared the people who were tying to sell me self-help books. I really don't want to get better as I would only miss my neuroses. They've been with me all my life and I'd get lonely without them.
This account is primarily for online discussion/posting/ranting and other such mumbo-jumbo. If you are reading this then it is extremely likely that you have never met me. If you happen to reading this and think that you recognise me as one of your nearest and dearest, then I would appreciate it if you would LEAVE RIGHT NOW. I have a Facebook and a MySpaz account for such banter between pals. Sheep flinging and virtual spanking really should be reserved only for close friends. Nothing says love like a slap in the face with a trout.
I would list 'writer' as my occupation despite never having a single word published in print.
I recently discovered that I am apparently quite good at stand-up comedy, but part of me still insists that you really haven't made it as a writer if you have to stand on a stage with a microphone and recite your stuff to people rather than publishing a book like most respectable people. Then again that part of me can probably go hang for all I care because I love doing it and it's great to finally find something I'm good at.
The word 'administration' I would label only as 'thing I do for money'. This was not the general plan and I put the whole sorry set of circumstances down to a misinterprettation of the little sign I attached to my begging hat stating 'will type for food'.
I have moved around a lot (all my adult life in fact) and not through a love of travel or wanting to see the world. It's just that occasionally when you cock things up in life as badly as all that, you just want to throw your life in a van and drive to the other end of the country. I didn't see much of the cities I lived in as much of my time was spent lying on the sofa wondering what the hell happened. It's a shame really as I could have made a small fortune writing books on how to see London, Birmingham, Manchester and Lancaster on a budget of £15 and half a packet of spearmint polos. I bought a flat in Manchester at the tender age of 23. I can't cook, I live on coffee and chocolate and I fall over things a lot. I will probably be dead within a week.
Among my hobbies I would list constructive procrastination (lying on the sofa thinking of all the things I really should be doing), intellectual conversation (mainly with myself, as I am one of the most intelligent people I know), Kareoke Kitchen (me, a stereo, a microphone made out of a spoon), and pondering the eternal questions on life: "Who am I? How did I get here? Where did I put the remote?" I like to collect neuroses and mental health diagnoses, specialising in low-grade eating disorders. One of my proudest achievements was when I fell off the scale on an emotional well-being survey and scared the people who were tying to sell me self-help books. I really don't want to get better as I would only miss my neuroses. They've been with me all my life and I'd get lonely without them.
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