"Love does not exist in the way that makes me proud to pursue it. Every feeling I interpret as love is the result of some need in me: to be accepted, to be thought special, to put back together the pieces of my ego left crushed by past lovers and perhaps most of all to fulfill my evolutionary contract of prolonging the species. Genuine love then, cannot be innate. We must learn to love beyond ourselves once we have started there. Two hearts rather than two halves."

If I was told to live according to a book that included verses like this:

Eve was punished severely for her attempt to gain knowledge, for disobedience and for exerting independence from her husband. I will greatly increase your pains in childbearing... Your desire will be for your husband and he will rule over you." Genesis 3:16

"For man did not come from woman, but woman from man; neither was man created for woman, but woman for man. For this reason, and because of the angels, the woman ought to have a sign of authority on her head;" 1 Corinthians 11:9, 10.

“Wives submit to your husbands, as is fitting to the Lord.” Colossians 3:18

I would kick up a stink. I often wonder how I live in a world with 2 billion people who don't.

Christopher Hitchens

is not yet the king of the universe, why?

Wow. All I want to do is just fuck my brain with his.

Ayn Rand

Blow my mind much?

I've just started reading up on her philosophies. If I think about them too long I agree with them. It kinda scares me.

Anyone read her books? Thoughts?

>2010

I just had the worst 6 months of my life. Enough life lessons learnt to keep me going til I'm 90. Thankful they were able to be crammed into such a short amount of time at least. :)

It's Only Just March

I feel like Beatrice Lacey. Cast in Glee. Wishing this episode was more like The Hills than Bold & the Beautiful. Waiting around like Anne Boleyn knowing I would be safer as a turtle. So bored with my alter ego of Ellen Page I mask it with that chick in some book I just read.

Dribble that manages to sum up everything in my head perfectly.

London round 2, pt.1

No BS, I woke up to a documentary on the sun. It was my first morning in London and exactly what I needed. A Cullen-esque little Brit telling me despite my suspicions it still existed. His eyes bulged with wonder taking pictures of it with his camera. It was a condescending look covering the points of where it existed and how important it was we had one or we'd be 'very very cold'. It was pretty clear this show was aimed at kids and the British. I turned to the BBC news where despite my email, it still hadn't hired better looking presenters. I was not impressed. It had been over 6 months.

Spending today searching for cheap, edible sushi. If I don't find anything soon.. I don't even want to entertain that thought. The sushi place across from work spoilt me. Come lunchtime it's all I think about. Sushi contains on average only 4 things. It disturbs me the amount of places that get it wrong.

My body is an amazing thing. I put it through over 30 hours of no sleep, 2 inch square space to fit in and a diet very little beyond cheese and crackers in that time and it still wants to run a marathon when I reach london. I haven't found a better way to feel as refreshed. Which is frustrating, when a less expensive and time consuming way would be nice. The only thing that can rival it is a big night out, drinking way too much. I can't begin to describe the therapeutic benefits.

It's not all good news. As soon as I treated my body to a good night sleep void of DVT and screaming babies it turned against me. I couldn't keep anything down all night. That was until I had some vegemite toast. I'd like to know how vegemite toast can cure anything. Well, admittedly not everything, but the list is growing. From back ache, PMS, heartbreak and now jet leg. It's not that good that it can cure cancer, but it does prevent it.