Another yuletide poem

I paint the christmas lights
black and blue
and a questionably green shade of purple
But as I flick the switch
it all looks grey;

And I'm thinking of you.

-- December 2009

edit.

So last weekend I dressed up as Thelma from "Thelma & Louise" and went to a queer feminist film festival / party with Anja from my class (who dressed as Louise), we had our pictures taken with prop guns and had a few beers, saw a hilarious short film called "Revolutionärerna" and that was about as fun as it got, but it was still nice. The evening ended at a bit of an anti-climax but we still had a good time, all things considering...

I published a post before going out, telling you about this, but I deleted it because some jackass left a whole bunch terrible "poetry" in a comment and I couldn't figure out how to delete the comment and it really annoyed me, so I deleted the whole post...

In my reply to your comment, Cesar, I said that I miss you a lot today, and let's see if you'll notice that I'm thinking about you.

Every time I remember I actually have a camera on me now, it's in the middle of the night or evening and I'm by myself, walking down the street, so all the pictures I've taken since my mum leant me the camera are of blurry street lights.

New episode of Supernatural tonight. I've got crisps and cactus drink. And I'm giddy as the fangirl I'm really not usually (but the trailer last week looked wickedly funny, so I've been looking forward to this episode!)

But first, rewrite script. No Supernatural until work is accomplished. I'm actually disconnecting my internet after I've posted this so as not to be tempted to procrastinate any further! I swear!

Also, I've lit a candle for you Cesar (that is not as ominous as it sounds, it's my way of sending you positive, healing vibes.) I hope you feel better soon!

Thinking of you tonight.

Trying something different (this is for Cesar!)

What do you know... two can play this game!
Okay, I'm not good at it... but I can play it! :)
/ from Hell with love,
Ida