Awesomest. Boots. EVER.

[bookwyrm]

I used the income I recovered from selling the shoes on eBay to buy the boots I've been wanting for so long. 14-eyelet matte finish black leather Doc Martens. These things are SWEET, for all they take 20 minutes to put on. I now have another incentive to lose enough weight to be able to fit into my short skirts again-- I think they'd make a most excellent combination. Especially the kilts. The gray kilt, the zip-up turtleneck, the boots, and if I can make my hair cooperate, who knows, I might even be a little dangerous.

Okay, let me dream, willya?

Somewhat swamped with dealing with things. Still feeling grateful that life is not as bad as it has been. Had a depressing semi-realization last night, trying not to think about it too much. Murphy's law states that if I find somebody who perfectly fits my idealized male phenotype and personality, he will naturally be either taken or disinterested. Or both. That's the way these things work, right?

On the other hand, I have also decided that I really should not treat liking someone as a horrible burden which, if I were more considerate, I would not inflict on them. Even if that's the general reaction I get when they find out-- you'd think I'd mortally insulted them.

And when I get in moods like this, that obviously means I am not doing enough homework to keep me properly busy. Maybe it's time to start learning Linear Algebra.

Comments

[friode.livejournal.com]

Of course interesting people are always disinterested or taken.

[zenala.livejournal.com]

he will naturally be either taken or disinterested

Or he will be interested just long enough that you fall hopelessly madly in love with him and think you have a chance... And then it's a long way down...