did you enjoy my dark, depressing poem?
i've never denied being dramatic. ruler of all things dramatic. i need a tiara.
it's snowing here. again. and again. big fat tease a week ago with the 70 degree weather. i've decided i'm going back to the tanning bed for awhile. yES! i KNow! about skin cancer...but dude....i just...yeah.
i have a new doctor. is anyone ever happy about a new doctor? i'm not. eeesh. i mean, she's not all that bad and all but she right away started messing with my bidness. i'm in about day six of 'trial'. who knows. too soon to see for sure. (ignore last night's post, won't you?)
but i do feel that way. the plus side, as one would state, is that i have an opportunity to reinvent myself. fresh canvas and all. that's all fine and dandy if that's what you wanted...or...won the lottery...but i didn't want that. (whine whine drama drama...tiara).
i'll get over it. or around it. or through it. i always seem to do.
what would you tell yourself if you had a new canvas?
dance on people
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