Sunday, May 23, 2004

I have lost interest in movies. Even though I have been somewhat deprived from them, the last being Lord of the Rings - The Return of the King, I am no longer feeling left out of the scene.



No longer does cooking delicious experimental food excite me, in fact I find cutting veg a chore.



I no longer find men attractive! And do not long to find a man to keep me full company. Company might be nice, but what for when I am asleep. I do not want a full-blown relationship as it will be too much work and trouble, and to have little spurts of warm male companionship is merely unrealistic and therefore a waste of time.



I do not feel like watching TV any more, not even the enjoyable stuff like foreign films, or AMI, or the dramas like The OC. I only turn him on (the telly dear, the telly) when I am traipsing around the flat in morning stupor, only to hear Jennifer Alejandro's and Nathan King's voice.



Even fashion and dressing up for work, that is a real toughie to me now. Ditto make-up. The colours used to excite me so. Now it's merely to disguise the horrors of au naturale me.



What I enjoy now - drinking, reading, chilling out in music, being with people. And, working. I love overworking.



Ah, bliss.