Balancing the corners...

There is a part of me that wishes I could tell everyone what i do as sometimes it gets a bit difficult trying to reconcile the different areas of my life. This was made really apparent yesterday when one of my great friends (who has been absent from my life for the past year due to a slight matter of her emigration to Australia) sent me a text asking what we were doing this evening and I had to send one back telling her that as I am taking the weekend out to spend with her i have to 'work up till friday as I need to make money between now and then'. Now as far as she's concerned I am starting a business which as yet isn't actually making any money yet (this is true) so she's probably now wondering what the fuck I am up to. I think this weekend might be confession time...

There are people in my circle who know all the details...they are the ones I trust implicitly. Emigrated friend who is over on a visit for a month is definitely in amongst those I consider to be trustworthy (and non-judgmental). It all gets more difficult when I have certain other friends who I like but haven't known long enough to include them in this circle and they seem to spend most of their time asking me what it is that I am so bloody busy with when i turn down the offer of the pub for the umpteenth time. I've become a master of evading the question. A life skill that I think might prove very useful if I wanted a career in politics but I'm not sure how great it is as a character trait generally. Then again someone of my intenet acquaintance did say the other day that i should run for prime minister...

From the bedroom/lounge to the great outdoors

A friend is doing a public nudity project (he's a cameraman/director), he wants me to get involved. I also have a photographer who i'm going to be working with for his portfolio and my own profiles. Was thinking that I quite fancy getting naked outside. I'm not a stranger to fucking in the woods, although it's been a while, my last boyfriend claimed to be adventurous in that respect but really really wasn't. Hmmmm...I've just had an idea. I wonder how busy arboretums get at the weekends and what the chances are of getting away with it?

I'm back!

It's been a while since I posted on here, for various reasons, all far too long winded to be worth mentioning. I've had many mini adventures between then and now, people of my acquaintance keep telling me that all this'll make a good book one day....but would i want my parents to read it?

One of my friends is really sniffy about my activities, the rest (or at least the ones who know) are all fascinated by what i choose to do with the time that I am not setting up my new art empire. I got a little drunk with one of them a week ago when she came round for dinner. After 3 bottles of wine we decided that it would be fucking hilarious to log on to one of the sites i work through. Now, I have wanted to fuck her for quite some time but never would have acted on my urges as to my mind friendship is far more important than a potentially friendship severing fumble. One thing led to another and in the end we did actually end up fucking...makes me laugh still that it was in front of 200 people on the internet...and the monster that we created through that means that every time i log on now i get asked where my friend is and when she'll be back for a repeat. All I can say is that I am surprised, and also really happy that we are still talking and everything's fine. And it also means that i've broken my girl drought, which is a very good thing...