May angle sar te merel kadi yag
Make the best of where you are, not to be like them, but to know."
*above photos by my friend,
Hey, there.. my journal is terribly interesting in that 'not' sort of way... I'm a posh-rat, (posh meaning 'half'), technically Indo-European, which is to say half Nordic and half Romani (a.k.a. ethnically Gypsy* - NOT Romanian), which of course means I have the power (at least 1/2 of the time!) to see the future, cast spells and read tarot cards, live in a caravan and travel around the world, dancing around campfires and banging on my magical tambourine... but that's only if you ask the average person what a 'Gypsy' is. In the real world, I'm a musician, wife, writer, geek-girl, blog addict, *endo sufferer, and mom to a furry little ewok-dog.
I am currently trying to temper my need for privacy with my desire for personal expression, aka 'my right to write' exactly how and what I feel at any given time (and sometimes multiple times) a day ~ I am (forgive the expression) a grammar-Nazi, a Jeep girl, opinionated, pro-choice, anti-racism, agnostic, self-indulgent, egotistical, agressive, confrontational, easy-going (unless you piss me off), a realist (which, contrary to what my husband thinks, is not the same as a pessimist) and brutally honest to a fault. I have a filthy mouth, curse like a sailor and my favorite word is 'fuck', (it's so bloody versatile). I can spot hypocrisy faster than Google spots the word 'sex'. I am most comfortable with strangers reading my journal, (stranger than who??) because I don't care who you are or how much I love you, I'm going to bitch about you from time to time and that's just the way it is, and what you will have to deal with if you read this blog.
These people who contribute to who I am, they are with me wherever I go, and my love for them only grows, because the truth is, it is the best of times. Mistakes are made, hearts are broken, harsh lessons learned, but all of that has receded into fond memory now.
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