Belles, Stars and Boulevards

I closed the door, because that's what sane people do when the rain pours down.

I closed the door because I'm wet and tired and I need to get some rest.

And you have your own house to go to anyway.

It's not like you're waiting outside.

You have your own shelter, and there's no point in you peering in while I get colder and colder and my carpet gets wet.

Still.

Knock on it anytime you want if it's pouring.

I'm not one to leave a visitor in the rain.

Especially you.

Until then, I'll be trying to light my fire.

Hi, I'm Ian.

Just another starstruck (see above for evidence*) wanderer trying to find his way in this horribly confusing and sometimes messed up world.

This space as you might have realised is for my own venting. It's where I talk, to myself. To the universe. It's where I don't lie. Much. Chances are you won't get more truth out of me than these few billion pages of angst.

My life isn't that bad. Sometimes. The good parts just usually end up being the blank dates in between the posts you see. So yes, just to practice my math and to cheer myself up a little, the number of posts is inversely proportional to my mental wellbeing. Yes that counts as math with me.

And despite the wry smile on my face and the grin I can imagine on yours, I'm still rather sombre.

I promise you I'm sunny somedays. Stick around. You never know what you may learn.

*hint may or may not be in big black font at the top of the page.

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Because Cute, Smart, and Funny don't mean a thing The above was supposed to be the real title, but trust me the blogskin screwed up on me Living life to the fullest And I won't say anything at all. To all the lovely bitches like you Get your boots on
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