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Oh, you poor darling, stumbling across this shite, um, site. Did someone send you...? Is Uncle Google unwell...?! Oh well, you're here now, so while you wait for another page to load feel free to tune into my brain as it explodes words all over the page... On a good day some may end up randomly coherent and somewhat meaningful... On an awesome day, I will just throw shit and see what sticks.


Your experience here will be greatly rewarded if you have a working knowledge of 'Survivor' (the understated, barely-known American reality show, not the ridiculous, be-mulleted band), 'Today' (Australian version avec Karl Stefanovic and co. [don't get me started, just watch the clip in my first post...]), 'Judge Judy' (again, wha...?), insomnia (not the Christopher Nolan film) and (last, but methinks most) decent music.


And it would possibly help if your literacy skills could keep up with my over-convoluted, ridiculously complicated (over-grammarised, I hear... and could be marred by totally invented wordicles...), tangent-laden sentences. Say what? Nothin... Just ignore me.


xxx



C'est Moi

Me... Ok.


asl? middle-aged (?!)/female/Australia.


I have awesome legs and a pretty amazing tail... Um, no... I'm not Skippy the Bush Kangaroo. And what?! No... I'm not Elle McPherson either. If you had have let me finish I would have said I'm smart.


And yep... That's about it. Hang on, let me re-read...


Yeah, nah... That's it.


If I think of anything else, I'll be sure to let y'all know.




(f)Risky
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Thought of something else:



Here's how I see things. I don't represent the majority; that is clear. I don't WISH to; they do okay by themselves. Most of the people I've chosen or attracted into my life are not of the Mainstream either. Thusly, I speak of them and for them. I want to attempt to speak clearly and openly for the MisUnderstood; for those of us who are sick to death of having to justify and explain ourselves and wish to just 'exist'. 

Oh, and I would like for the mentally ill to take ownership of the term 'fucked-up'. I shall happily make t-shirts. 

Oh, and another thing... I'm fairly fucked-up. 


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