I am now thinking of writing a musical based on a sci fi story, perhaps Green Hills of Earth by Heinlein, I already started penning a complex piece (in my brain – it sounds good in my brain – who knows in real life) to the green hills of earth poem and there are many others, I think the story might lend itself, but I will have to investigate further…. The problem with having a brain like my dad’s is that I have constant ideas, but most of them are shite…. I would brainstorm here but I don’t know if the creative commons license will prevent it from being stolen and I think this one is a doozy!

Cosmo wrote an article about ideal beauty, apparently there is a hip to waist ratio that makes you irresistible to men… Kate Moss, Naomi Campbell and Marilyn Monroe all have the same ratio (despite being different sizes) the ratio is worked out by dividing your waist measurement by your hips measurement then multiplying by 100…. Cosmo has really tried to work on body image and an all sizes all beautiful policy.

why is it that you can cope with tons of pain and heaps of problems but colds and flu can knock you on your ass faster than anything. I have been in agony for months but I really really want to die now…… erg, I can barely type because I feel so bad.

I am also sure they dont want to know about it or any of the icky details b) my latest idea for paintings is very very intimate…. My parents did not raise me as a prude, I am certainly NOT a prude as pretty much anyone who has ever met me will attest to vehemently, but I still cant seem to get past this with them. It goes both ways, I dont want to know anything about them and their sex lives either, but it seems like there is a huge part of my life that they dont even know about.