'simple is not a word i would use to describe you'

'those noodles are fine' i said, to the skeptical child. 'they taste like any other noodle.'

'they don't look like macaroni and cheese noodles, so they won't taste like it either' she said with her hands placed squarely on her tiny hips. then, she stormed away in a fit of rage. 'i'm not eating those!' she bellowed in protest from the other room.

20 minutes later, she sashayed out of the room, empty bowl in hand, politely asking for more.





i need a style i've decided. i mean, i've been doing this for about six months and i have no writing style at all. not even a little. just randomness.
bitchy rant here, goofy crap there...it's a reflection of my life--and i refuse to have order in my life, but i do want it somewhere. i was hoping my blog would kind of naturally take shape somewhere along the line and here it is...i knew it would find me.
i'm great at taking pics...i know (heehee) but i want to take it a step further and illustrate the pics with my words...as backwards as that sounds. i want each blog entry to be like a page of a book. it's not going to be a book with a beginning or end but there will be lots of middle. i'm still not sure i will be able to write everyday but three times a week is perfect. i have a friend writing a book right now. he's an absolutely amazing writer; maybe my inspiration stems from him, who knows. i can't do nearly what he does or bring my words to life in the way he can but i'll start somewhere...in the middle.

i'm sure, no i know, i'll still rant and rave here and there--but do you think this works or is it incredibly boring??