Plotting away...

Hello again.

So this blog I thought would be about me and some of the things I plan to do - the mischief I plan to cause, mixed in with the achievements I hope to be able to list. As you will soon learn, my constant dithering between the angel and devil on my shoulder is one of my defining traits.

I'm also very open to suggestions about what new experiences I could have, should you have any ideas. Anything within reason, however the more I imbibe alcoholically, the broader my horizons will stretch. In fact they may broaden so much I end up horizontal. I speak from experience.

Since at this stage I wanted the Honey Pot tales to focus on matters of the heart (and the libido) my initial ideas were ones of internet dating, speed dating, possibly even same sex dating. I will, however, avoid married or attached partners. I mean, there are plenty of fish in the sea - is there really any point in going after a tin of tuna?

Allow me at this point to give you a brief synopsis of myself. Perhaps one day, I will be brave enough to post a photo, but for now my timidity shall reign and you must be content with a description.

I am a female in my late 20's who has not yet fallen prey to the monsters of mortgages and rolling over super. I live to love. I love to live. I have more shoes in my wardrobe than weeks in a year. I wear less of those shoes than days in a week. I love them all the same. I swear and drink like a sailor. I graze all day on small meals - this way i don't have to choose chicken or beef? I just have them both. I only eat green frogs and it annoys me when I buy a mixed bag of lollies to see both red and green in there. I dance to the beat of other peoples drums but that is only because I adore music and am always listening to something or other. I hear they have changed the formula for Milo, and this makes me extremely sad. I dance like no one is watching but am secretly thrilled when someone is. I have secret aspirations to be a Pussy Cat Doll. I do realise it will take a little more than strutting in time to a beat, lookinhg sultry and flicking an impossibly long ponytail. I wear false eyelashes as a shield of power and confidence. I wear outfits that boost me up and strap me in. I think the best way to combat low self esteem is to pretend you have too much of it. I have long black hair and dark brown eyes. I secretly love that my friends envy my skin colour but I would never let them know that. I count my fingernails as one of my positives. I love sex. I love Oreos. I would fuck for Oreos. I have an asian background which dictates I should be meek and somewhat submissive but I'm happy to smash that concept the fuck outta here. I have been seen to run through a crowded pub shouting "two dorrah, two dorrah". I was once told I was the most beautiful girl in the world, by somebody I had no reason not to believe, and I hold that away for those days where my eyes are reluctant to meet my reflection in the mirror. I have also been told that while I am a cup of tea, I'm not everybody's cup of tea. I wasn't too sure how to take that. I will always prefer the book to the movie. I get really lonely sometimes, but there is never anyone to tell. I can be very gullible. I am taking it one day at a time. I will fall in love again, one day.

Good luck in life and love,

Honey xx