Juji's Blog

So, my fav band has just split up. There goes three nights per week of being frivolous, chilling, laughing, drinking, dancing and pissing blues off into the wind. Thursday, Friday and Sunday nights were gig nights. I arranged my life around them. I could now sit around and lament. I could ring the guys up 'cos I know them and beg and plead and cry and dribble. I could ask them to re-arrange their lives and get back together for the sole and entire purpose of keeping my social life intact. I could run down the street naked screaming like a mad woman (always wanted to do that), or I could slit my wrists. But, being the woman of substance I am, I shall lament, cry, dribble, perhaps do the naked dash ('cos now I have a good excuse), and then move on.

After all, it's a great opportunity, right? I mean I now need to get off my comfy arse (ass in your lingo I think), actually be proactive and find myself new social outlets. I need to think about what I want to do and where. I need to do a little research and, god forbid, make some decisions. Furthermore, I may even need to make some plans.

So, these are my thoughts, and any suggestions you have are much appreciated:

- Connect with all of the friends I've seriously neglected while being a groupie (without the sex).
- Open my mind to the fact that there are other good bands around (and consider having sex with them).
- Do some Latin dance classes (which are just about as good as sex).
- Have lots of sex. (No comment necessary).

What the hell am I gonna do with myself? Juji x