|I enjoyed the story line that had Cutthroat Bitch haunting House from the grave via his dreams.|
Upon the advice of others both online and in real life, and after careful consideration, I have decided to totally embrace the entire Cutthroat Bitch concept. I doubt my behavior or demeanor will change dramatically, but as far as the name itself goes, I'm totally owning the whole thing until either I or those who have chosen to refer to me as such grow weary of the ludicrosity of it all.
If one simply goes with the flow, those who somehow find the time to devote to such foolishness as inventing new names for people because the name one's parents chose apparently isn't good enough sometimes tire of the silliness and/or grow up. On the other hand, there are people from my high school who have no idea who Alexis is but can instantly conjure a mental picture of me if the're reminded of the lovely nickname Anorexis. Sometimes nicknames stick.
Will this one stick? Only time will tell.
It's my new identity, though I shouldn't necessarily officially make it such, as I do enjoy the semi-anonymity this blog has afforded me. If my peers became my readers, I would lose, to some extent at least, the freedom of candor that the situation presently affords me. If anyone from school is reading here (no one from school other than my brother has made the reading of the blog known to me thus far, incidentally), read away and try not to fall asleep while doing so. Some aspects of my life comprise a wide-open but incredibly boring book.
I wish everyone peace and love as well as a nice weekend.
Cutthroat Bitch II
|I don't yet have the "bedroom eyes" thing down pat. I probably need to practice in front of a mirror.|