CORE-RELATE! Sometimes I just can't seem to establish a pattern for myself -- except for my perennial tardiness. Could it be because I lack discipline? Or perhaps I am just not into the predictable and random is the word I'd love to associate myself with.
But random I am not... at least not totally. Because I love organizing things. Or rather, I'd like to think that I am a sucker for system.
Whatever. I am just full of contradictions. Something which the man of my dreams would have to reckon with if he really would love to be with me for the rest of his earthly life.