Thursday, May 10, 2007

there's a hole in the bucket dear liza dear liza

phew...for a minute there i was kinda feeling like being 30 might really suck a little!
but i think i am back on track after a good hard exorcism of the social conditioning demons!
inspirational


5 Comments:

Blogger Gala said...

KISS KISS! Hottest outfit ever!! Haha!

10/5/07 8:44 PM  
Blogger sushi zume said...

he he just a little somethin I whipped up! Great to have you round here Gala...poor old sushizume has been left a bit high and dry lately!
Thanks for nurturing it xxxx

10/5/07 11:53 PM  
Blogger Jazz and Dixie said...

Hi Deanne,
just got done with catching up on your blog and Tokyomade stuff. Great, great, great! Sorry its been such a long time since i dropped by. Lets catch up again soon.

12/5/07 9:21 PM  
Blogger leila marie said...

I didn't mean to leave you all high dry sushi darling. I've been a ghost lately cause I've been cutting a demo in the recording studio BUT I'll be at the Pink Cow this Wednesday to do the whole improv a go go bit and I'm only inviting you. So come on down for a drink! It'll be fun!

14/5/07 12:55 AM  
Blogger d said...

hey bucket head!
great pics.
nice undies.

YOu got me thinking, remembering turning 30. I was in Tokyo on my 30th. Shit, I'm 37 this year. I still feel like I only arrived there yestarday. So much has happened. Life can be too huge sometimes. Back to turning 30. I remember being a bit sad that my role models (other than madonna) started to not work anymore because they were either younger or more married and untouchable by childraring. I couldnt relate to women who had come before me, who at the same age were doing things that made me hum-buzz-hum.

I remember sitting on my tatami and crying when I realised the truth that now I had to construct myself as my own role model. I had to both walk in and follow my own footsteps at the same time because shicks like you/me were an entirely new breed.

I hated this. I wanted someone to shut up what society was telling me and give me a path to follow that would suit (fairy godmother style maybe). But she never came and soon I saw that my 30's was the actual decade of self-construction, whereas the 20's had actually been self-awakening/confirming/creating/dreaming.

I still dont know what I want to be when i grow up, other than a woman with a clever head and cleverer bag of tricks and after a while a accepted that I had to walk in front of myself so that I could see who I want to be.

My thirties have been far less fun than I'd hoped, but stronger than ever before, clearer and weaker than ever before and with more meaning, somehow. Self-definition, what a pain in the arse, but it's worth it.

My mantra for my approaching 40's "I'm gonna PEAK in my 40's" (otherwise this fucking 30's gig will have been a thoughtless waist of time).

Anyhoo, that's all by the by.
How the hell are you??
Moving I see??

PS. I actually do know what I want to be when I grow up and there will be many many many trees involved in the view.

LOVE YA GUTS!
d

19/5/07 8:40 PM  

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