someone asked me why i went to florida alone, why wasn't i hooked up with someone in florida. truth be told i expect so much from everyone that i honestly don't expect anyone to achieve my high standards of behaviour. but that's not really it. that's not really the truth. the truth is i'm deeply romantic and live in a hidden world of romance and beauty and i simply can't handle it when the world comes crashing in with all its mundane blandness. i really do want to love someone and have someone love me unequivocally back but geez with that love i want valour and romance and dash and fire without drama and negativity. king arthur, lancelot du lac rolled into one. i thought of Elizabeth I and saw a portrait of her with red hair. not particularly attractive but by all acounts passionate and brilliant and i thought hell she reminds me of me. and wouldn't you know it- the bitch was born on Sept 7 and she was a Virgo.