x e n e y d o t c o m:

It might seem to you, as it seems to Jeremy, that I am an insanely uptight control freak. But I'm not, or at least, it's not in my basic nature. I am a giant flake at heart. I think even Jeremy knows this. At heart, I am the kind of woman who could happily sit on my couch for a year or two, playing with my hair and staring at the ceiling. And I would happily go along in my flaky fashion, never worrying about whether the rent got paid or the passport got ordered, except for the one big fat flaw in that plan, which is that the rest of the world is way flakier than I have ever dreamed of being. It's not like you all would be rushing to pay the rent while I played with my hair, right? Somebody has to be in charge of getting things done, and more importantly, someone has to be in charge of all the freaking out that makes other people get things done.
It's a dirty, shitty-ass job, but apparently it is mine.

apparently, xeney is my secret twin. hurray!