That would be me. You know- rladyofpunk or Emma or whatever. I drew that. In class. Because I have no attention span. New Skool (you know, the stuff I'm writing now?) Old Skool (archivey-goodness) And now for some random Delerium: Hey, guess what! I'm sporadically working on a novel! I think it's cool, but be warned- it's not spell checked (my dictonary keeps being broken) and when I transfered it from word processing to the blog a lot of the spacing got jacked up. Bear with it and read anyway... unless you're offended by sex, drugs and rock n' roll. If you are, FLEE NOW! If not here are the links: Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four And this is what Matt Groening (the infallible creator of the Simpsons) recomends for getting by in college: And since I'm just posting inane stuff at this point, here's my kitty licking her own butt. border = 0> |
2005-01-12 - 12:55 p.m. my soundtrack "And I find it kind of funny Is it a sign of immaturity that every moment of my life has a song? I live life like someone in an iTunes comercial. I rummage through my piles of mix tapes, trying to remember that song I taped off 101X back when I worshiped music more unabashadly. I think we all went through that phase. When you're 14, pretty much everything on the radio seems GREAT. So I would tape things and then transfer them onto other tapes and then tape over those. Half of those tapes were then destroyed by the cassette deck in my old car. Oh, yeah- that was another thing wrong with it. No AC, no blinkers, no starting, AND it ate casettes. That was the last straw. Anyway, I live with a soundtrack. I was expecting this mental soundtracking to stop as I got older. My magical crush on the radio ceased years ago, but I'm still adicted to music. I suppose the one sign that I am becoming an old person (musically speaking) is that I'm all crotchety, like "emo? what's this crap? Turn on the flashbacck lunch... they're playing the Cure and old-school Manson!" Then I'm all dancing around to Tears for Fears and cranking it up when "Runaway Train" by Soul Asylum comes on because that was my favorite song when I was nine. And then I realize I'm cranking up "Runaway Train," and actually admiting it, and I no longer have any street cred. Damn. The last thing I wrote before this thing. The next thing I wrote after this.
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