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.
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2005-01-21 - 9:09 a.m.
Zach and the institution
Greatest conversation making/stopping question ever uttered by an old friend who hasn't seen me in a while:
"So, were you ever institutionlized?"
What's even better is that when I said no the person asking (an old classmate of mine named Zach) he seemed shocked. His response was:
"Really, wow, I always thought you would be. Oh well, I was. Three times. It was pretty okay. I met my last girlfriend there. She was borderline personality disorder. She kept vacuuming the walls."
And now you're getting a better sense of why I feel like I'm the sanest person ever. That, and Zach is in a band with Jay who I used to have a thing for, and he says Jay wrote another song about me. About how I'm a crazy dyslexic bitch and all. I suppose I can't argue with such an accurate assessment of myself.
The last thing I wrote before this thing. The next thing I wrote after this.
