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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2005-02-01 - 1:01 p.m.
depressed again
Didn't go to class, at lunch with Casey and Denae- that cheered me up but I got depressed again immediately afterwards. So I walked home in the rain instead of taking the bus. I guess the bitter cold was kind of nice- it let me know I was alive-- always a plus. Anyway, now I'm home. I turned off the ringer and have no intention of returning anyone's calls. I don't wanna talk to Cyrus or my mom or anyone. I don't want to talk to Jason because he's in a worse mood than I am.
Of course, it dawns on me that it isn't just the weather, Jason, or the fact that everyone I know is fucking insane that's bringing me down. I realized about an hour ago that I'm due for my stupid period, and if there was ever a premenstural depression poster child it's me. Stupid vagina. Stupid ovaries, stupid uterus, stupid crotch. Actually, no- I like the clitoris. I wanna get rid of everything else down there and keep that.
The last thing I wrote before this thing. The next thing I wrote after this.
