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 - 9:57 a.m.
crazy honey
Well, Jason is in a self confessed pissy mood today. At least he admits it. The first thing he said upon waking was "Are you okay?" which was nice, but of course I'm fine. That was followed by "Are you really sure you're okay?" and "Sure you're sure." Finally I said with exasperation that yes, I'm fucking fine. Then he looked like he was gonna cry and said "You hate me." Then I tried to comfort me and he told me not to touch him.
Ah, another delightful day in the life of Emma. Sometimes I wonder why I put up with this shit, but the day's he's not crazy so make up for the days he is.
The last thing I wrote before this thing. The next thing I wrote after this.
