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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2005-02-03 - 7:53 p.m.
also...
The same pidgeon perches in the same branch in the tree outside my window every night. At least, I think it's the same one. It's gray and has white splotches on its back, but I guess that describes a lot of pigeons...
In other news:
Cyrus left a message on the machine in which he said maybe I'd return his messages if I wasn't so busy smoking and drinking. Guess what I'm doing right now! (hint- it's not returning his message! ...though I did e-mail him and explain that until this PMS shit ends there will be no social interaction- lest I sob hysterically, rip off one of his limbs, etc.)
Also:
I have to study for German and finish with this job app. Instead, I'm alphabetically browsing ALL the clubs on my school's facebook. I'm up to "C", so it'll be a long, wasted night, which is exactly what I need. My life has been rather ugh these last few days, so I think I need to chill. Thursday night and I'm starting the weekend early, but this a'int your usual party- it involves a hot bath instead of a game of quaters.
Double also:
I found out that two of my favorite people in the universe have finally come together- Billy Corgan and Robert Smith. The downside? They did so to cover a *shudder* BeeGees song. Thus, I'm feeling a tad disillusioned at the moment.
Tripple also:
I don't care how sick I am on Sunday- I am positively not missing Mass again.
Quadruple also:
I think the Metals teacher hates my designs, and yet I feel very self righteous about the whole thing.
Quintuple also:
Casey still nuts. Stay posted for further developments.
The last thing I wrote before this thing. The next thing I wrote after this.
