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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2005-03-02 - 9:58 a.m.
Hey mom and dad!
Guess what today is! It's Wednesday- the day I drive the whopping 20 miles home to remind Mom and Dad why I don't live there anymore. I'm piling up the dirty laundry as we speak! Oh, the fridge raiding! The television watching! The complaining about the complexities of my trivial post-pubescent life! Woo-hooo!
Actually, my parents don't mind the behavior that I assume would annoy them. Mom always remarks how happy she is to see me as I stuff my face with her homemade pie at three in the afternoon. I always am bracing myself for the "ungrateful girl" lecture that I have never gotten. I guess I should just roll with it and ask for more money. Haha- just kidding-
...sorta.
In the meantime, it feels like my tonsils have swollen to the point of filling my inner ears. I don't feel sick- no tiredness or aching or fever or anything- just a really, really sore throat and ears that haven't hurt this bad since that dual earinfection I got when I was 9.
Oh crap- speaking of being 9, I just remembered that I have to write an page for German today all about what I did when I was a kid. We're reviewing the simple past tense today, and this is supposed to help. Only my German vocabulary lacks words/phrases that are neccessary. Like how do you say "hippie dad grew his own weed?" Or "that tornado in west Texas was traumatic?" With this in mind, I supppose I'll just write about when I was really little and lived in Yellowstone. That's a pretty unique thing to have done, and it uses a lot of verbs that I already know, like "to hike" or "to see a bear."
The last thing I wrote before this thing. The next thing I wrote after this.
