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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2005-03-08 - 10:20 p.m.
My bank account hates me
Having a typical Emma financial moment...
Check for 2 dollar hairdye was processed by bank when I had 39 cents in my account.
-Twenty dollar overdraft.
Then the 5 dollar check for bowling alley onion rings went through.
-Twenty dollar overdraft.
So now I owe 50 bucks to my bank. This concerns me less- I can get that money from Jason and then pay him back by covering more of our trip expenses on my 50 dollar Visa gift-card. The thing that really, REALLY worries me? My bank sends overdraft statements to MY PARENT'S ADDRESS!!! Why? Because I'm lazy and haven't changed my address. The problem? They want to think I'm a mature, responsible adult. Overdrafts imply otherwise. They get mad, I get in trouble, yadda, yadda, yadda. I get the inevitable talk about how to balance my checkbook (I know how to, I just don't), and the whole thing is unpleasant.
So now the gears are turning in my brain...
How can I either stop that letter from being sent or intercept it if it is? This will require work and sneakiness on my part. However, I just finished almost 5 hours of intensive German studying followed by 2 glasses of wine (you know, to undo any good caused by the studying) so my head is not clear enough for work or sneakiness. All information not related to the past tense of German verbs or White Zinfandel has been erased. This is one of those "I'll care about it tomorrow" things.
The last thing I wrote before this thing. The next thing I wrote after this.
