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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2005-02-18 - 5:58 p.m.
sangria night
*Note: the previous entry features chapter one of my shitty novel posted in its entirity. The spacing got kinda fucked up though, so I apologize.
In other news, it's one of those nights where I just want to dance and drink and live the kind of hedonistic life I thought I had left behind. Is the past ever really gone? I wish- haha. I want to see people and parties and bars tonight, but of course I won't. Looks like another Friday night spent home alone with a bottle of cheap Sangria.
The last thing I wrote before this thing. The next thing I wrote after this.
