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the project
I haven't been writing enough lately. I feel uncreative and generally boring and trite, but I have to force myself to write, if only to get back into the habit of it. The idea was born when I was writing to Danica about the college board, and what should replace SATs. I basically said,
"We should work to inflitrate the College Board and destroy ( Read more... ) -
Saint Michael
is a sexy thang. All kickin' satan's ass with a big sword and muscles and wings and flowing green hair...
green. because I have a crush on a bronze statue.
what has become of me? -
roommate?
Hallo.
I am in need of a roommate. Anyone who would be interested (and who is at Bard) should shout at me about it ASAP.
kthx.
Melanie
PS: I can be neat if I'm motivated, I'm easy going, and I won't steal your shit. It's a good deal. -
eep! got tagged!
List seven songs you are into right now no matter what the genre, whether they have words, or even if they're any good. They simply must be songs you're really enjoying right now. Post these instructions in your LiveJournal along with your seven songs then tag seven other people to see what they're listening to ( Read more... ) -
vaseline
the starman landed the other night. it was rather less alien than we'd expected, but his eyes are explosive like fireworks with the wrappers removed, and his voice struggles like lightening out of an especially stubborn cloud. blue-greenish pale, with raft feet and a nose that always points north. the first communication was made with a mutual ( Read more... ) -
figure A
What days these are, spent listening to the same songs on repeat, switching languages like alternating two pairs of socks, wishing to throw out all the socks and just to go barefoot… metaphors blend into one another, and suddenly you wake up all alone in the middle of a circular room full of food with a inkling that things have changed while you ( Read more... ) -
advice
It's funny how I never seem to follow my advice to myself until it's five in the morning, I've nearly lost my mind, and the most obvious answer, invisible in its evidence since the beginning, appears in front of me like a trap door out of a world that I've utterly spent. So, shaking, sleep deprived, terrified of what lies ahead but unable to turn ( Read more... ) -
LONDRES
I'd forgotten how amazing it is to be a tourist. I spent all afternoon at the Tates the day before yesterday, and got a crapload of art mags (why can I never find any of them in the states?) and a nice canvas messenger bag. Hurrah! It was nice to see Alex again, also... such fun to have geeky conversations and to hear someone other than myself ( Read more... )
