Dear Dreams ( Read more... )

BROM. Fuck, yes, the artist/author extraordinare! He apparently lives in Oregon, and is doing a talking/signing at Powells! AND I'M GOING TO SEE THIS GOD! Maybe he'll sign my sketchbook? Oh, lord. Oh merciful GODS! I worship this man, andandand ( Read more... )

Date: Wednesday, November 18th, 2009
Time: 11:25 pm
Listening to: .hack//SIGN OST

( Part 1: Bad Backs )

My knee hurts. It's like in the haunted house, when I'd crawl all over the floor and I got giant bruises over my legs. Only, now I'm setting up lights for our school production of the Mousetrap. I kept banging my knees on this giant-ass ladder. It hurts to walk.
Also, I slammed by back into some piping doing the same thing. It hurt all day. But it's ( Read more... )

Perhaps I was inspired by Jett and her recent entry, or perhaps I'm just too tired to stop myself from doing idiot things my idiot mind thinks of. But, this is a bit self-reflective, and I feel a bit lonely enough to do it.

I think I'm going to wear myself out. Or, rather, I know it. I feel it already, and the school year's not even a quarter over.
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In like, I'ono, half an hour, I'm leaving 'til late Sunday. So sorry that I didn't say anything, but I didn't want to jinx my luck. I'm going to NorWesCon, a big SciFi-Fantasy convention up in Washington. Mum's taking me, and... I don't know. Reality hasn't quite sunk in yet. I still feel like it's a regular day, yet I'm "biting at the reigns," as ( Read more... )

It's true! I am a sofa! Bwuhahahaha, come sit on me xD
http://www.highfashionhome.com/sofa.asp?id=2275
^That's me, and apparently I'm high-fashioned.

EDIT: I found my matching chair;
http://www.

Ew. Im sick. D: My stummy is all queasy and makes my throat feel all swollen. Also, my sinuses are pressured against my eyes and nose. But I can't afford to be sick tomorrow or Thursday. Guess I'll have to drug myself and suck it up? Disgusting.

In other news~ For sculpture, I decided to make a mask of
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So. Like, wow. It's been forever since I've written on here... And since I've been online. I love how things can go from docile to crazy-busy in like, half a sentence. Don't you? So, I have a job, ushering at the local theatre. They're showing Thoroughly Modern Millie, and for some reason asked the high school to send over ushers. Cue dead silence ( Read more... )

 YOU'RE ON MY FRIENDS LIST, I want to know 36 things about you. I don't care if we never talk, or if we already know everything about each other. Short and sweet is fine ... You're on my list, so I want to know you better ( Read more... )