"'It means "trash can" in French,' he said.
La Corbeille contained most of what he'd penned while we were apart. 'Read it when you get a chance. So you know how much unnecessary pain you caused me ( Read more... )

adaptation is one of the most beautiful movies i've ever seen.

i bought a book entitled anatomy for the artist today with a giftcard that my father gave me. blowing almost the entire thing on one book makes it feel more like he picked something out for me himself. it's got some excellent photographs, and i'm sure will benefit me for as long as i ( Read more... )

this is me smiling, followed by dropping daylight, followed by jamison parker, leading to motion city soundtrack, and my god it was the best birthday a girl could've asked for. it made it all the better that my friends were there, and i got to meet justin pierre [he was talking really fast between songs, kinda like a chipmunk on speed] and jesse ( Read more... )

i stubbed my little toe so hard it bent the wrong way and broke. its bruised two inches down my foot and i'm sure it'll be a hell of a lot worse by tomorrow. i didn't cry, i just yelled son of a fucking bitch. i'll be posting pictures tomorrow, i'm sure ( Read more... )

i have tasted the frü-its of the arcade fire and death from above 1979 and found them both sweet to my musical tastes. i plan on buying a new skirt tomorrow, since i am sorely in need of some clothes. spent the evening being an accomplice fangirl to finish sex. and it was nowhere near as dirty as that sentence tells you. that is all.

"...They should let some people into the library by prescription only."
i found choke in a used bookstore [hardcover; originally twenty-four, reduced to six] around nine hours ago. i devoured it down to the last page one half of an hour ago. he says he just regards himself as a journalist, but palahnuik can really fuck with your brain ( Read more... )

fourth of july party at rita's was a kick in the teeth. after dark hit full force, a bunch of boys in buckskin loinclothes waded through the creek by the house, hooting like indians. i swear that one of them had not much more than a thong on when the ad-dults shined flashlights on them, trying to move stealthily through the leafy overhang. the ( Read more... )

final fantasy viii has stolen my life. i've been playing for about six hours straight, and i'm almost done with the first disc. i know a lot of people really had a burning hatred towards the game, but i am really enjoying it. squall kicks my ass a little ( Read more... )

that shit grass and weed killer mixed up like soup in a swamp cooler smell is permeating the air in my room ( Read more... )

i scrapped together some old movies, and traded them in for say hello to sunshine.

i normally wouldn't like the style, but i'm a tad enamored of this c.d.
it has a sort of panicked sound, and a bit of a creepy sadomasochistic-seeming vein running through some of the songs.
[tie me to a chair, subconsciously surrendering] pretty good stuff.