If I moved to the Northeast to become a groupie, who'd come with me?

You know... this was originally a Misfits song... but AFI's really not a bad band. Or maybe my sister's just ground them into me enough to admit that ( Read more... )

So... I made a new layout. It's another simple, cheesy, cliché nostalgia design, just like my last one, and if you're not catching on the last was '60s themed while this one is '70s. It was time for a change, though I can't really say this one's much better. I was only half-paying attention to what I was doing when I was changing the colours, so ( Read more... )

Somebody asked me about Rolling Stone's infamous Zeppelin rippings, and since I can't remember who and I couldn't find the comment in my e-mail, here you all go ( Read more... )

Coming down from my 'scene kid' fire. Alright, a random journal pass-it-on thing. You know.

In a sentence or two, tell me exactly what you think of me. Then, if you'd like, stick this in your own journal.

Peace.

I'd primarily like to thank you all for not converting to MySpace-ism, at least not completely. I despise all those 11-year-olds on there who wear all that hideous makeup, try to look cute with those brightly-coloured pixie haircuts, pretend to like Blondie, and list "Led Zepplin" as one of there favourite bands ( Read more... )

Oh. My.

I was convinced that my father was just going to let the Stones concert pass by. Cristina, however, was not, and apparently she knows my father more than I.

Because he bought two tickets. For he and I.

YES. Yes, Yes, Yes, YES ( Read more... )

Ahh. I've decided that I don't wish to attend that wretched institution of a school, due to all the high-class snobbishness about. Plus, I'm taking full advantage of the fact that my parents are actually letting me make my own decisions for once. Sure, it means I woke up at an unnatural hour (near 4 o' clock) for two weeks for absolutely no reason ( Read more... )