Yes, my new official obsession is German industrial music. Thanks to my sauer-kraut-tiramisu flavored cupcake Mal for turning me to it. I would move to Germany had I the money and a place to stay, but I don't.

So instead I'm moving journals!

From now on, this will be my "creative" journal, where I store all my fictional goodies and such. Strictly ( Read more... )

Alright. Maldoror's introducing me to the world of inorganic, mechanical industrial music. Hence why I am listening to this crazy song. It sounds like a Satanic mass or something. I dig. My brother is frightnened.

Thus, my theory that all Germans are loopy is confirmed.

In reading "Brave New World", I have come to realize that it misery IS crucial to being human. People act so infantile, inane and careless when all they are is happy, without a care in the world. I have also noticed that it's hard for me to write anything good when I'm happy, particularly, when involved in the snares of a "romance". All the more ( Read more... )

Progress is being made on my website. I would take this opportunity to again thank disgorge Ambubu for hosting me, she is a goddess and you best believe it. I would gladly kiss her divine toes had there not been miles between us. Thanks Amber ( Read more... )

If you were wondering, I chose the T.V dinner, which tasted like a cross between the cheap stinky paper we had in elementary school and hospital food. Yes, I ate paper in 8th grade. Graduation anxiety ( Read more... )

Gads! There's a wedding tonight!!!
I don't know what to have for dinner. Powdered sugar donuts or T.V dinner. *balks*

It's a sunny day, and I oddly find myself wanting more cloudy days. Do you know what I really miss? Not the obscene heat of summer baking my skin, but rather the cloudy, rainy, comfortingly warm days of spring. It'll be here soon, and when it comes, even more oddly enough, I think I'll miss the cold bite of winter too. There's something about the ( Read more... )

Hot damn. My new icon is rather sexy. My whole journal is rather sexy ( Read more... )

Yes, I am blessed. I should enjoy it, because luck like this doesn't come to me so often. Not doing anything at the moment. It's still snowing. I'm listening to ska and punk music again. It's very happy. Ignorance is bliss.

I apologize for the last two typical-angst entries. So a few screws have rattled loose. I couldn't help it. I scared myself this afternoon. I realized what I'm capable of doing when I'm REALLY angry. No one was harmed. Instead I created a really bad watercolor that pretty much summed up all the debris floating through my head ( Read more... )