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In case anyone cares, the songs I'm currently learning to play on guitar are:

'Ophelia' by Kashmir
'Strong Enough' by Sheryl Crow
'Little Boxes' by Malvina Reynolds
'Get What You Give' by the New Radicals

I've moved 'All the Trees of the Field Will Clap Their Hands' and 'Dress Looks Nice', both by Sufjan Stevens, into my repetoire.

I have such an urge to play a crazy wargame, like Risk Godstorm or Civilization, or even Battletech.

Actually, I have an incredible urge to play Battletech. It's a shame that the game takes a day for a single turn. ^_^

If anyone's not doing anything today or tomorrow and wants to get together for a crazy boardgame of destruction.

So full of food... it's wonderful ( Read more... )

God, I feel like hell tonight ( Read more... )

Transamerica is excellent. It's a sort of weird melancholic humor, exactly how I feel today.

I realize how much having a boyfriend meant familial acceptance for me. Sometimes I feel like a failure in the eyes of my family because I'm not in a relationship. It's especially difficult when you've had to live in the shadow of Danny and Amber, with ( Read more... )

Got to see my doctor this morning. I was fine at the session, but crashed when I got home. I didn't get to talk about everything bothering me, and we only dealt with the Richard issue.

I want this all to go away. Please.

So I just redid 'Little Boxes' by Malvina Reynolds in my own style, which is sad and lonely.

How would you do the song?

(If you're lost, it's the theme song for the show 'Weeds', which gets redone in a different style every week by a different musician.)

So the my morning consisted of the usual lying in bed being depressed, but I eventually got up and got my shit together. I had a small meditation session this morning, and I consulted the tarot. I pulled the Ten of Pentacles, which is a wonderful card, emphasizing family and accomplished goals and happiness. So I decided a few goal were necessary ( Read more... )

There is a giant fly buzzing around my room. My newly cleaned and rearranged room. I have no idea why there's a fucking fly in here. It's mid-November for crying out loud! Go die somewhere. Please ( Read more... )