Whee, I have three whole friends on my list! Go, me!
Today was long. Very... long.
My sister is back in town for Thanksgiving. I'm hoping she'll be able to do the photography for my next attempted photoset submission here, since she actually knows her way around a camera pretty well. I hope I get accpeted this time. Deep down, I really just want to be able to tell random strangers on the street that I am a porn star, y'know? And have them look at me like I'm smoking crack. Ahh, fame. (And also, I just love any excuse to be naked. Which is strange because I adore clothes.)
You know what rules? Drinkable yogurt. It just DOES.
I look like a cross between a Victorian doll and a dominatrix today. I wish I had a pair of leather gloves and a riding crop, but that might look a bit strange on my Christmas List right next to "Japanese teddy bears" and "PS2". It might also look a bit strange if I took such things to work. XD
My apartment is a mess. I have a keychain that says "My only domestic skill is that I live in a house" and it's so absolutely true. I just know I'm going to have a house like The Paper's from the anime Read or Die someday-- nothing but books, books, books, piled on every available surface, like the detritus of some ancient and extremely slovenly culture. Things will be piled on TOP of the books themselves, like forlorn sailors in a tumultuous sea of paper and ink.
I need to save this shit for my actual WRITING. Which I need to do more of. Like, SOON.
Yeah.
Today was long. Very... long.
My sister is back in town for Thanksgiving. I'm hoping she'll be able to do the photography for my next attempted photoset submission here, since she actually knows her way around a camera pretty well. I hope I get accpeted this time. Deep down, I really just want to be able to tell random strangers on the street that I am a porn star, y'know? And have them look at me like I'm smoking crack. Ahh, fame. (And also, I just love any excuse to be naked. Which is strange because I adore clothes.)
You know what rules? Drinkable yogurt. It just DOES.
I look like a cross between a Victorian doll and a dominatrix today. I wish I had a pair of leather gloves and a riding crop, but that might look a bit strange on my Christmas List right next to "Japanese teddy bears" and "PS2". It might also look a bit strange if I took such things to work. XD
My apartment is a mess. I have a keychain that says "My only domestic skill is that I live in a house" and it's so absolutely true. I just know I'm going to have a house like The Paper's from the anime Read or Die someday-- nothing but books, books, books, piled on every available surface, like the detritus of some ancient and extremely slovenly culture. Things will be piled on TOP of the books themselves, like forlorn sailors in a tumultuous sea of paper and ink.
I need to save this shit for my actual WRITING. Which I need to do more of. Like, SOON.
Yeah.
danhazelton:
happy thanksgiving, friend,.......