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Jun. 20th, 2007 09:03 pmApparently if I don't have school, all of my energy directs itself towards DRIVING ME INSANE.
First, yesterday, I got the hook to the song Ghost stuck in my head. ALL DAY. I finally listened to the song, ending my preoccupation but somehow opening the gate through which ten thousand plot bunnies attacked!!!
Okay, so it was more like two plot bunnies, each for a short series of vignettes. BUT I could not get to sleep for hours because my brain kept coming up with inventive ways to kill people (that being a crucial element of one series of vignettes. Incidentally, if you were going to kill someone like a high-profile band member without getting caught, what would you do?). And once I finally got some of that cleared up, it started asking me cracked-out questions ex. if William Beckett was Estella, who would be Miss Havisham?
Yes, I plan on polluting grand works of literature with my bandom ways. You write what you know, kids, and what I know is the somewhat pretentious classics that your high school teachers made you read. Besides, these are Very Important Questions.
I had a very busy time in Vegas, which included seeing both Lance Burton and Mystere (the Cirque du Soleil show), yay! Also eating at some nice restaurants, buying one gorgeous designer dress which I will wear into the ground, and lounging a lot at the pool to tan my poor sun-starved computer-lurking hide.
I also, when I got home, cut two and a half inches off my hair, which I have since determined to be a BAD IDEA, STUPID FUCKING BRAIN. I hate it so much, guys, I kind of want to cry and get my gorgeous long wavy hair back. Why did I ever want to get rid of it, I loved my hair so much, don't fuck with a good thing. My head looks so off-balance and horrible, I'm incredibly depressed about this, disproportionately so.
Ignore my emo bitching, y'all. I just, I don't know, wild mood swings today I guess.
I might be moving to a new journal soon, but I'd leave this one here as an archive of sorts. I have to think of a new username first, really. Mostly I'm just distressed at the idea of installing my huge-ass moodtheme all over again.
First, yesterday, I got the hook to the song Ghost stuck in my head. ALL DAY. I finally listened to the song, ending my preoccupation but somehow opening the gate through which ten thousand plot bunnies attacked!!!
Okay, so it was more like two plot bunnies, each for a short series of vignettes. BUT I could not get to sleep for hours because my brain kept coming up with inventive ways to kill people (that being a crucial element of one series of vignettes. Incidentally, if you were going to kill someone like a high-profile band member without getting caught, what would you do?). And once I finally got some of that cleared up, it started asking me cracked-out questions ex. if William Beckett was Estella, who would be Miss Havisham?
Yes, I plan on polluting grand works of literature with my bandom ways. You write what you know, kids, and what I know is the somewhat pretentious classics that your high school teachers made you read. Besides, these are Very Important Questions.
I had a very busy time in Vegas, which included seeing both Lance Burton and Mystere (the Cirque du Soleil show), yay! Also eating at some nice restaurants, buying one gorgeous designer dress which I will wear into the ground, and lounging a lot at the pool to tan my poor sun-starved computer-lurking hide.
I also, when I got home, cut two and a half inches off my hair, which I have since determined to be a BAD IDEA, STUPID FUCKING BRAIN. I hate it so much, guys, I kind of want to cry and get my gorgeous long wavy hair back. Why did I ever want to get rid of it, I loved my hair so much, don't fuck with a good thing. My head looks so off-balance and horrible, I'm incredibly depressed about this, disproportionately so.
Ignore my emo bitching, y'all. I just, I don't know, wild mood swings today I guess.
I might be moving to a new journal soon, but I'd leave this one here as an archive of sorts. I have to think of a new username first, really. Mostly I'm just distressed at the idea of installing my huge-ass moodtheme all over again.