MJ
I meant to make this entry a while ago.
Michael Jackson Gets Off, But Not On Children
Wouldn't that have been a terrific headline for the newspaper after MJ was let off? I thought so! Maybe I'll write a mini-article outlining what happened and the case, with a twist of sarcasm that comes so easily from my hand now. I've LOST MY WRITER'S BLOCK! I am now currently writing a story called "Fly on the Wall" about a little girl, etc, etc. It's pretty good. I think it's really therapeutic for me.
I finished making my purse in fashion, it feels absolutely wonderful. All in all, I'm relatively stressed, but nothing that can't be resolved.
After all, the sun is shining. Listening to Pearl Jam - Alive, and I feel alive. Mmm, ooh.
I finished The Taking, as fore-mentioned in my last entry. Kind of disappointed about the end, actually. But other than that, it's a captivating read. Couldn't put it down...but I can't shake the end. It seems old Dean got desperate and ended it. Maybe it was past-due and he had to throw something together. Or maybe he figured he'd just leave his readers shocked. Or something.
Otherwise, tomorrow the last day, Wednesday I present my portfolio. It's coming along okay, I'm confidant.
Tomorrow is the longest day of the year. Summer Equinox. Don't like the sun much, it scalds my precious skin. Don't like beaches either, I'm scared of water. Pathetic.
Anyone want a TV or beat up coffee table? Hmm...my TV has been decorated. It's circa 1970s, probably, and I drew flowers and stuff on the frame part...so yeah. If anyone feels particularly girly or hippie-ish, you can have it. It's old school. And my coffee table is in rough shape, kinda. I got my tools out and fixed the leg, but it's painted blue and I've put coloured handprints and a great big pink peace sign in the middle. So yeah..ha..uh...anyway.
la la la. have a great day guys. seriously. what is there ot be sad about on this glorious day?
Michael Jackson Gets Off, But Not On Children
Wouldn't that have been a terrific headline for the newspaper after MJ was let off? I thought so! Maybe I'll write a mini-article outlining what happened and the case, with a twist of sarcasm that comes so easily from my hand now. I've LOST MY WRITER'S BLOCK! I am now currently writing a story called "Fly on the Wall" about a little girl, etc, etc. It's pretty good. I think it's really therapeutic for me.
I finished making my purse in fashion, it feels absolutely wonderful. All in all, I'm relatively stressed, but nothing that can't be resolved.
After all, the sun is shining. Listening to Pearl Jam - Alive, and I feel alive. Mmm, ooh.
I finished The Taking, as fore-mentioned in my last entry. Kind of disappointed about the end, actually. But other than that, it's a captivating read. Couldn't put it down...but I can't shake the end. It seems old Dean got desperate and ended it. Maybe it was past-due and he had to throw something together. Or maybe he figured he'd just leave his readers shocked. Or something.
Otherwise, tomorrow the last day, Wednesday I present my portfolio. It's coming along okay, I'm confidant.
Tomorrow is the longest day of the year. Summer Equinox. Don't like the sun much, it scalds my precious skin. Don't like beaches either, I'm scared of water. Pathetic.
Anyone want a TV or beat up coffee table? Hmm...my TV has been decorated. It's circa 1970s, probably, and I drew flowers and stuff on the frame part...so yeah. If anyone feels particularly girly or hippie-ish, you can have it. It's old school. And my coffee table is in rough shape, kinda. I got my tools out and fixed the leg, but it's painted blue and I've put coloured handprints and a great big pink peace sign in the middle. So yeah..ha..uh...anyway.
la la la. have a great day guys. seriously. what is there ot be sad about on this glorious day?