the daily organ
i read through my livejournal and found little but self-indulgence and bitterness. i'm bored of that. so, a rebranding.
that this change in heart is at least partly chemically-induced strikes me as irrelevant. unless of course when i'm pulled off the pills i become a disastrous emotional recidivist. but let's not entertain that for now. i think i can take some credit, and some solace, from the way things have been going.
though i haven't updated in a while, i suppose you can gather that things are going well. unless you don't ever see me in "real life", in which case who are you and why are you here?
i don't think i really have much to say. in the absence of self-loathing i'm way less effluent. hah. hey, i might even get a userpic on this one. something three whole years failed to induce me to do on the last one.
okay, a summary, replete with snappy phrases and ill-placed semicolons:
my band is fun but we don't practice enough; james joyce occupies too much of my brain, or not enough; i start to miss my girlfriend ridiculously quickly when we're apart; i'm excited about moving house, but i can't quite grasp how soon it's happening; i love gilles deleuze.
okay, job done.
that this change in heart is at least partly chemically-induced strikes me as irrelevant. unless of course when i'm pulled off the pills i become a disastrous emotional recidivist. but let's not entertain that for now. i think i can take some credit, and some solace, from the way things have been going.
though i haven't updated in a while, i suppose you can gather that things are going well. unless you don't ever see me in "real life", in which case who are you and why are you here?
i don't think i really have much to say. in the absence of self-loathing i'm way less effluent. hah. hey, i might even get a userpic on this one. something three whole years failed to induce me to do on the last one.
okay, a summary, replete with snappy phrases and ill-placed semicolons:
my band is fun but we don't practice enough; james joyce occupies too much of my brain, or not enough; i start to miss my girlfriend ridiculously quickly when we're apart; i'm excited about moving house, but i can't quite grasp how soon it's happening; i love gilles deleuze.
okay, job done.