Meme
No substance.
I stole this from Diane Kepler?
FIVE things to do before sleep (in no particular order):
1. Change out the audiobook on my mp3 player.
2. Wash hair
3. Bathe
4. Stretch
5. Reboot CuntyBeast/reinstall ywriter
FOUR songs that are turning me out right now:
1. The Mars Volta- The Widow
2. Street Sweeper Social Club- Clap for the Killers (Note, I WILL bellydance to this song in a way that is awesome someday.)
3. 2Pac- California Love- Nostalgia and a beat that still wiggles my bottom area.
4. Tony Iommi ft Billy Idol- Into the Night (the song that made me want to bone Billy Idol all over again, I'd so tap that ass)
THREE things to do before I die:
1. publish a novel (I stole Diane's)
2. Get to Ballymena for my day of sitting in a field by myself doing nothing but talking to flowers and possibly sheep.
3. Go back to Japan and hang out with Buddha in Nara again, have a long talk.
TWO books that are blowing my mind:
1. The Adderall Diaries- Stephen Elliott
2. The Room- Hubert Selby jr (rereading that one, it's killing me again)
ONE confession:
1. I am not entirely certain I can produce interesting/good enough essays to make my own little book (and here you get two confessions) I am almost convinced self publishing the smutty booklet is a bad idea.
I stole this from Diane Kepler?
FIVE things to do before sleep (in no particular order):
1. Change out the audiobook on my mp3 player.
2. Wash hair
3. Bathe
4. Stretch
5. Reboot CuntyBeast/reinstall ywriter
FOUR songs that are turning me out right now:
1. The Mars Volta- The Widow
Click to view2. Street Sweeper Social Club- Clap for the Killers (Note, I WILL bellydance to this song in a way that is awesome someday.)
3. 2Pac- California Love- Nostalgia and a beat that still wiggles my bottom area.
4. Tony Iommi ft Billy Idol- Into the Night (the song that made me want to bone Billy Idol all over again, I'd so tap that ass)
THREE things to do before I die:
1. publish a novel (I stole Diane's)
2. Get to Ballymena for my day of sitting in a field by myself doing nothing but talking to flowers and possibly sheep.
3. Go back to Japan and hang out with Buddha in Nara again, have a long talk.
TWO books that are blowing my mind:
1. The Adderall Diaries- Stephen Elliott
2. The Room- Hubert Selby jr (rereading that one, it's killing me again)
ONE confession:
1. I am not entirely certain I can produce interesting/good enough essays to make my own little book (and here you get two confessions) I am almost convinced self publishing the smutty booklet is a bad idea.