Feb 10, 2011 20:25
Today I felt a little down, so I dressed all in black and wore a leather jacket. I blasted punk music and queer music and punk queer music and stomped around my apartment. I was a badass all day. It felt pretty great. But now I feel kind of bad like before. So I don't know.
Then I did my show about punk rock. Then I was here. Then I was a still feeling icky.
I am going to keep being a radical and being joyful-as-radical, angry-as-radical. These are useful emotions.
I want to light something on fire or smash dishes and listen to more punk rock.