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Movin' on Up
Dear Readers:
I'm moving the Church Ladies Hate Me operation over to tumblr. Livejournal's just not cuttin' it for me anymore :(
You can find my new posts here: http://cashforyourwarhol.tumblr.com/
Thank you for reading!
Sheena.
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I come here to talk about the Clash, but want to quote Duncan Sheik instead...
The Clash never seem to fail me. When I've gone through every indie band, every Dylan tune, every morose Cure epic searching for a song to stoke my distant mood, Joe Strummer's always there with haunting, exasperated notes.
I've taken to writing poetry. I'm not good at it, but I'm not bad at it either. More to come on these efforts, as they're the ( Read more... ) -
Any day now, I shall be released...
I'm in a funk. I have one month left, one dismal month left of my summer vacation and I have accomplished nothing. I have read two books. I have written MAYBE three pages of halfway decent material. Made one pair of earrings. Tried to fit into the same dress at least six times to no avail. Slept. Ate. Rinsed and repeated.
I am in a funk. Something ( Read more... ) -
(Insert tortured little guitar riff and lusty crooning here)
What a beautiful evening this is... The sweet fragrance of rain-kissed trees travels into my room on a calming breeze; the clouds have left for the most part, leaving grey wisps of smoke to entwine themselves around the reclining stars. It's an evening that silently spurs my estranged optimism-- indelible so long as I remain awake with the perfect ( Read more... ) -
It's a little bit funny...
Considering I've been a fan of Elton since I was very young, it's safe to guess that I've heard "Your Song" over a hundred times. I've always taken it for granted like an old, reliable friend until these past few days. And even though its author describes it as having "extraordinarily virginal sentiments", I'd say it's about as perfect as anything ( Read more... ) -
Let It Roll
Ah, one of those lovely moods- you know, the ones where everything seems perfect even though you know there's much to be improved upon? It's magic. That's all it is. Simple, wonderful magic; it's a little bubble of peace drifted here from the stars ( Read more... ) -
Romance?
Isn't love such a fickle thing? I mean honestly. When it comes to teenagers, there is no such word. There's lust, brief inclinations, and more lust. I would like to say I am one of the radicals that rejects this sort of behavior, but I am not. I am a lusty 15 year old who digs middle-aged men ( Read more... ) -
No Reservations
Scanning my previous entries, I was shocked at the drivel I had felt necessary to share with the world. It is now my vow that- in the event that I actually USE this thing- I will only post things that hold water.
Heh. As if.
But tonight, I do have something to say with an umph. At least I hope it has an umph. Here goes nothin'.
I really cannot stand ( Read more... ) -
Mr. Bowie, won't you marry me?
I'm absolutely obsessed with David Bowie. He's just so great. I'm so vague and he's so great; I'm pleased with that combination.
He seems like one of those performers that are moved by their own music. I'm not saying that others aren't, but I find it really surprising that artists like Bowie- who've been around the musical block a few times- still ( Read more... ) -
Study Hall Dramas
So I've got five minutes left of study hall and I'm ready to throw my English assignments out the window and there's a laptop digging into my back and a thousand twits with plastic nails clicking away with their pathetic social lives on this Skype thing. They're not doing anything productive. They're not making a difference. And really, I'm just ( Read more... )