...What Were We Thinking? (And other almost alliterative thoughts...)
Oh, look! It's an LJ! I have one of those!
Eh, I dunno.
Yay for MMDT. Which I'm in. And it's super-fantastic this year, so you should definately come see us if you're not in it. Yo.
HEY, GUESS WHAT? I'M GOING TO MEMPHIS TOMORROW!
I've been in one of those everything is reminding me of AGS moods. I mean, today. Everything was AGS-y. Like, during the pep rally, when everybody was yelling stuff... and it sounded like "Woo-Tang!" ...and lots of guitar playing... and random killing sprees... and Hey There, Delilah... which I can play now, actually. Hmm...
I need to fix things. And yet, I won't listen to myself. I decide something, and I make a plan, but... the rest of my mind doesn't listen. It nodds while I'm talking and then it's right back where it was before, running around. I'm crazy. *resists the urge to find an ice-pick*
I've had fun writing recently, though. I love when I come up with neat characters. I should go crazy more often, it gives me better story-starters. Not that I'm not usually going crazy... just... this crazy... different crazy... I dunno... how to describe it... transitioning? Something. Nobody cares what it's called. Well, I don't, so we'll pretend you don't.
That didn't sound how I wanted it to.
I love music. Talent is silly... silly talent. I MISS SINOVIA SOOOOOO MUCH!
...I promised you almost-alliterative thoughts in the title, didn't I?
Well, I guess I just lied. The title is just there. Why? I don't know. (He's on third, and I don't give a damn.)
Eh, that's about it. I'm going to go... find... something... to do... maybe... more productive than wasting your time... like sleeping... and other things not involving ice-picks...
Which reminds me...
But I digress.
Guns don't kill people, but they sure help.
That's all I've got.
~Teh Nelj
Eh, I dunno.
Yay for MMDT. Which I'm in. And it's super-fantastic this year, so you should definately come see us if you're not in it. Yo.
HEY, GUESS WHAT? I'M GOING TO MEMPHIS TOMORROW!
I've been in one of those everything is reminding me of AGS moods. I mean, today. Everything was AGS-y. Like, during the pep rally, when everybody was yelling stuff... and it sounded like "Woo-Tang!" ...and lots of guitar playing... and random killing sprees... and Hey There, Delilah... which I can play now, actually. Hmm...
I need to fix things. And yet, I won't listen to myself. I decide something, and I make a plan, but... the rest of my mind doesn't listen. It nodds while I'm talking and then it's right back where it was before, running around. I'm crazy. *resists the urge to find an ice-pick*
I've had fun writing recently, though. I love when I come up with neat characters. I should go crazy more often, it gives me better story-starters. Not that I'm not usually going crazy... just... this crazy... different crazy... I dunno... how to describe it... transitioning? Something. Nobody cares what it's called. Well, I don't, so we'll pretend you don't.
That didn't sound how I wanted it to.
I love music. Talent is silly... silly talent. I MISS SINOVIA SOOOOOO MUCH!
...I promised you almost-alliterative thoughts in the title, didn't I?
Well, I guess I just lied. The title is just there. Why? I don't know. (He's on third, and I don't give a damn.)
Eh, that's about it. I'm going to go... find... something... to do... maybe... more productive than wasting your time... like sleeping... and other things not involving ice-picks...
Which reminds me...
But I digress.
Guns don't kill people, but they sure help.
That's all I've got.
~Teh Nelj