( 101 Things in 1001 Days )

So I'm sound designer for New Stages, which basically means that I have to make a glorified mix tape by Monday. Which is cool, cause, I mean, I have pretty good taste in music. Except I just remembered that all my music is on my old computer, which is fried like ice cream. So that's kind of problematic. Also, since I just do sound for pre-show, ( Read more... )

So I don't really understand that "post concert high" everyone talks about. For me, it's more of a low. Very, very low. I never have any energy left when finished performing, and then I get terribly depressed. In a soul-crushing abyss of emo kind of way. And everyone around me is running around with their energy and their loud voices and their high ( Read more... )

I have realized recently that my worldview/philosophy can be neatly summed up in these four simple rules.

( Cut for rambliness )

1. Grab the book nearest you. Right now.
2. Turn to page 56.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post that sentence along with these instructions in your LiveJournal.
5. Don't dig for your favorite book, the coolest, the most intellectual. Use the CLOSEST.

"'Not bad for thirty years old, I suppose."
--A Wild Sheep Chase by Haruki Murakami ( Read more... )

So, remember that thing I said I was writing 38 minutes ago? Here it is. And, no shit, it's one of the worst things I've ever written. Ever.

I was so close to using the following as an epigraph:

One fluid gesture, like stepping back in time.
Trapped in amber, petrified.
And still not satisfied.Damn Placebo and their catchy melodies. At least they ( Read more... )

I feel like listening to Placebo while writing pseudo-fanfic for Pride and Prejudice is somehow egregiously inappropriate. Damn English class ( Read more... )

Yes.

( Accomplishments )

For mission101_2009.

( 101 Things )

Okay, so I was bored.

( Literacy ftw! )