Superficial Changes
You never thought you'd get addicted,
Just be cooler in an obvious way.
I could say, shouldn't you have got a couple piercings
And decided maybe that you were gay.
In a way, I can't help but feel responsible,
I always knew that you were insane,
With your pain ...
Dandy Warhols, 'Not If You Were The Last Junkie On Earth'
Paranoia brutally put down, I return to eject more flotsam and jetsam into the ether ... this is quite funny, in my opinion. Even if it perhaps takes an approach a little too humouristic for the subject matter. Wh-ever.
I had a senselessly beautiful weekend.
Contemplating taking another unit so that I'll be full time. This would allow me to claim the removal of my wisdom teeth on my parents' private health insurance, should I happen to finally get around to organising that. Have also obtained cool publishing software from Comanski so that I can make Piffle extra-good. I didn't get it ready for O-Day, which made me feel a bit useless yet again. Oh well.
Yesterday, Max and I attempted unsuccessfully to put a blue racing stripe in my hair. What we actually ended up with was more of a drowned-corpse green scar of hair on the side of my head. Given that the whole ordeal took about four hours (when you include messing around buying stuff), you'll understand that I was a tad disappointed. I suppose I can always dye black again if worst comes to worst.
You never thought you'd get addicted,
Just be cooler in an obvious way.
I could say, shouldn't you have got a couple piercings
And decided maybe that you were gay.
In a way, I can't help but feel responsible,
I always knew that you were insane,
With your pain ...
Dandy Warhols, 'Not If You Were The Last Junkie On Earth'
Paranoia brutally put down, I return to eject more flotsam and jetsam into the ether ... this is quite funny, in my opinion. Even if it perhaps takes an approach a little too humouristic for the subject matter. Wh-ever.
I had a senselessly beautiful weekend.
Contemplating taking another unit so that I'll be full time. This would allow me to claim the removal of my wisdom teeth on my parents' private health insurance, should I happen to finally get around to organising that. Have also obtained cool publishing software from Comanski so that I can make Piffle extra-good. I didn't get it ready for O-Day, which made me feel a bit useless yet again. Oh well.
Yesterday, Max and I attempted unsuccessfully to put a blue racing stripe in my hair. What we actually ended up with was more of a drowned-corpse green scar of hair on the side of my head. Given that the whole ordeal took about four hours (when you include messing around buying stuff), you'll understand that I was a tad disappointed. I suppose I can always dye black again if worst comes to worst.
