January 12th, 2007

Here be *dragons*, I said. Are you *deaf*?

I feel like being a girl

Wanted to write lighthearted post about how I am a bit hopeless with Adult Things and how I've spent the last hour looking at findaproperty.com and wondering what I'm missing about all the places that look nice, but I can't. Be lighthearted, I mean, that's exactly what I've been doing. I don't believe I can find anywhere nice, is part of the problem, I fundamentally believe that wherever I move to will of necessity be bloody awful because, you know, such is the trend of my life at the moment. I don't know why I'm bothering looking anyway, mind, because my mother will whitewash anything I think I like for her own random reasons and then I'll end up somewhere she thinks is good enough.

And I'm a bit scared of living on my own again, though it was always the only way I was ever going to survive living anywhere. I don't know what I was thinking, really, with this.

Oh, and my back's getting worse again. I kind of want to scream.

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I can fly!

More reasons to love SoulSeek

Search just now for 'Duran mpg' gives first result as union of the snake.mpg/hints of reptilians in media/reptilian race/aliens & ufos/information/s:

FANTASTIC.

(Also it's just returned the mp3 of 'Bloody Slut' to me after many, many months of living without it. Because, obviously, I forgot to search for it, but yeah. I promise I do buy music as well! I do. But not giant hardcore compilations like I'd need to get hold of this one.)

(Also also, video of tiny little Altered Images doing 'Insects' on the Whistle Test. Hurrah.)

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We can all of us be gods

PS

I am frequently a rational young lady. Why must there still be part of my brain that reads ridiculous outdated satanist acid-trip poetry and thinks "Oooooh. Cool. Iwannajoinacult." as if I'm a) fourteen and b) stupider than I was at fourteen?

Tsk.

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