Tuesday, October 18, 2005
hoochie mama
some say you're trouble, boy
just because you like to destroy
all the things that bring the idiots joy
well what's wrong with a little destruction?
--franz ferdinand, the fallen
indeed. this song rocketh my knitted foot coverings.
weekend was great. thanks f for the walking stick and ankle guard. your humour is subtle indeed. playing with my new hermit crabs (my brother has the coolest gift ideas for a smelly little sec 2 boy.. haha) just makes my day. thanks for all the stuff, both edible and not from sc4 and a couple 74 people. j, the cd still doesnt work. i blame you. thanks to the mg people and my gangmates for the treats. i am pretty sure it was quite fun, though i cant really remember what happened. haha. i am sure pictures will surface soon. thanks to everyone who fed and watered the 19-year-old. great dj, m, and good game that night :D retro-cool dorkism, hooray!
good pub: the arcade fire and interpol playing at top volume.
GREAT pub: people singing along. YES.
picked up some good secondhand shirts for close to nothing at tanglin flea market. considered buying a mini jukebox but decided my room has enough trash in it already.
to my best friends! you lazy poops! you better go with me to oktoberfest.
wow. these 19 years have been a bloody fantastic ride.
present to myself: a new drum set. okay, actually a thirdand one but whos complaining? for 100 bucks its a steal. my lord of the rings banner costs more than that. now i just gotta figure out how im going to practise without driving the neighbours batshit.
+ fictions&fires
2:17 PM
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plangere, latin: to strike, or to lament.
in the depth of winter i finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer.
--albert camus
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to be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best night and day to make you like everybody else means to fight the hardest battle any human being can fight and never stop fighting.
-- ee cummings
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