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24.3.05
WHATS black white and red all over
i had a very good day today, up until around 2, which is when i reached me self-entertainment threshold.
i got these in the post along with two egg boxes filled with eggs which was very exciting.
i painted and it was bad and i watched third rock from the sun and i danced to modest mouse like a senorita and rocked out to death from above 1979 and i took some pictures and embroidered a leaf.
so now its easter and i feel kind of underwhelmed and these past two weeks have been just made up of wednesdays and i never know whether this is what spring is this year or it's summer already or it's still winter.
i'm making some new friends. i'm monumentally lazy at the moment.
i've got some new music.
i feel a bit like a fish and a bit thrown and a bit like something slapping in a plastic bag and sometimes i feel like the colour of my jumper and sometimes i don't know what i feel. and sometimes i feel like i would like to maybe shoot one or other of my parents. for some reason or whatever.
sometimes i feel like this:
but sometimes, not.
whispered by killa b at 7:09 PM |
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