i end up hating anyway. i pour endless hours into journals, only to pull a fuckin silvia plath and burn everything or flush it down the toilet. its pathetic. ill look back on this in, hmm, three weeks and want to delete it. so ill be happier. i failed my room inspection today, and not because its a den of iniquity, or even some slovenly pit; no, because i had a few clothes out and various postcards and a picture of virginia woolf. "gear adrift." kick rocks.
so, in other news? ive successfully completed a year in seattle. i truly love this place. one major reason behind my said love of this pacific northwestern town is the local radio station kexp 90.3. i heard of the station within a few days of moving up, and its been on 24/7 since then. i can honestly say it has kept me sane at work with all the looney tunes i work with, so yeah! check out the site...www.kexp.org
um, have a lovely day. i dont feel too creative, nor do i feel like rambling about nonsensical bs.
pizzicato five- my baby portable player sound.
julie doiron- spill yer lungs.
serge gainsbourg- melody.
chris joss- zingy twangs.
the decemberists- the rakes song.
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