I was glancing over my livejournal which was kept last summer, mostly before I knew alot of you. It is written in abstraction, not revealing any specifics of my life from the time but definitely reflecting my internal take on said life. I found that in reading it that my thoughts and impressions of myself and the world are completely the same, but the emotional connection is far less bitter and I daresay even less serious.
I am inspired again to create, consumed by the desire to write and paint and sing and destroy everything that does not yet bear the impression of me upon it. And so my ego shall be fed by my willingness to impose it.
I am hoping to see some of you tomorrow night in Ann Arbor, I am looking forward to being in Necto again. Its been a couple months for me, and I am feeling a need for it. I am intent on celebration.
Saturday is the SG Detroit CD Exchange. I need to get those discs burned and ready in the next couple days. Its creeping up, and I hate to do things at the last minute. The disc is going to be fun, less serious and more ridiculous than last time. The title: "Covered in Agent" because its all bands that I love doing covers. Hah.
Until one of us dies or the other lies...
Agent.
I am inspired again to create, consumed by the desire to write and paint and sing and destroy everything that does not yet bear the impression of me upon it. And so my ego shall be fed by my willingness to impose it.
I am hoping to see some of you tomorrow night in Ann Arbor, I am looking forward to being in Necto again. Its been a couple months for me, and I am feeling a need for it. I am intent on celebration.
Saturday is the SG Detroit CD Exchange. I need to get those discs burned and ready in the next couple days. Its creeping up, and I hate to do things at the last minute. The disc is going to be fun, less serious and more ridiculous than last time. The title: "Covered in Agent" because its all bands that I love doing covers. Hah.
Until one of us dies or the other lies...
Agent.
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by contrast, everything I've read by Hemingway is overrated garbage.
as far as having common friends i'm sure I'll run into you eventually...