Saturday, April 7, 2007

pics and dicks without the pricks

It's Sunday, 1:47 am. And I'm not out partying.
I intended to. I haven't been drunk in...a good month and a half or so at least. I didn't even get tipsy on St. Patrick's Day. I intended to then, too. My plans were thwarted when my friends for some reason wanted to stay sober. Anyway, tonight I hung out with my friend M and went to a concert. The lead singer of this one band had a voice that reminded me of Television. Which I told him and he said Thank you. Anyway just watching everyone bumbling about and socializing and such...watching from a distance (I had climbed up on this ledge windowseat thing) made me feel melancholic and kinda like I'll never really get the hang of that whole small talk thing. And here I am. Now its 223 because I took some pictures with my camera phone and fattened myself up with french fries because food mades me feel less dramatic and more human.





here are the pictures. i took a whole lot of myself for no good reason at all. maybe im vain. but in terms of attractiveness i only find myself mildly pretty. on a good day.

hello kitty!~ new phonograph!






















ultra bright




my unicorn shirt! unicorns=awesome
(and my boobs are small).























tmnt on my fan....




















my mother painted this ^^

me trying super hard to look cute:
















1 comment:

Mimey said...

So, I thought, new commenter, I'll just pop over and see if they're a psycho but I'm not going to comment.

Wow. You write beautifully. Your pictures are cute. I read everything and had tons of things to say, BUT I just woke up and have a marshmallow brain.

In conclusion

Hello Kitty: too cute.
Blog no one reads vs Journal no one reads: the two cannot be equated, focussing your thoughts for potential publicity can help, journals are good too, blogging made me, saved me! and hey someone is reading!
Weeping into sandwiches: not a good longterm lifestyle choice, but has to be done from time to time.
Trying to live up to the potential of the title of a college paper: been there, done that, and learned that sometimes you have to sacrifice something beautiful for the greater good. I'm just talking about words.

and Hello

Jemima X