.of signboards and waterways.
6:08 p.m. || 2005-01-01
[mood: sleepy 
]
I went shopping with Jas today, and spent a good earned hundred on girly things that I may only use once. Someone out there is pinching their nosebridge and sighing at my closet shopper's outbursts. Oh wait; I've already done that.
My brother is playing Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas. Both of us can't skillfully fly planes by systematic control. He's caused an accident on a San Fierro road so big it makes Final Destination 2 feel like a scratch on the knee, and now he's running from cops in a cop car. I happen to like this game very much. I'm not quite sure if it's right for me to like it, but I do like it, and in actual fact, I should be pretty worried about myself if I like to steal cars and kill people.
I'm visiting blogs around, everyone's either a firetruck, a fire, or a ball of sunshine. I'm not sure which one I really am, but I suppose if people were to actually see my blog, they might get some kind of impression. Which reminds me, this needs a serious makeover because I've had this layout for over a year. That's where Marcus' advice will come in handy.
I haven't written a story in ages, and I need to write one quick, because I'm getting a writing frenzy when I have no ideas. It's all because of ONE review that got me excited, and now I'm stuck between read and write. Well, at least I've given up on slash. That fetish for pretty gay boys has finally died, and I'm glad to leave it behind. Whew. But co-writing with Jas was a BANG. I just have to stop being so hormonal over everything. I wondered what happened to FLUFFY me. x/.
Anyway, I think I'll just handle things later. I can't believe I'm going to school. I'm not even half-excited.
I NEED A MUSE NOW.
No. A person doesn't just wake up and stop loving somebody! ~Buffy, "I Only Have Eyes For You"
