Mary Sue and the vicious Cycle
Jul. 25th, 2002 11:34 amKind of like a punkrock band, don't you think?
visited xanga.com today and re-read some of my old journal entries....this one made me laugh.
Friday, January 04, 2002
Another Thoughtless blog
4:18 p.m.
Lines that will probably never begin the Great American Novel, but grace a small, insignificant, mediocre paperback.
It was my 25th year on this planet when I realized two important things: the career choice of being a romantic gypsy was something best left to Stevie Nicks and 14 year old girls, and I was going to die alone, a virgin, and allergic to oysters. The words: alone, oysters, and virgin were like bullets to my already fragile self-esteem.
I'm currently reading John Welter's Begin to Exit Here, and he is far more irreverent and sillier than I could ever be.
if you want to poke through the attic, here's the xanga. Reviews that will be cleaned up (or not), lustbabbles, and more penetrating self pity and relationships in crisis talk live here. Also, the ever prominent cd lists and shallow plateaus -- I will probably compile all the cd/music related stuff and move it to my personal domain, or stick it in a recs blog that I am currently thinking up. Among with the forty million other things I say I'll do and get half started on. Gaaaaah. Summer.
visited xanga.com today and re-read some of my old journal entries....this one made me laugh.
Friday, January 04, 2002
Another Thoughtless blog
4:18 p.m.
Lines that will probably never begin the Great American Novel, but grace a small, insignificant, mediocre paperback.
It was my 25th year on this planet when I realized two important things: the career choice of being a romantic gypsy was something best left to Stevie Nicks and 14 year old girls, and I was going to die alone, a virgin, and allergic to oysters. The words: alone, oysters, and virgin were like bullets to my already fragile self-esteem.
I'm currently reading John Welter's Begin to Exit Here, and he is far more irreverent and sillier than I could ever be.
if you want to poke through the attic, here's the xanga. Reviews that will be cleaned up (or not), lustbabbles, and more penetrating self pity and relationships in crisis talk live here. Also, the ever prominent cd lists and shallow plateaus -- I will probably compile all the cd/music related stuff and move it to my personal domain, or stick it in a recs blog that I am currently thinking up. Among with the forty million other things I say I'll do and get half started on. Gaaaaah. Summer.