What I choose is my choice
Jan. 5th, 2005 11:46 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ithikaWhat I choose is my voice
I love this song. So, today's entry will feature select lyrics from said song - Disarm, by The Smashing Pumpkins.
AAH! Brother is watching Once Upon A Time In Mexico (It's ok, I said he could), and the need. The want. Oh, how I want it. I need it. But I must stay here. Because I want to. But you know, the whole withdrawal thing gets pretty bad sometimes. The cinematography, it calls to me. Sands, he taunts me with his taunty CIA ways.
AAH! THE SOUNDTRACK!!
*cranks up Smashing Pumpkins so as to not be lured away from comp-eh by the goodness that is OUATIM*
There are reasons for my powerful resistance, by the way. One day you'll understand, maybe. Or maybe you won't. My point is, I can't hear the words I know are playing now. Because I have to stay here, I want to, and I need to, and la la la... there are lyrics along those lines someplace.
I love my keyboard. It's reached the stage where it's all soft and nice to type on. Actually, it's been like that for a while, but I'm noticing it most keenly tonight. My laptop is like that too. I would tell you what I named it but you'll all laugh at me/pour ridicule/scorn/etc on me, so I won't divulge information.
Actually, probably not but... meh. I don't feel like divulging said name information right now, so, nah, nah, boogers.
The killer in me is the killer in you, my love
This song is really brilliant. It is my favourite new song (actually, I think I've loved it for ages, I just hadn't listened in forever), maybe, the Song Of January. I might even make a secret-o entry in which I pick a song every month that acts as the song of the month, and then make a 2005 Ghan Album. I guess I'll have to give credit to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
marmot_pie, as it's sort of her idea type thing.
DON'T EAT GLASS [I don't know where that came from. It was just in my braaaaaain]
"What does the 'G' stand for?"
"I don't... knoooooooooow..... *bounces around screaming*"
Hehehe.
My GOD! Somebody has a SPOOKY TOY!! (in case you're wondering, Spooky, as in Tenna, as in I Feel Sick) On the Winter-een-mas photo page at Ctrl+Alt+Del... look, and if you know, you will see. You will seee.
I don't have good posture. I need to fix that. Because I don't want to end up all stooped and crooked. I need a better PC chair. A high backed one. But I won't get one, because there's no room for it. I've decided to buy a PC, then maybe if I... gah... Smashing Pumpkins guitar riffs are so damn fine. If it's possible for a guitar riff to be sexy... yep. What was I saying? Oh yes... then maybe if I feel like it I'll buy a car. I want a nice car. And then I'll have to maintain it... so... :P to owning cars for now.
Oh! My spine! Interesting...sensation.
Disarm you with a smile and leave you like they left me here to wither in denial bitterness of one who's left alone
How are we all celebrating Winter-een-mas? I might buy myself a game... but I'm not sure what. Or I might buy myself some paint-able card and sweet paints. And an easel. Oh, how I would love an easel. And some more drawing pencils. And some more colouring pencils. Yes. I could go all out with the art supplies.
I'm going to buy a webcam... there's a $30 one at Dick Smiths, it's so mine.
The RoadKill Diary brings me indescribable joy.
I must finish this pointless expulsion of brain-matter now.
Not sure why, but I need a hug
Happy 2:42am people.
I love this song. So, today's entry will feature select lyrics from said song - Disarm, by The Smashing Pumpkins.
AAH! Brother is watching Once Upon A Time In Mexico (It's ok, I said he could), and the need. The want. Oh, how I want it. I need it. But I must stay here. Because I want to. But you know, the whole withdrawal thing gets pretty bad sometimes. The cinematography, it calls to me. Sands, he taunts me with his taunty CIA ways.
AAH! THE SOUNDTRACK!!
*cranks up Smashing Pumpkins so as to not be lured away from comp-eh by the goodness that is OUATIM*
There are reasons for my powerful resistance, by the way. One day you'll understand, maybe. Or maybe you won't. My point is, I can't hear the words I know are playing now. Because I have to stay here, I want to, and I need to, and la la la... there are lyrics along those lines someplace.
I love my keyboard. It's reached the stage where it's all soft and nice to type on. Actually, it's been like that for a while, but I'm noticing it most keenly tonight. My laptop is like that too. I would tell you what I named it but you'll all laugh at me/pour ridicule/scorn/etc on me, so I won't divulge information.
Actually, probably not but... meh. I don't feel like divulging said name information right now, so, nah, nah, boogers.
The killer in me is the killer in you, my love
This song is really brilliant. It is my favourite new song (actually, I think I've loved it for ages, I just hadn't listened in forever), maybe, the Song Of January. I might even make a secret-o entry in which I pick a song every month that acts as the song of the month, and then make a 2005 Ghan Album. I guess I'll have to give credit to
marmot_pie, as it's sort of her idea type thing. DON'T EAT GLASS [I don't know where that came from. It was just in my braaaaaain]
"I don't... knoooooooooow..... *bounces around screaming*"
Hehehe.
My GOD! Somebody has a SPOOKY TOY!! (in case you're wondering, Spooky, as in Tenna, as in I Feel Sick) On the Winter-een-mas photo page at Ctrl+Alt+Del... look, and if you know, you will see. You will seee.
I don't have good posture. I need to fix that. Because I don't want to end up all stooped and crooked. I need a better PC chair. A high backed one. But I won't get one, because there's no room for it. I've decided to buy a PC, then maybe if I... gah... Smashing Pumpkins guitar riffs are so damn fine. If it's possible for a guitar riff to be sexy... yep. What was I saying? Oh yes... then maybe if I feel like it I'll buy a car. I want a nice car. And then I'll have to maintain it... so... :P to owning cars for now.
Oh! My spine! Interesting...sensation.
Disarm you with a smile and leave you like they left me here to wither in denial bitterness of one who's left alone
How are we all celebrating Winter-een-mas? I might buy myself a game... but I'm not sure what. Or I might buy myself some paint-able card and sweet paints. And an easel. Oh, how I would love an easel. And some more drawing pencils. And some more colouring pencils. Yes. I could go all out with the art supplies.
I'm going to buy a webcam... there's a $30 one at Dick Smiths, it's so mine.
The RoadKill Diary brings me indescribable joy.
I must finish this pointless expulsion of brain-matter now.
Not sure why, but I need a hug
Happy 2:42am people.
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Date: 2005-01-06 07:11 am (UTC)QUICK!
THIS IS BIIIIG! BIG BIG GET ON! Get on the NET! NOoooo GET ON *tears hair out*
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Date: 2005-01-06 04:44 pm (UTC)is it... he wasn't... was he? ...eek.
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Date: 2005-01-06 05:28 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-01-07 04:29 pm (UTC)it could also have something to do with I couldn't think of anything/one else that would induce typing in all caps by you :D(no subject)
Date: 2005-01-07 05:08 pm (UTC)