Romance of MusicSometimes I feel the need to just... do something. Well, that's not true. I don't want to do something, I want to do a specific something. Something profound, even.
Unfortunately I get these desires often, and I never have anything profound available to be done.
So, instead, I divert my energies into writing. I come up with peoples, places, and things that might thing I've done something worthy of being called 'profound'. I sometimes think my writing might be worthy of being labelled as such.
I'm wrong, of course.
But that doesn't stop me from writing. Even when it's late-at-night/early-in-the-morning. ESPECIALLY when it's late-at-night/early-in-the-morning. Some of what I consider my best writing was written under this particular duress.
Perhaps, as it is already tomorrow where I live, I should sleep. After all, I get to learn golf tomorrow... er, today. Well, early Sunday afternoon at any rate.
Style,
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What's the REAL lesson? Don't leave things in the refridgerator.
i appreciate
thanks
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On your way down the banister of life, may your ass collect tons of splinters.
I'm sorry.. Am I poking holes in your self-esteem bucket?
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we accept the love we think we deserve
random deviant
your gallery is gorgeous
I like random
whose gallery were you looking at?
I mean, seriously, there are many better galleries that deserve the title 'gorgeous' out there. Which one were you looking at when you made this comment?
Bah, maybe I'm just bad at handling praise. Thanks for dropping by!
YOU HAVE BEEN GLOMPED! Spread the glomping love around! Pick 4 of yer buddehs and paste this message on their userpage!
*dingding* RULES:
1- You can't glomp the person who glomped you!
2- You can't glomp the same person!
3- You -MUST- glomp 4 people! If you don't you're a terrible person and I shall take your soul!!
4- This must be put on their userpage! Nowhere else!
5- You must actually like the person to glomp them!
I'm all about the hugs and the showering of affection by those who are affectionate towards those who are less so.
However, when the feelings are forced or when it is part of a craze... well, it sort of busts my buttons.
In addition, I'm one of those people that will get a random 'chain'-esque piece of e-mail and specifically not comply with the 'conditions' or 'warnings' tacked on to the end of what would otherwise be a fairly decent piece of humour, wit, or insight. This is mainly because I can't STAND the things, but also because I like to think I'm a radical.
And if I do pass said things on, it is without the massive FWD FWD FWD REPLY FWD FWD FWD (to the googleplex'th power) and the 'warning condition of doom do this or else we'll all haunt you, you will die, you will live for only two weeks AND you will have no fun'... in fact I also encourage others to do the same. Heck, my own mother, as technologically illiterate as she is (love ya, mom), knows enough 'net'iquette to delete those things before passing them on (well, at least to me).
Woah, this turned into a rant of massive proportions... now if only I could be this inspired when it comes to calculus. Ick..
Style,
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