Tuesday, January 28, 2003
hora. i sense sense
hoh-key. the last time i made sense in here was... gee, i don't remember. somehow, i can't get myself to write coherently when in front of technology. that or surrounded by people.
in which case i therefore rant about my utter lack of fiction. can you believe? i haven't been ficcing (this should be in ficlog but what the heck) for the whole three months of freedom i've got, and for the next four more i probably won't have anything to show except half-hearted ideas and hey! dead air.
i think it's the obscene absence of boring teachers in my midst and the presence of R33L LIyF3 and W3rk gets in the way of genius. (genius? ekai, genius? geezus would be more like it) i can't fic if i'm not bored. at home i can't get THAT bored. i need a droning prof around me. i need new books to read (if anyone can get me anything by jeannette winterson, i'm going to be very, VERY happy). i need a cheese stick. (y'know what that means) i. need. new. ficcage.
oh, and tin-sama! you've ficced betty la fea, no?
would you people kill me if i ficced monica brava?
ergh. bad question.
will you catch me when I fall? :: |
named Ekai Ungson
listen to the static
"Wonder" - Megan McCauley
"Everyone is Wrong" - The Donnas
"You and Me" - Lifehouse
"Blind" - Lifehouse
"Lonely No More" - Rob Thomas
"Akap" - Imago
"The Difference" - Matchbox Twenty
"Extraordinary" - Liz Phair