Livewire, baby.
May. 7th, 2002 04:40 pmI'm having one of those days.
One of *those* days.
As being separate from the zillion other types.
Heh.
I had some long and thoughtful posts brewing during various classes, in the middle of my precious study break, on the toilet. But I think they can actually be neatly summarized in a few quick statements.
I'm stressed.
I'm an artist, damn it.
War bad.
I wish I was a rock star so I could have a legitimate reason to get up on stage and scream in front of a whole bunch of people.
One of *those* days.
As being separate from the zillion other types.
Heh.
I had some long and thoughtful posts brewing during various classes, in the middle of my precious study break, on the toilet. But I think they can actually be neatly summarized in a few quick statements.
I'm stressed.
I'm an artist, damn it.
War bad.
I wish I was a rock star so I could have a legitimate reason to get up on stage and scream in front of a whole bunch of people.
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