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i did not just get a DD. are you shitting me?
i love all of you so much. i'll write something much more strongly worded when my page traffic isn't so high.
but, shit. i couldn't be happier. especially since it was on my college essay, which i am currently in the process of submitting to schools.
really, though. this is awesome. <3
also, amanda palmer is in connecticut. could this day get any better?
i love all of you so much. i'll write something much more strongly worded when my page traffic isn't so high.
but, shit. i couldn't be happier. especially since it was on my college essay, which i am currently in the process of submitting to schools.
really, though. this is awesome. <3
But I fell in love on the seaside.
it's been a while, hasn't it?
nothing of particular worth has happened.
life continues to go on despite my disinclination to watch it; it's a temporary state of mind, i expect i'll get over it when all the snow is gone.
everyone's migrating back.
i never left.
spring will come, and i'll go visit colleges. i have this strange little desire to stay right here in the northeast, with all its seasons and its briskness and its people who talk 100-miles-a-minute.
massachusetts, i think.
boston, or around there.
i will spend my time lazing around the theater district, playing my guitar in harvard square, drinking coffee at a favorite local ca
it's been a long time
since i've journal'd, or even posted anything.
i don't know why. i could try to write excuses here -- school, work, music, exhaustion, -- but it'd only be writing. the truth is that i just haven't been doing much of anything lately. i don't like to go out with friends. i don't like to go to school. i really don't like anything that doesn't involve me sitting alone at the piano, or reading, or listening to music. i'm not unhappy, i'm just not really all here.
the winter does that to me. i get low, and pitiful, and robotic. winter here is so, so long. the holidays are over now, and everything is gone. the cheer, the love. even my best friend
PDQ
for pretty damn quick, which is what i have to be, as i'm sitting in the back room at work, stealing the restaurant's wifi.
the past few days have been essentially good, but just as much of a blur; highs and lows, a lot of thinking, a lot of writing, a lot of sitting in my room with the door thrown open, working out the chords to Astronaut on the keyboard as some sort of masochistic therapy.
i'll be going to the midnight premier of Harry Potter next week. i really need those little things. i think i ought to dress up, but i'm not sure who i'll go as. maybe i'll just use that silver hair dye that i never opened for the concert.
like hallowe
you have to understand the way i am,
--mein herr.
on sunday night lots of things happened. lots of really crazy shit that you only ever expect to see in movies, or in dreams.
it was all a dream.
you can read all about it here: http://neversaynikki.tumblr.com/post/1457701107/surreal-moments-from-last-night-and-a-thank-you
if you don't feel like reading all that, let it suffice to say that Amanda Palmer hugged me. she kissed my cheek, and my neck, and she squeezed my hand and smiled at me as i thanked her. i shook hands with Brian Viglione, and with Neil Gaiman, who was charming.
i saw Neil and Amanda being In Love, which was heart wrenchingly beautiful; they hugged and kisse
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