Sometimes I just wish I were dead instead, because I've really got nothing much left to look forward to. But maybe all I need is more sleep. I'll try downing Stresstabs tomorrow & see if it that shit really works. TANGINA I FEEL SO FUCKING TIRED. Even if I really don't wish for my own expiry, I can feel it happening anytime soon.
Name six songs that you are currently digging; it doesn't matter what genre they are from, whether they have words or even if they're any good but they must be songs you're really enjoying right now. Then tag six other people to see what they're listening to; as requested by (whoever tags you):
1. Peace Orchestra - Who Am I 2. Layo & Bushwacka! - Blind Tiger 3. Supreme Beings of Leisure - Under The Gun 4. Photek - Ren 2 5. 311 - Love Song
Talk about outdated. But I've always liked them.
Cross-posted, so I'm tagging everyone who's linked my blog to theirs. :P
Oh, & it's been 3 glorious years of tarot reading for me. \m/
Lately it also feels like an amazingly perfect time to be uh, in love.
"When you're searching your soul, when you're searching for pleasure, How often pain is all you find? But when you're coasting along & nobody's trying too hard, You can turn around & like where you are." --Harriet Wheeler
I know my mind keeps churning out mayhem in technicolor & stereo no matter what I do, but my last dream was the one of the best lucid yet lopsided shit ever. It involved fumbling through spellcasting on a stormy night with a pack of usually superficial turned horribly frightened girls & I forgot what we were up against in the first place. We swore to secrecy the next day but I know people were talking behind our backs (at least they were scared to mess me with me from then on, though, haha), yikes. Oh, what I would give to find out what all my stupid REM sequences could possibly mean for my peace of mind.
