Nothing on the top but a bucket and a mop and an illustrated book about birds.

Lately I've been quite obsessed with Nirvana(besides my red hair and how it is slowly turning to a sickly shade of magenta. Sigh.) and everything Nirvana. Cobain's voice! It does things to me! I decided to use the lyrics of a few of the songs and write a sort of poem. Try not to read it in tune! I can't help but sing parts of it and it is most annoying!

Take your time
Hurry up
The choice is yours.

Hey!
Wait!
I've got a new complaint!

I feel stupid and contagious.
Just because you're paranoid,
Don’t mean they're not after you.
And he likes to shoot his gun,
But he don't know what it means.

Hey!
Wait!
I've got a new complaint!

I found it hard,
It’s hard to find,
Oh well, whatever, never mind.
I will crawl away for good.
You won’t be afraid of fear.
I'm so warm and calm inside
I no longer have to hide
Mind. I don't have a mind.
I can’t see the end of me,
I formulate infinity.
I think I’m dumb,
Or maybe just happy.

And I swear
That I don’t have a gun.


Going to go chop hair colour guy's head tomorrow. I want my red hair back!

It's been a while

More than a month! What a lousy blogger I am! And I'm going to ask you to ignore the typos. Am sure there are going to be quite a few.
Been quite a nothing month actually. Feb did start out slow and soft and boring. Just another stupid month. Friend from J'pur visited towards the end. Can't think of a name for her. Gimme a name missy! Was fun! Insomnia was! Span was! Everybody let it rock. Just move to Cal ok? ok.
Had gone for Hip Pocket tonight. With guys from college. Bit o' beer, mojito and Open Invitation! Fuckin awesome!
Maybe this aint going to be a post. A postette I suppose.
No college tomorrow!
Nand! You suck! No comment? Hmph.
I should honestly make an effort to write coherent posts.