I have been staring at this baby blue acrylic wall for 47 minutes. The lighting has been playing off it in such a way that incredible slow-moving transformations appear to be happening just below the surface; underneath the paint. It appears that way anyway... this may actually just be quite the optical illusion; a case where I'm not sure whether what I'm seeing is actually real, or just imagined.
You'd be surprised how often I find myself in such situations.
Anyway, I'm thinking of taking this year off. I'm thinking of taking off. I'm thinking of jumping off. And jumping down.
'Cause dry skin doesn't care what your gender is.
Fickle friends fancy flagrant fragrancy.
That is non-sensical alliteration for all those paying attention still.
And I feel this fucking cracking and burning and my brain says 'GO GET SOME FUCKING HANDCREAM YOU ASSHOLE!!' while my body says 'yay this chair is so comfortable.'
Also, I am now in the market for a decent quality microphone. Anyone know how I should go about finding/buying that?
Thursday, January 8, 2009
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If you just need a microphone for what you are working on let me know. I have one that you can borrow and then if you like it you can buy one yourself. I don't think I'll be needing it for the next month or so and it is in my opinion a very nice mic.
Let me know
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