I have been working on a design for a chest piece for the past few hours, plus a little bit of wasteful time on the internet, and I just feel like I have done nothing productive. And non-productive free time makes me grumpy. Not to mention that my room is a disaster. Like Godzilla came through here and trampled the shit out of it (I wish).
But what is strange about this whole thing is; I'm listening to AFI. What? I haven't listened to them since I was convinced I would marry the lead singer back in high school. Oh, those were the days. I am not ashamed (but actually, I kind of am) to say that I had some very typical 'troubled goth girl in high school' obsessions. Davey Havok was one of them. That was until he became...very pretty. Like, prettier than me; a girl. But you have to admit, he could have made a very pretty lady! But I guess he's back to his more masculine self? I've missed a lot! Oh well, things change.
Anyways, bedtime! And for the record, I will not be dreaming about Davey Havok. Or will I...?
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