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Head boppin' to the new Live, specifically the special remix of Deep Enough. The subject header is a line in the song, and cracks me up when I hear it. Not sure if Ed Kowalczyk would appreciate me laughing at his lyric, but what's he gonna do? Yeeeeee, love this song! These guys never fail to give me at least one tune per album that I set to repeat. I was thinking today that it would be pretty interesting to hear JC singing something of theirs. I'd pay money to hear it.
On a completely unrelated tangent; writing. Having a crisis of writerly identity, which happens occasionally, and I hate every minute. Oy friggin' vey. I can't seem to come up with interesting plots. Wait. Aren't there supposedly only seven original plots, blahblahblah? Did I hear that in one of my lit classes, or The Princess Bride??? Or a bad movie? Something tells me that I shouldn't be navel-gazing when I can't even keep a thought straight in my head, much less get it down on paper (!) in a comprehensible fashion. I'm channeling JC! This is why I love him; he'd read the above paragraph and completely get what I'm trying to say.
Anyway, I'm at a place where I'm reading stuff infinitely better and more interesting than my own and I'm feeling inadequate. Won't stop me, though. ;-)
Listening to Stone Temple Pilots' Sour Girl, now. Stop! Not in the mood for this. Time for some Syncin', folks.
On yet another tangent, I've been thinking that I need to send feedback to people whose stories I've recommended. AND I need to friggin' update my links page, and recs page, since so many sites have moved.
Would it be weird to create a museum of LJ icons that I like? And link to the LJ's represented? I'd like to do that on my page, 'cause I've seen a lot of cool icons floating around, and they need to be memorialized, or something. God, my eyes are dying. Time to whip out my glasses.
Off to write!
On a completely unrelated tangent; writing. Having a crisis of writerly identity, which happens occasionally, and I hate every minute. Oy friggin' vey. I can't seem to come up with interesting plots. Wait. Aren't there supposedly only seven original plots, blahblahblah? Did I hear that in one of my lit classes, or The Princess Bride??? Or a bad movie? Something tells me that I shouldn't be navel-gazing when I can't even keep a thought straight in my head, much less get it down on paper (!) in a comprehensible fashion. I'm channeling JC! This is why I love him; he'd read the above paragraph and completely get what I'm trying to say.
Anyway, I'm at a place where I'm reading stuff infinitely better and more interesting than my own and I'm feeling inadequate. Won't stop me, though. ;-)
Listening to Stone Temple Pilots' Sour Girl, now. Stop! Not in the mood for this. Time for some Syncin', folks.
On yet another tangent, I've been thinking that I need to send feedback to people whose stories I've recommended. AND I need to friggin' update my links page, and recs page, since so many sites have moved.
Would it be weird to create a museum of LJ icons that I like? And link to the LJ's represented? I'd like to do that on my page, 'cause I've seen a lot of cool icons floating around, and they need to be memorialized, or something. God, my eyes are dying. Time to whip out my glasses.
Off to write!
