12:20 p.m. x 2007-10-18
i could use a gigantic travelling trunk to travel with. with a mirror inside and hangers. and it and i would go all over the world having crazy conversations. not with each other. not exclusively. and word of my legend will spread far and wide and i'll be known by different names in different languages.
i was just watching the dresden dolls perform "mein herr" on the roundhouse dvd and it reminded me of how i wanted to be a singer throughout 3/4ths of high school. and how i don't have such a bad voice. it doesn't tug at me like writing does but i think i'd really enjoy performing, if i ever found someone to do it with. i can carry a tune well enough but i can't do shit with an instrument. i do have a charismatic stage presence. but i could probably dance a little better.
i'll be heading to the bus station in an hour, to wait for an hour. to be on the bus without rest stops for potentially four hours, even though the whole way here to home is two hours flat. that's the charm of travel.
if anybody should ask i'm going to a seminar
pieces of the moon
sensitive heart, you're doomed from the start