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[kittydesade]

Pick a band/ musician: Depeche Mode

1. Are you male or female:
Blue Dress

2. Describe yourself:
Pipeline

3. How do some people feel about you?:
Work Hard

4. How do you feel about yourself?:
Pleasure Little Treasure

5. Describe an old girlfriend/boyfriend/interest:
Never Let Me Down

6. Describe your current girlfriend/boyfriend/interest:
Personal Jesus

7. Where are you?:
Stripped

8. Where would you rather be?:
Clean

9. Describe what you want to be:
Sweetest Perfection

10. Describe how you live:
Dream On

11. Describe how you love:
Strangelove

12. Share a few words of wisdom:
Walking In My Shoes



Pick a band/ musician: KMFDM

1. Are you male or female:
Juke Joint Jezebel

2. Describe yourself:
Megalomaniac

3. How do some people feel about you?:
Dirty

4. How do you feel about yourself?:
Save Me

5. Describe an old girlfriend/boyfriend/interest:
Attak/Reload

6. Describe your current girlfriend/boyfriend/interest:
(So tempted to put 'SpitSperm')
YoHoHo

7. Where are you?:
Anarchy

8. Where would you rather be?:
Risen

9. Describe what you want to be:
Superhero

10. Describe how you live:
Preach/Pervert

11. Describe how you love:
Ultra

12. Share a few words of wisdom:
Urban Monkey Warfare


I think I like KMFDM the best. Because it's all about the monkeys.

Ugh. Power's back on, for a little while anyway. Put out a bunch more applications, and I still have no hope of actually getting a job. Economy improving my ass. And more weird dreams last night about someone trying to kill me. What fun.

I like my new journal layout, but I'm not sure about all the words. I think instead of a theme they're just going to turn into random phrases. Or KMFDM lyrics, since I raided the boyfriend's collection of CDs again and have been listening to it for the past three days straight. No, not that you can tell or anything. Of course not.

So tired. Bed at 2, waking up in the middle of the night at 4 am again, slept till 11, woke up at 8 when the dogs went nuts at the electrician's arrival. Broken sleep, broken dreams. Not conducive to a good day. Maybe I'll just go out, prime some more miniatures and paint them. The last ones turned out okay. But, damn. I have to call UC and Miami and get a couple course catalogs. Eh. I'll do it in an hour or so, after I get some food into me. Raymond Walters college for me, and I just know I'm going to mess it up and call it Raymond Watts college at least once. More than once. Heh. I wonder what you're learn at that kind of college. 10 ways to shock your conservative parents? How to act like a nut on stage? Showmanship 101. Lyrics, guitar, and lankiness.

Dear god, the offerings at UC are abysmal.

And the offerings at Miami look like high school offerings. Oh well. I guess I'll call both colleges registrars, get a course booklet, then call Beloit in a day or two when I can look over the course descriptions. Ugh.

And for now I have short stories to edit and prepare for submission, an address book excel sheet to finish, and ... gyah. I don't know what else. More sleep to get, I think. So tired. Mmm. More icons to make. That's fun and brainless.