briefly briefly. 

wednesday, october 13


















it definitely starts in my wrists. they start to rythmically shake my hands about. it looks a bit like seizures, and get sharper with every beat. soon my neck tilts my head back and brings it back up with a jerk. it escalates slowly into what can only be described as full out headbanging.


 left arm twitches up and out; the spastic hand sometimes hits the chest. hips swirl left and right and around and feet stomp their own rythm. soon the whole body is flapping and rocking and seizuring, following three different beats.


no. it's not a medical emergency. it's just me dancing. and yes. i do look like a bad cross between alanis morissette and a 15-year old boy at a metallica concert back in 1994. and i don't care.











 
















oh yeah, i was going to write a big update. you know. with the whole description of the ani difranco concert i was at saturday night and all. spending $10 on cookies. falling in love with a bag that shall never be mine. all that.


but really. after 5 days offline, things piled up. close to 1500 newsgroup posts. other people's journals. and most of all, real important things like  taking a sex test!


trusty people, fear not. my fingers will type and type on friday, because i said so. you'll get allll you can handle on the concert that is now ranked number 2 in my favourite concerts ever (tori in raleigh last year being first.)

till then. dance like ferrets. multiply. rediscover the wonder that is comic books. stay away from scientology. and eat poptarts like a real pussy. LET PUSSY RULE!











 









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