Free association

[raven]

"She's empty and so beautiful, I'll keep her here with me."

I have way too much work to do to be writing in here. But I have to because it's an addiction. And I'm not ashamed of it. "Feel no shame for what you are..." and all of that.
Work to do: Classics essay on religion in Pompeii, some of 1999 maths paper, I ought to start my media coursework, print off my history coursework, and I need to do biology questions. Gah.

These terrycloth sweatbands are my new favourite things. I couldn't take them off 'cause they're so comfortable and so very cute. I just know my mother is going to hate them, because I love them so much. So she won't ever see them, of course. They'll fall naturally into my pockets when I see the gate opening. Yes, the gate has finally been fixed. It actually opens and closes when you press the control.

So... yes. Has anything actually happened, beyond my being dreamy and silent? Anything beyond an experiment-to-make-yoghurt, or a lesson-for-working-on-our-coursework-girls?

[And oh, look. The green icon on the taskbar has turned yellow. I'm not connected to the internet any more, whatever will I do]

This is free association. That's the mood I'm in. I don't want to structure my sentences or tell a story. I want to write in a neverending stream just empty my head of all thoughts until they're all gone all spilled onto paper or a white screen white because I even made the scrollbar that colour just words all words it's always words isn't it full stops never start world war three it's words that have the power and that's why I'm glad I never actually learned how to draw not that that has anything to do with anything spill out and over, free.

Words.

Comments

[cucharita.livejournal.com]

pretty.

I feel the need to listen to JOJ. I best go find my CD. It might be in the car.

[dixsept.livejournal.com]

When the (Victorians?) discovered Pompeii, they were so shocked by the sex depicted on the wall paintings that they very carefully chipped them out of the walls and put them in storage. These things are not to be seen in polite company, even if it is history. ;)

Ah, that ancient Roman slash...

[eniddy.livejournal.com]

I've seen old Pompeii sex pictures. Some are still on the walls of the brothels. I kept on asking my teacher when we were going to get to the brothels when we visited there with school.
I sat on a bed :p
Which I'm not quite sure is a good thing. Heh heh.

[dixsept.livejournal.com]

Hehehe... I took an entire course devoted to that stuff... "Love and Sexuality in Ancient Greece and Rome" or something like that. I have these delectable sets of notes titled, "Pictures of Hot Naked Men Day," because we got to look at a lot of slides. Yay!
Pictures above the door to indicate what you can get in each room. Not bad...

[loneraven.livejournal.com]

Hey, they claimed to have pioneered almost everything else. Why not slash, too?

And seeing as my darling Enid has already regaled you with the tale of how she badgered everyone into seeing the Pompeiians brothels, I'll say no more.

[lily-angel.livejournal.com]

Hi! It's Lily, from the mash-slash list...

I posted feedback for Chemistry, but I wasn't sure you'd see it, since it was pretty late ^^;; (it's in a post called "multiple feedback part 1)

So I just wanted to let you know so you could find it :D

(And! I still love the newest one, "Somewhere Out There"...*basks in happy post-fic glow*)

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[loneraven.livejournal.com]

Ah, thank you. For the feedback and the comment and everything.
Don't you worry, I guessed it was you. *waves at Lily*