While i’m thinking of it, Furia features the most painstakingly personal and complete album reviews on the entire internet. You’ll learn something about writing while you’re there.
by krisis
Comic Books, Drag Race, & Life in New Zealand
by krisis
While i’m thinking of it, Furia features the most painstakingly personal and complete album reviews on the entire internet. You’ll learn something about writing while you’re there.
by krisis
Because our apartment is just cool like that, i’m using Matt’s left-over hair die to update my blonde hi-lites (which really look like an awful attempt at a frosting, so many months down the line) with some sexy red streaks. If they look nice then my entire head’ll be going red in a week or two. Meanwhile, if i get boring go visit Abode, where Nerv (from the essential Illegal Op) is moonlighting.
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My review of this summer’s Ani disc (found in crush) is being published in this week’s Drexel Triangle. As mentioned this weekend, I’ve been putting off getting into thier sick little game of parody and obscure cd reviews for over a year now (ever since they turned down my excellent tori review cause they had one already), but by not getting into the play i’ve had lots of nightly meeting times opened up for me. I’m headed to my first paper meeting next Monday. Should be motivation to buy lots of new cds :)
by krisis
Hitting on me is very flattering, to be sure, and i usually don’t even mind when people who aren’t my type hit on me. However, in the “not my type” category, way too many gay men have been flirting with me lately. I’m not sure if i’m putting off pheremones or something, but i’m starting to feel a bit uncomfortable. Today at work i was alone in the store and a totally unescapable head on flirting collision occurred. One of my customers just kept talking and talking at me (“Are you from Philly?” “Oh, i’m not from here, but i love this city, don’t you?”) even after i had gotten him coffee, given him change, and made the requisite idle chatter. Only very favourite customers get to hang around and chat any longer than that unless they’ve hit upon some delightful subject. And trust me, he hadn’t.
Now, i’m not sure if any of the 20-thru-30-something men stop to think about this, but i’m only 19, and by the most exaggerated account i might be 21 (based on how i “conduct myself). More likely, if i shaved a few key spots i could easily be making huge bucks being passed off as child pornography. I know that might be rather titilating, but between my relative youth and my being straight, the gay guys are working a few of my mid-to-last nerves.
And i’m flattered, of course.
by krisis
Shit, i’m late for work. But first, YAY NICCI!!!!!