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[17 May 2007|06:35pm] |
this is quite gross but i'm fixated with voices. more specifically, i'm fixated with the way voices sound over the phone-- deeper and more mysterious. i really like deep voices which are slightly gravelly yet warm and friendly. i try to imagine what the people on the other end look like from their voice alone, and wonder what they're doing. whether they're wearing shoes, where their free hand is, whether they're slouching in a chair, whether there's a calendar on the desk and if yes what the calendar looks like, etc.
also: kate moss for topshop sucked, and i resisted the temptation to buy a few items just for the fun of putting them up on ebay. i'm still quite annoyed with myself for not snapping up the madonna for h&m shimmery white track jackets in paris in january, which were going for a mere 9.99 euros (!) and were pretty decent (none in my size left though). everyone was trying on the paisley dress of doom, and because most kids here have invisible boobs and unpretty calves, it was not a good sight.
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[17 May 2007|08:50pm] |
because people have been enquiring about my life:
these days i eat, bathe, sleep, and then spend whatever time is left on secondlife and other pointless things, like shopping (both online and in the flesh, spending my thousands even before i make 'em). i've also been reading music/book commentaries and laughing at articles on how snakes and snails copulate. i eat all my meals in bed and have been having visions of huge ants crawling out of my ipod's earphone jack, non-stop and then crawling into my ears at night. and in these visions, i smash my ipod open and inside there are chambers, like in a beehive. i have these and similar visions almost throughout the day, and i even dream of insects and scary birds like vultures and ravens and crows. i dream of people bigger than me, dressed in crow suits, and rooster suits, stabbing me with their beaks. i dream of psycho tortoises and rabbits flicking rubber bands at me and grating me on a steel block like a block of cheese. in other words, i lie in bed and have nightmares all day long.
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