29.6.04
RED. It's RED.
mood: good
music: "Riverz End" by Skinny Puppy


I freaked everyone out today when I came home from work with red hair. God, I love my job--there's nothing like getting a free dye job whenever I want. Plus, I get free lunch, and I can leave when I feel like it. And I get $6.00 an hour for it. It's nice working for a hair stylist.

The hair deal was fun because it was so spontaneous. Stacey and I went to the styling supplies store near her house, and I noticed a really pretty dark red/burgundy color that I liked. Stacey saw it and bought it with some other colors to blend with it. We were going to dye my hair this Thursday, but we really wanted to do it today, so we just went ahead and did it right after lunch. Someday, I'm going to dye the whole thing dark purple.

I was hit with divine inspiration yesterday and ended up drawing two pictures in my sketchbook. I'm very happy with them, especially since I haven't drawn a picture in a while. I might post the second one in here at some point.

Lauren and I are starting our volunteer work this Thursday, and I can't say I'm looking forward to it. We're going to have to go there as soon as I'm off work, so I won't have much time at home. Plus, we have to figure out how we're going to get there--Mom and Eric are both working. I won't be able to spend time with Kalan that day, either, which makes me sad. Maybe we can get together on Friday or something.

Pheer the RED!
Unknown at 8:01 PM


  ¢ prénom:  Catherine
  ¢ âge:  Twenty-One
  ¢ berceau:  Raleigh, NC
  ¢ en ce moment:  Georgia
  ¢ poste:  crudesunlight {at} gmail {dot} com
  ¢ préféré:  Knitting, singing, playing guitar,
     writing music, collecting vinyls


amigone
Boredom Incarnate
Fantasyscape
Inner Voice
Mososo Kruppe!
Razored Wings
The Seraph's Atelier


  ¢ StarSpine Hoodie
  ¢ Gold Pullover
  ¢ Coupling


Je t'ai croisée
Un samedi soir
Et j'ai jeté sur ta silhouette
Une poignée d'épices colorées
Mon but était clair
T'envoûter
Tout en restant
Libre-moi et libre-toi
Car le roi de l'amour
N'a plus besoin d'esclaves

Adieu, adieu la nuit
Adieu tristesse, adieu les larmes
Je ne suis plus celui
Que tu as connu, plus le même
Ô bel enfant
Qui a tant pleuré
Adieu tout est fini
Adieu les larmes, adieu la nuit

Et le soleil de minuit a brillé pour nous
Jusqu'à l'arrivée du jour
Alors nous nous sommes séparés
Comme déjà saturés des délices du futur
Et j'ai marché seul
Guidé par ton ombre
J'ai traversé la ville déserte
Encore étincelante
Du voyage des rêveurs

Je t'ai croisé un samedi soir
Et déjà j'aimais l'odeur de ton rire
Et le soleil de minuit a brillé pour nous
Jusqu'à l'arrivée du jour

~Arthur H 

 
 Music
  ¢ Arthur H
  ¢ Blackfield
  ¢ Camille
  ¢ The Dissociatives
  ¢ Eisbrecher
  ¢ -M-
  ¢ Megaherz
  ¢ Nine Inch Nails
  ¢ Oomph!
  ¢ Porcupine Tree
  ¢ Silverchair
  ¢ Steven Wilson HQ
  ¢ Tweaker

 Other Links
  ¢ Craftster
  ¢ EML Studio
  ¢ Feministe
  ¢ Girls Read Comics
  ¢ Marnie Maclean
  ¢ Pandemian
  ¢ PostSecret
  ¢ Rainbow Parcel
  ¢ Stumptuous
  ¢ Tom and Lorenzo
  ¢ TWoP
  ¢ VG Cats
  ¢ Yarn Harlot
  ¢ You Knit What Part 2


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