1.6.04
There was a War, but I Must Have Won.
mood: fresh 'n clean
music: "A Smart Kid" by Porcupine Tree


I blog to you on a rather rainy Tuesday morn--er, afternoon, with the apartment empty save Kristen and me. And of course, Porcupine Tree blaring in my ear because the stereo is right next to the computer. Aah, 'tis lovely, 'tis. This is an odd song lyric-wise, but the music and melody are beautiful--so atmospheric. I fear I may explode when I get their new CD this August.

Kristen's inviting some guy over today, so Mother had stationed me to keep watch whilst he is here. I should glare at the guy every time I walk by--I am decked out in darker clothes today. That would be funny. They can't be in her room, so it should be pretty easy to keep watch on them without looking suspicious. Ah, babysitting.

When this dude leaves, or when Mom and Lauren get home, Kalan and I are going out to browse some old stores. He's also going to show me where his mother works so it'll be easier to meet to do Senior Project stuff. I'm hopefully going to start working on it today.

Ah, I'm bored--I'll leave it as it is for now, and I may add more later. See you all.
Unknown at 1:02 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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