February 2007
11 posts
Son You Must Get Back to the Life
I kind of feel like my blog, over the past week, has come to a skidding crash landing. (The kind where the plane makes it to the runway, but the wheels don’t work or something.) Everybody inside survived the crash, but the plane doesn’t seem to work anymore. Anyway, I’m not sure why I don’t feel like writing these days, but i think that will change soon. (i though it...
Tonight I'm Down...Inside Out
Still feeling too weird to write anything… Then there was the time I was front row…
Whatever I'm done
So I’m bored. Thinking about getting back into Blockbuster… See! This is what happens after I spend hours upon hours on something and then finish it. I go waaaay up then waaay down. Anyway, my portfolio is done, and sent:
Damn Girl (Feat. Alex and Ray-Mix)
We here at ‘iwasjustthinking’ like to give our employees every nicety we can. We don’t cut corners here. Anyway, our one and only employee, Alexander Cornell, was on vacation this last week. He is back now. Let the random random random continue…
Earplugs are for slugs
OK so mystery solved. What I thought said “Have cut Qualify” actually was “Hair Cut Qualify”. I think what I was referring to was how hard it is to describe what you want your haircut to be like. You don’t want the stylist to follow your directions too closely, because you might not know what actually looks good. But you don’t want to leave it all up to...
S.O.S(leepy)
I found “have cut qualify” scribbled in my notebook this morning. I wrote it on friday night and have NO clue what I was talking about. This is actually pretty rare, I’m usually very good at translating my own scrambled notebook ideas. Anyway, if anyone was with me friday night and remembers what conversation that idea came from please let me know… I think it was pretty...
Two 3am Things
The clever license plate is almost never regarded as such. People are always telling me that I’m tall. It’s true, I am 6’5, but that’s not what gets me. What I think is hilarious is that they always tell me like it’s something I don’t already know, kind of like telling me I have something stuck in my teeth. “Hey! You are really tall! Sandra, look how...
So Maybe I'll Sleep Inside My Coat
John Mayer tonight. Columbia, SC. Going to be intense.
Whats if it's just a fad?
I wish my handwriting was in all CAPS I think it would be an odd feeling to be famous and know that there are waaaaay more photos of you out there than you know about. I mean, I have about 8000 photos on my computer that I’ve taken over the years, at least 1000 of which I am in. I imagine there are maybe 400 or so more photos of me out there that I don’t know about. (Maybe more,...
We'll Never See this Place Again
Dressing rooms are disagreeable places. First, you have to get into them, which usually requires convincing some pissy 18 year old salesmen to come to the back of the store. Then you have to dodge the little push pins that are all about the floor, while simultaneously trying to field questions about your pants size. Then there is the door, which is often just a piece of curtain, that does about...
I want to be in japan in a hotel bar
I think computers need to change. Not anything major, I just want them to change the diaolog box. Everyone comes in contact with this box. I’m talking about the little thing that pops up pretty frequently to tell you pretty much…anything. For example: ‘You’ve got mail” Then there is a little box that you have to click that says “OK”. Right? OK well...