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Apr. 12th, 2006 @ 01:44 am Suicide Girls are too cool for words.
Current Mood: enthralledenthralled
I am sitting here with remnants of whipped cream, silly string and glitter covering my upper body. I have just been to see the Suicide Girls perform live. And it was so. Fucking. Awesome.

There's not much I can say... it was a rock'n'roll goth-punk nude sledgehammer right from the word go. They came out, they owned the stage, they did their acts, they stripped, they teased, they were as utterly fucking gorgeously hot as they were brilliant on-stage... some of them left me truly speechless, they were that hot, that good.

It's hideously late and my mind is all fluff and nudity. I need to go shower and get the glitter and whipped cream out of my hair before I fall unconcious.

So. Utterly. Awesome.

Apr. 12th, 2006 @ 10:33 am <3 NiN so much!
Current Mood: highhigh
Current Music: Nine Inch Nails - The Way Out Is Through
I love it when a song you never really had any obvious intention of listening to ends up being just the fucking song you need.

Fuck yeah!

EDIT: Make that an entire *album*. Not just one song. :D

Apr. 12th, 2006 @ 02:25 pm "I dreamed a dream. But now that dream is gone from me."
Current Mood: distresseddistressed
My life has temporarily lost its sense of direction. I've lost my Depth of Field.

It's put me in an odd mood. There are things I need to attend to. I feel like I need to get my game face on. Yet I procrastinate, but not for the reasons of old. I don't have ENOUGH to do. I need more - more motivation to... to do something. Anything.

I miss my camera. I want to be taking random photos again, I want to put them on the net and share them with the world. However I've outgrown the camera I used to have. Any new camera I own must now be able to achieve Depth of Field, else I don't want it. Depth of Field is nothing new, but after working with it natively in video, I realise how crucial it is to any form of photography. In the right hands, it can achieve so much. Just like band shirts are fashion's new black, Depth of Field is mine. (Actually, saying that things are "the new black" is my new black, but don't tell anyone...)

I miss randomness. I miss travelling. I miss not knowing what the fuck I'm doing while at the same time not caring at all. I miss being social with total strangers. I miss a life I can't remember if I ever had. I desperately need something, and whatever it is I cannot define, cannot place. Something is wrong and I don't know what it is. I can't decide whether, were I to know what it was that was missing, I would be calmer in the knowledge and understanding, or whether I would be more anxious and upset. At least if I knew, I could point myself towards fixing the problem.

Right, that's it, I need to start moving. If I'm stagnant here... well, I just can't stand to be stagnant here any longer. Need to move.