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Apr. 13th, 2003 02:56 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
taratemimaI discovered a talent for making quick but decent scribbles of faces. I want to do it for some of my fictional characters. Now, should I scan these sketches or make MS Paint versions? See, I am doing another one of those 'which fictional character are you' quizzes, and I feel like making actual graphics, as well as thinking of non-obvious questions to ask people.
I am wondering what different post-punk/new wave tunes I grew up on would sound like as jazz, as cabaret, as gamelan, as high life, as hora, as other styles. "Guns of Brixton" as a French-language march with a reggae beat?
My youngest sister is sleeping over with friends. By that, I mean they are trying to stay up as late as possible, obsessing over how to get to Florida for vacation and not keeping it down. No consideration. She's a kid, sure, but she's ten, she can figure out that Mom wants to sleep, for instance. And she is making a tent that blocks my way to my room.
I am so glad I have this saved on wordpad. Otherwise, I'd so pissed at the modem acting bizarrely. I didn't go to a party because it just seemed like I was going to watch other people have conversations and I wouldn't be able to stay late. My own fault, really. I am never sure when to come into conversations.
I am wondering what different post-punk/new wave tunes I grew up on would sound like as jazz, as cabaret, as gamelan, as high life, as hora, as other styles. "Guns of Brixton" as a French-language march with a reggae beat?
My youngest sister is sleeping over with friends. By that, I mean they are trying to stay up as late as possible, obsessing over how to get to Florida for vacation and not keeping it down. No consideration. She's a kid, sure, but she's ten, she can figure out that Mom wants to sleep, for instance. And she is making a tent that blocks my way to my room.
I am so glad I have this saved on wordpad. Otherwise, I'd so pissed at the modem acting bizarrely. I didn't go to a party because it just seemed like I was going to watch other people have conversations and I wouldn't be able to stay late. My own fault, really. I am never sure when to come into conversations.
