Guess Who´s Back...Back Again...
So, I haven't posted in forever because I've had a bit of writer's block and I whined about it a lot and put off posting because I can and blah blah blah blah...
Today I saw this really ugly baby on the subway and I got inspired. Not because I am inspired by really ugly babies (except for being inspired to not have babies) but because this baby was so ugly I had to take out a notebook to doodle on while I rode the subway because the damn thing just kept looking at me and it was freaking me out. And I realized I always do this ridiculous thing. Whenever I have to wait somewhere or I am trying to look busy, I will take out a piece of paper and write down random things as though these things were important information that I HAVE to write down at that very moment. Most of these things end up being song lyrics to whatever song happens to be in my head at the time but sometimes I start writing down random things that people say or, more often than not, random thoughts that I have. So, today on the subway when I looked down at my notebook I found a piece of paper from the other day with the following little gems on it:
'Come to Tazmania'
'There are a lot of hot guys working at the bank'
'oh no you di-in't'
'I'm definitely wearing flip-flops'
'2,800 millones'
'oh my god, i'm tired'
'i'm terrible at video games'
That's just a sneak peek but see if you can follow my thought process there. Although don't hurt your brain trying to figure out how my brain jumps from the theme song to the Tazmanian Devil cartoons to hot guys at the bank. I'm sorry to say I can't explain that one. Also I write all of these in cursive because I see it as a good way to pratice my cursive writing and usually when it comes out kinda ugly or I mess it up I write the same sentence again so that it looks nice. For whom you might ask....and that would be a good question.
The mind is a terrible thing to explore.
Loves,
- E
Today I saw this really ugly baby on the subway and I got inspired. Not because I am inspired by really ugly babies (except for being inspired to not have babies) but because this baby was so ugly I had to take out a notebook to doodle on while I rode the subway because the damn thing just kept looking at me and it was freaking me out. And I realized I always do this ridiculous thing. Whenever I have to wait somewhere or I am trying to look busy, I will take out a piece of paper and write down random things as though these things were important information that I HAVE to write down at that very moment. Most of these things end up being song lyrics to whatever song happens to be in my head at the time but sometimes I start writing down random things that people say or, more often than not, random thoughts that I have. So, today on the subway when I looked down at my notebook I found a piece of paper from the other day with the following little gems on it:
'Come to Tazmania'
'There are a lot of hot guys working at the bank'
'oh no you di-in't'
'I'm definitely wearing flip-flops'
'2,800 millones'
'oh my god, i'm tired'
'i'm terrible at video games'
That's just a sneak peek but see if you can follow my thought process there. Although don't hurt your brain trying to figure out how my brain jumps from the theme song to the Tazmanian Devil cartoons to hot guys at the bank. I'm sorry to say I can't explain that one. Also I write all of these in cursive because I see it as a good way to pratice my cursive writing and usually when it comes out kinda ugly or I mess it up I write the same sentence again so that it looks nice. For whom you might ask....and that would be a good question.
The mind is a terrible thing to explore.
Loves,
- E
posted by Eugenia at 3:39 PM
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