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Okey doke. I think it's time to take the photo communities off the friends list.
Last night someone felt the need to post the same two, uncut, not wonderful pictures to 3 different communities that I'm a member of. Today I can't even get my friends page to load becuase of the assholes who don't have a clue how to resize properly for the web and who can't be bothered to put their precious piece of work behind a cut tag becuase, dear lord... then people might not look at it!
I don't mind that if you know how to resize your photos. But the person posting 700X700, solarized-through-photoshop, self-pictures-with-a-goth-tinge or the blurry, "I'm trying really hard to be good!" still lifes again and again... guh. just guh.

It sort of sucks becuase I honestly *enjoy* the daily photography, even though most of it is really really damned bad.

Chances are it's my connection flipping out. It's been raining here again (hard enough two nights ago to make my window leak) and the ground being damp doesn't make the phone lines happy. My hair is getting long again, almost to my shoulders... I should chop it all off. Maybe I'll dye it dark brown, make my eyes really stand out, look like a Faruza Baulk kinda freak.

I realized that I've been waiting for comments lately. So, it's obvious I've forgotten why I started putting my bullshit here in the first place. Things evolve, sure... But if it's evolved so much that I've turned into an attention whore.. hehe... well no.
Just no.

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maddening
Nov. 7th, 2002 11:32 am (UTC)
Soul Coughing - I Miss The Girl - El Oso

Daughter to the pop veneer
Shining like a new mint quarter
Shining like the Franklin Mint
Seedy like the lampshade quarter
Rolling with the dopes you know
Rolling with the wrong gun on you
Going down to Baltimore
Going in an off-white Honda
Oh I miss the girl, miss the girl, miss the girl
I want to give myself to the water
Speeding to the rupture line
Rat-a-tatting boombox moocher
Darling with the boop shuh-nai
Rat-a-tatting lose your future
I dream that she aims to be the bloom upon my misery
She rocks mop style, she needs the rest
And I know it's not the same thing
..............................................

Some of Doughty's almost-words. Miss the Girl live was one of the first Soul Coughing songs I'd ever heard and well... you could probably tell that I dig them.


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