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Apr. 15th, 2012 01:23 am Hello all,
I attempted band practice earlier today, to a certain degree of success. Things were certainly practiced, but these things were mainly talking, procrastinating, and writing mock-up songs about certain fire elementals I care not to name due to their exceedingly bad manners. Likewise, things were also banned, namely the mention of afore mentioned elemental. Because of this (and the fact we wrote but a single verse) I'm not sure if it could be called a productive practice. However, it was fun, and by the end of it we had not the great burden that was our deep bitterness and shame regarding the fire elemental who we shall call flame...
But on a completely unrelated note! Much of today was spent mulling over the prospect of partaking in the Mori girl lifestyle. I mean, I have the dress sense, the tea-drinking and the love of vintage down, but it also requires one to be quiet and thoughtful, and being eternally polite and nice is also an intrinsic part. Now, polite I can do. Many a cutting remark or piece of witty satire works much better when said politely, as does the articulate insults no-one else understands. The thing is that niceness entails a lack of sarcasm, and speech devoid of any teasing patronizing or gentle but razor sharp irony. How will I survive..?
No matter, I think it will be good for me. Whether my friends will think me strange for abandoning my brashness is irrelevant, the quest to become a nicer person is much more worthy a cause; anyone with me? I shall leave you with my current muse, a beautiful song I'm not sure I could live without at the moment.
Eight-leggedly yours
The Literary Spider
I attempted band practice earlier today, to a certain degree of success. Things were certainly practiced, but these things were mainly talking, procrastinating, and writing mock-up songs about certain fire elementals I care not to name due to their exceedingly bad manners. Likewise, things were also banned, namely the mention of afore mentioned elemental. Because of this (and the fact we wrote but a single verse) I'm not sure if it could be called a productive practice. However, it was fun, and by the end of it we had not the great burden that was our deep bitterness and shame regarding the fire elemental who we shall call flame...
But on a completely unrelated note! Much of today was spent mulling over the prospect of partaking in the Mori girl lifestyle. I mean, I have the dress sense, the tea-drinking and the love of vintage down, but it also requires one to be quiet and thoughtful, and being eternally polite and nice is also an intrinsic part. Now, polite I can do. Many a cutting remark or piece of witty satire works much better when said politely, as does the articulate insults no-one else understands. The thing is that niceness entails a lack of sarcasm, and speech devoid of any teasing patronizing or gentle but razor sharp irony. How will I survive..?
No matter, I think it will be good for me. Whether my friends will think me strange for abandoning my brashness is irrelevant, the quest to become a nicer person is much more worthy a cause; anyone with me? I shall leave you with my current muse, a beautiful song I'm not sure I could live without at the moment.
Eight-leggedly yours
The Literary Spider
