Listen to this album: Angels of the Universe
August 29th, 2007
February 24th, 2007
February 20th, 2007
Thoughts for Today:
I have no idea what I'm doing, or how I ended up here.
I listen to way too much Dane Cook.
My tetas could not be more swollen or hurt more than they do right now.
I've been reading nothing but erotica for the past month.
I just found out the Anna Nicole Smith died and that Britney is in Rehab on the same day. I should get a TV again. I'm missing everything.
This song pleases me: Beside You in Time
I have no idea what I'm doing, or how I ended up here.
I listen to way too much Dane Cook.
My tetas could not be more swollen or hurt more than they do right now.
I've been reading nothing but erotica for the past month.
I just found out the Anna Nicole Smith died and that Britney is in Rehab on the same day. I should get a TV again. I'm missing everything.
This song pleases me: Beside You in Time
February 1st, 2007
The latest installment in the insert yourself in art thing with my homies.
This is me in La Donna Velata
This is my friend Millie as Venus Looking on Psyche
XOXO,
Virginia
This is me in La Donna Velata
This is my friend Millie as Venus Looking on Psyche
XOXO,
Virginia
January 14th, 2007
| Your IQ Is 125 |
 Your Logical Intelligence is Below Average Your Verbal Intelligence is Genius Your Mathematical Intelligence is Genius Your General Knowledge is Above Average |
January 13th, 2007
My favorite thirty seconds on the human condition. This little scene here is the vague basis for one of the morally ambiguous priests in my novel...the speech that is, not the character portrayed here.
December 31st, 2006
In 2007, 
manonmaru resolves to...
manonmaru resolves to...Backup my fashion regularly.
Give up villains.
Find a better carnivale.
Spend less time on erotica.
Drink four glasses of beatification every day.
Go to the tori amos every month.
Give up villains.
Find a better carnivale.
Spend less time on erotica.
Drink four glasses of beatification every day.
Go to the tori amos every month.
December 27th, 2006
The novel continues. This is an alternate first chapter starting around 1793 in the Alix Woods outside of Bagnols, France. Self-explanitory really. A man is travelling on horseback through the woods. Rough draft and all that. But I feel like I accomplished something so I want to post it.
XOXO
Virginia
XOXO
Virginia
( The Tender Tale )
December 20th, 2006
December 16th, 2006
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kathleendoris. You take the first line from your first entry each month in your livejournal in the past year. Mine's a little short as I only started this journal in March. My list isn't as interesting as it could be though. But the proposed date for the rough draft of my novel is February 1st. I'd like to come up with something mildly presentable by March 3rd, which is my brother's birthday. It has no other real significance than that. Just as the January date is completely arbitrary. It's been interesting to watch the the growth of this little baby as a concept amongst my friends and family. Last night I expressed a desire to leave the party early (around 3 a.m.) and Missy didn't want to go yet. I said that I wanted to work on my book, and two of my friends there Thomas and James, insisted that Missy take me home immediately....and I quote James; "Some of us have important shit to do, and I mean that in all seriousness." It's kind of funny. People keep asking for the page count and whatnot. I even have one friend who visits me regularly to hear the latest developments in the story like a live action soap opera. Some other friends have been taking bets on who is going to be the first one to get to read the actual manuscript. Still doesn't make the poverty anymore pleasant.
Strudel.
Virginie.
kathleendoris. You take the first line from your first entry each month in your livejournal in the past year. Mine's a little short as I only started this journal in March. My list isn't as interesting as it could be though. But the proposed date for the rough draft of my novel is February 1st. I'd like to come up with something mildly presentable by March 3rd, which is my brother's birthday. It has no other real significance than that. Just as the January date is completely arbitrary. It's been interesting to watch the the growth of this little baby as a concept amongst my friends and family. Last night I expressed a desire to leave the party early (around 3 a.m.) and Missy didn't want to go yet. I said that I wanted to work on my book, and two of my friends there Thomas and James, insisted that Missy take me home immediately....and I quote James; "Some of us have important shit to do, and I mean that in all seriousness." It's kind of funny. People keep asking for the page count and whatnot. I even have one friend who visits me regularly to hear the latest developments in the story like a live action soap opera. Some other friends have been taking bets on who is going to be the first one to get to read the actual manuscript. Still doesn't make the poverty anymore pleasant. Strudel.
Virginie.
