Monday, August 16, 2004

a terminal case of the mondays

saturday afternoon, i finally broke out the raspberry hairdye, it had been calling my name for days - i'd originally planned on putting on one of those highlighting caps and doing funky red streaks, then i decided that since i already have streaks in my hair, i might as well just use the whole thing - MAN it's bright! and because it's semi-permanent, everytime i shower it looks like that scene from "Psycho" - i decided to do it on saturday because i was going to the "chicks with attitude" concert with my friend that night and i decided that fuschia hair was the attitude i wanted to go for...
the concert was... interesting... i'll say that i'm glad i didn't have to pay for the tickets - we saw katy rose play and she was really good, i bought her cd yesterday - we saw the cardigans, they were good, but a little mellow, and then we saw liz phair (the person i was really wanting to see) but she was kind of disappointing, what happened to her edge? when did she become so... lillith fair? my friend commented that she felt like she was watching a hillary duff concert - wow, that's bad - i mean, liz phair is still as cute as a bug and talented and all, but... she didn't play any of her edgy old stuff - hello - fuck and run anyone?

and i am currently seeking inspiration - not in the divine sense, just in the "writerly" sense - it's come to my attention recently that everything i've written within the past year (and then some) is shit - and i'm not just being critical of myself - i've been reading some of the stuff i wrote more than a year ago and it's good, i mean, really good, but the stuff lately... i don't know, it's like "flowers for algernon" or something... i don't know what happened that took away my spark, but i lost it somewhere, i feel like i should take out an ad or something - i wonder if that's part of my acting out - looking for inspiration, looking for experiences... hey, look, there's me making excuses...