cloudsinmyhair

cloudsinmyhair @ 2006-06-19T13:04:00

2006-06-19T18:05:21Z

The Muse kicked at a chair and set up one for Alexa. "Got paper?"

cloudsinmyhair @ 2006-06-01T13:15:00

2006-06-01T18:22:20Z

I hurt.

I'm frightened. One of those fears that fills all of the holes in me. My eyes, my nose, the stabs.

She won't hurt me again, I don't think. I'll stay in the Nexus for a while.

cloudsinmyhair @ 2006-05-28T08:58:00

2006-05-28T14:00:56Z

The Muse grinned as he considered his options.

[Here, with a tape player]

[A club with people and drinks and people and laughter]

[Tape with pretty sunshine music leaking out like a crushed orange]

[He should decide]

cloudsinmyhair @ 2006-03-17T19:23:00

2006-03-19T01:25:36Z

His studio was fairly large and it had paintings everywhere, of just about anything imaginable. The newest addition was a canvas painted on with a thick red paint, and it was broken into several parts. There were books stacked high against the walls, and a finished opera neatly on the floor. There was a welcome mat that said "Home Sweet Home" and paper and paints littered against the far wall.

cloudsinmyhair @ 2006-03-12T19:26:00

2006-03-13T01:29:53Z

The opera house was built in a modern style with mosaics brimming with color everywhere. The Muse was dressed in a large overcoat and a black tuxedo.
The stage was decorated with a gray set with splashes of color in the strangest places: a bird here, a leaf there.
He smiled and waited to greet people at the door.

cloudsinmyhair @ 2006-03-05T10:23:00

2006-03-05T16:24:36Z

((I'm going to be on a cruise, so that's why I've disappeared. I'll see y'all next Sunday. I'll miss you.))

cloudsinmyhair @ 2006-03-04T10:36:00

2006-03-04T16:39:43Z

He led Sam to his makeshift studio. The white walls of the Nexus had poetry scrawled on the walls and paintings everywhere. Quite a few books were stacked precariously against a wall. "Here we are."

cloudsinmyhair @ 2006-03-04T09:17:00

2006-03-04T15:26:42Z

He stretched and got a tissue box that he had long since emptied. He began to fill it with little artifacts that he acquired since coming to the Nexus. A partially eaten bar of chocolate, an "I Hate Cordelia Chase" button and a few paints and brushes. He didn't have much in the way of possessions.
He smiled sadly and sat down. He was scared. Really, really scared. The Creators weren't going to like him going to talk to them.
He needed to talk to someone. Anyone.

cloudsinmyhair @ 2006-03-01T18:27:00

2006-03-02T00:27:36Z

((Plotting and such.))

cloudsinmyhair @ 2006-02-09T19:56:00

2006-02-10T02:05:10Z

He gazed out clinically at the room around him and then looked at Ali. "Miss Ali? Can you lend me some opinions?"

cloudsinmyhair @ 2006-02-06T21:56:00

2006-02-07T03:57:22Z

1. Your Name:
2. Are we friends?
3. Do you have a crush/attracted to me?
4. Would you kiss me?
5. [Omit]
6. Would you enjoy it?
7. Would you ever ask me out or go out with me if I ask you out?
8. Would you make a move on me in a movie theater?
9. Tell me one odd/interesting fact about you:
10. Would you take care of me when I'm sick?
11. Do you want to tell me something that you couldn't before?
12. If you heard a rumor about me, would you defend me?
13. Do you think I'm a good person?
14. Would you let me sleep with you (in the same bed)?
15. Do you think I'm hot?
16. Would you call me just because?
17. Would you ever listen to my problems even if they don't involve you?
18. If you could change anything about me, would you?
19. [Omit]
20. Would you come over for no reason just to hang out?
21. What do you like most about me (looks and/or personality)?
22. Will you post this so I can fill it out for you?

cloudsinmyhair @ 2006-02-03T22:07:00

2006-02-04T04:09:20Z

He stumbled into his room and sat down on his bed. He felt a welcome exhaustion steal over him, numbing his current train of thought. He slid under the covers and was soon fast asleep.

cloudsinmyhair @ 2006-02-03T19:24:00

2006-02-04T01:24:59Z

If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, even if we don't speak often, please post a comment with a memory of you and me. It can be anything you want--good or bad. When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people remember about you.

cloudsinmyhair @ 2006-01-26T19:43:00

2006-01-27T01:44:06Z

Miss Ali has a surprise for me and I'm curious to see what it is. I'm also working on a surprise for her...so don't tell on me. <3

monster

2006-01-26T03:21:55Z

I want to be like you. Like all of you.

cloudsinmyhair @ 2006-01-22T17:34:00

2006-01-23T00:04:36Z

((Instructions: List seven songs you are into right now. No matter what the genre, whether they have words, or even if they're any good, but they must be songs you're really enjoying now. Post these instructions in your Livejournal along with your seven songs. Then tag seven other people to see what they're listening to.

Sunrise, Sunset by Brighteyes
Road to Joy by Brighteyes
The Gospel Mass by my choir
I'll Be by Edwin McCain
Passive by A Perfect Circle
I Miss You by Blink 182
Michael by Franz Ferdinand

TAG: Dessa, Cax, Schuldig (however you spell it), Parker, Muse, Dlet, Jericho))

sad

2006-01-22T21:23:29Z

I hurt someone and I didn't intend to. I can't think. I wish that I wasn't mortal.

cloudsinmyhair @ 2006-01-19T18:26:00

2006-01-20T00:31:22Z

I had my operation the other day, and guess what! I'm at the hospital, waiting to recover. It might take a couple 'a days. I was granted access to a computer, so I'm just checking in, to make sure ya'll know I'm okey-dokey. I'm pretty sore, but the painkillers are nice.

cloudsinmyhair @ 2006-01-17T18:37:00

2006-01-18T00:38:09Z

I think I like someone a lot.

a sweet deal

2006-01-12T01:15:59Z

I am here. I also wish that I could use contractions, but I can only type one letter at a time because I am typing with my cigarette. No free hands for me.

I am using caps lock for all of my capital letters, but an apostrophe is out of the question.

I cannot type with my elbows.