zine club's prompt of the month was favorites!
starts with objects actually in my bag and then deeper down becomes more and more magical aka an actual real life working color printer (which is why this took to long to make)
to the surprise of no one i have continued to listen to a stupid amount of def leppard and i'm cutting my hair like joe tomorrow
yes that is how i talk to my hairdresser we're cool like that
i witnessed mademoiselle toot
500-pound stained glass crab sculpture by the late Jackie Leatherbury Douglass and her husband John Frederick Douglass, on display in Baltimore's airport
“[k.d. lang] is a woman who was clearly born to perform.”
“Not that you’d necessarily know she’s a woman at first sight. Tall and broad-shouldered, wearing a black cutaway coat flecked with gold, black pants, and her favorite steel-toed black rubber shitkicker work boots, she looks more like a cowboy. Her glossy dark hair is full but short, and when she tosses her head and strides across the stage on those long, strong legs, you suddenly realize she’s moving with a kind of physical freedom you’ve never seen a female singer display onstage before.” (Leslie Bennetts, 1993)
[VANITY FAIR, AUGUST 1ST 1993]
heard this live last night and I don't think I'm ever going to recover. one of the background singers came out and did a dark side of the moon kind of incredible vocal performance.
OH MY FUCKING GOD
played too much minecraft capture the flag so i turned on an Elton John CD and read through the entirety of Albert Camus' The Stranger
the two wolves in me are a twelve year old boy and a seventy year old widow
BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER REWATCH -> When She Was Bad (2.01)