Links Theatrical Muse March 2006
Mon, Mar. 6th, 2006 02:47 pm

Write about your father

Oh wow, what an honor and privilege to talk about my amazing dad; I’ve been waiting so long to talk about him. He’s the light of my life man.

My dad and I spend every weekend together, Sunday’s actually, we sit in the living room and read the paper while I look over the art’s section and wait for the two of us to go out. Ever since I was younger we’d always go somewhere for Sunday bonding time. It was amazingly awesome. He’s the coolest thing ever.

We’d go have brunch – I mean who the fuck’s gonna get up before noon on Sunday’s anyway? – and talk, he’s always interested in my art and what I’m doing. He makes sure to come to every show of mine that he can. Nearly got fired once for taking so many day’s off.

I remember the first painting I ever did he bought at my first show, paid for it and made me sign it. ”You’re going places kiddo and I want to say I knew her when. That’s my daughter up there.”

Wow, such sweet and fond memories.

Such shit.

If you’re amazingly slow then here’s the dumbed down version for you: My father is an asshole, most likely in prison and this entire entry was the most sarcastic thing I’ve written so far.

If you wanna see worse? Ask me about my mother…

Muse: Edie
Fandom: Six Feet Under [Season 4]
Word Count: 232

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Current Mood: bitchy snarky


Sun, Feb. 5th, 2006 12:43 pm

God, I hate talking about failures and shit, it’s annoying and trite. It just makes me contemplate and wonder what else I fucked up. I know I’ve fucked up a lot, I’m not infallible. I’m human and flawed and I make mistakes…

Alright, I make a lot of mistakes.

There’s a fuck-ton of failures that I could go into but they’ll just make me EMO and moody and I hate getting like that, it annoys me more then the failure.

If you‘d asked me this last year then I most likely would have said that Claire was my worst failure, I royally fucked up that friendship and never-been relationship. Then again she was the one that jerked me around.

Not like I didn’t let her for a while. Then I got fed up.

Alright, I’m getting off track here. My worst failure had to have been my first art showing, my god did that tank. I think maybe like five people showed the fuck up that I didn’t know; half my friends were stoned in the back and Charlie dropped acid in the water.

Yeah, trust me I know how majorly fucked that is. Two people got sick.

Although it was a fucking trip to see the gallery owner tripping off her ass. Not to mention her daughter – who was so fucking hot – let lose enough to come into a dark corner with me.

Maybe all that as a whole wasn’t a total disaster; but my art failed and that so fucked with my head, I didn’t paint anything for two years.

Come to think of it that was right before I decided to put all my energy into performance art. There’s nothing more energizing then getting up on stage with my guitar and letting lose every bit of anger and rage. Nobody say’s you’re being EMO or a psychotic freak or anything. It’s fan-fucking-tastic.

Alright, so maybe my worst failure turned out to be something good… it’s still a failure.

Muse: Edie
Fandom: Six Feet Under [Season 4]
Word Count: 336

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Current Mood: contemplative contemplative
Current Music: Placebo - Pure Morning


Thu, Oct. 13th, 2005 06:09 pm

Who do you need to forgive?

You know, I could take the shitty way out and say that I need to forgive my mother for being the self absorbed woman she is, or my father for leaving when I was younger [yes, death is basically abandoning those you love, that’s how I see it. Deal]. I could even be a bigger shit and say that I need to forgive Claire.

But that wouldn’t be the truth would it? I am so self obsessed and self assured – or at least I present myself as such – that I always hide who I’m really always angry at.

I’m always angry at myself. I do shit that even as I do it I know it’s going to bite me in the ass again.

What I really need to do is forgive myself for all the shit I do to myself and my life. I mean really, one person can’t be this miserable all the fucking time? Not that one can’t have misery. I mean I do have some good shit going on…I think. Who the fuck knows anymore, I sure as hell don’t.

I need to forgive myself for opening my mouth and ruining good things, for starting shit and never finishing it. I mean really, I’ve done a lot of fucked up things in my life, ok more then my share. I fucked things up with a really good friend because I was angry and jealous and just way too fucked up in the head to breath, give it time and let it go. No, I had to go and fuck up a great friendship because of pride.

What the hell good is pride if you’ve got nothing to be proud of?

Muse: Edie
Fandom: Six Feet Under [Season 4]
Word Count: 283

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Current Mood: discontent discontent
Current Music: Sleep Alone - Moby


Wed, Sep. 14th, 2005 06:34 pm
[OOC: Catching up on a few I missed.]

If you could take back one thing you said in anger, what would it be and why?

Note the deep sighing here fokes. Well, It's not like I regret things or worry about what other people think. I don't, I don't give a flying fuck what other people think...most of the time.

I've said a lot of shit to people when they piss me off, it's kinda like I end up going somewhere else and I just let the rage take over. I love it, always have.

But to be honest, then again isn't that what this thing is about anyway? I do regret what I said about Claire that time...at the bar...in front of people who knew her.

They didn't know me, I was just some chick that hung out with Anita and Claire and ended up banging random hot chicks in someone's back room. But I said it there, out in the open and in front of everyone. It felt good when I did it, but after the fact...It sucked.

I think maybe I partially regret it for the simple reason that I didn't say anything to her face, I chickened out and that just put me in with all of the pretentious people that I can't stand.

But I really regret it only for one reason, it most likely killed any fucking chance of ever being friends with Claire ever again.

Muse: Edie
Fandom: Six Feet Under [Season 4]
Word Count: 217

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Current Music: Overseer - Skylight


Thu, Jul. 28th, 2005 11:49 pm

Question: What is your favorite time of day? Why?

I don’t think there is one specific time or moment that I prefer more then any other. I think it has to do with my moods, and what’s going on around me.

There was this one time when I’d dropped Anita off at her house and I headed up to the pier alone to think [maybe even get inspired for a project], it was just after dawn and the sky was pink and crystal clear. I don’t think there was a cloud to be seen for miles. That was a morning to remember.

I’d gone home that afternoon and everything started flowing. And no, it wasn’t because I was coming off of some chemical high. I did some of my best work that day, not that I’ve shown it to anyone, well I did come up with that bit I did on stage that I did about a month or so ago at poetry night. People still come up to me about that one, some of the stupid shit heads think that my mother is really sick. It’s like hello?? were you not listening to anything I said up there?

Apparently not.

My favorite time of the day has to be whenever something or someone inspires me. No, seriously. I feel my best when I’m working on a new project or idea. Getting high comes always second to all of that.

Muse: Edie
Fandom: Six Feet Under [Season 4]
Word Count: 231

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Current Mood: contemplative contemplative