two completely unrelated things

You know a scene was so over, like, two years ago when... So what will be the next edgy, alternative scene? So far the only options some friends and I could come up with are becoming Deadhead hippies, gangsta bitches, heroin addicts, or Abercrombie and Fitch wearers. I think the jury's still out, but if I ever go to Misshapes again I will be sporting business casual and will without a doubt be the most uniquely dressed person there.

In other news, in addition to lord knows how many brain cells I've lost since high school, I have also lost my ability to write. Not to construct a sentence, but actually to put pen to paper and write. Last night I wrote a gut-spilling letter to Internet Boyfriend (which ended up being more beneficial for myself than anything else,) and because the computer on which I wrote it was connected to a printer with no ink and had no internet access, I was forced to transcribe it onto a piece of paper. It took at least 30 minutes to do, is illegible to anyone other than myself, and caused some serious hand crampage. Sweet.