headspace
it is much like the dorm i spent college in. inside there is a common area, and currently four rooms for each of the occupants. no one enters anyone else's room. three of them talk to each other via an irc server one of them set up. i can talk to two of them in the common area. there's some real goofballs that yell from outside occasionally. there's some rumors there's a child running around this place. if i go out and walk around i'll run into a group of giggling women who tell me they like my style. this is better then when they used to keep asking me what my style was
so out on campus it is pretty uneventful, i guess we decided to hang out here over summer break. are we allowed to to that? sometimes those goofballs outside get pretty loud. when they do this i usually put something on tv, dialogue heavy is best so i put on a gameshow
right now i'm in my room, typing this, listening to harness your hopes by pavement. one of the other occupants has informed me i've stolen quite a bit from them, including my music taste. that if we're getting into labels, she's the indie girl and i'm a dainty petite girl who listens to "girly" pop music. possibly true, i seem to be gossiping at the moment
bull in the heather by sonic youth is on now. i like it, not allowed to listen to it though. hold on, i'll put i can hardly make you mine by cults on. no problem!
now the head sways, the shoulders rock and shimmy. fuck she was right