Tanz Mit Laibach
Sep. 8th, 2009 10:07 amIt just occurred to me that I have a pair of New Rocks laying around the house. They're big, they're bad, they're chrome, and by god, they're back. No other boots will ever come close. Particularly if I can get Father to hand over some of his old military effects. Is it legal to prance around in someone else's discarded uniforms? Whatever, I'll do it anyway. New Rocks, Russian and uniforms. Very Soviet Russia. I've been slacking on scaring people for far too long.
We usually sit in the back in lectures, so as to have the proper vantage point for obscene arrogance. We are the bastard girls that think they know everything, do nothing and still somehow pass their exams. But Janne got tired of having to translate the shadowy plays at power points the lecturers use. She sees them, she claims, because she wears glasses. So, I begrudgingly went to an optometrist. And I need glasses. I chose a very fitting pair of grey and white, semi-square ones. I look a bit like Cruella de Ville (why do I not have a Cruella userpic?) The only drawback is that, while I look very intellectual, I can't look ominously at people over the rims. Can't have it all, I suppose.
We usually sit in the back in lectures, so as to have the proper vantage point for obscene arrogance. We are the bastard girls that think they know everything, do nothing and still somehow pass their exams. But Janne got tired of having to translate the shadowy plays at power points the lecturers use. She sees them, she claims, because she wears glasses. So, I begrudgingly went to an optometrist. And I need glasses. I chose a very fitting pair of grey and white, semi-square ones. I look a bit like Cruella de Ville (why do I not have a Cruella userpic?) The only drawback is that, while I look very intellectual, I can't look ominously at people over the rims. Can't have it all, I suppose.