*sighs* okay, rant over ;)
listening to Tori Amos's sleeps with butterflies on repeat, and uploading another song to share with you all. putting together a zine package to take to C's tonight, burning cds for turtles_path, stapling together the zines i just copied at officeworks. i thought i was going to have to come home and collating & cut the 20 copies i made, but the machine collated them as they copied, and for $ 1.10, one of the guys cut the pages under the guillotine. not that i knew at the time it was going to cost money to ask him to cut them, but compared to hand tearing about 120 pages, it was money well spent. i went to the markets and browsed through, brought some beads & crystals, ate a fresh croissant and a peach. it was fun at first, but there were way too many people, and the chaos bothered me. i think i like my space, really. especially personal space. i need to send more zines to distros because only one so far wants to stock them (that i've heard from anyway), and i need to make up a logo to go with my zines that i'm sending to the sampler. i think that will be a task for tomorrow though; i'm already multi-tasking like anything.
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crucify - tori amos - from a 2003 "scarlets walk" tour show. i love this version, so much -- it's an extended version that she sometimes performs live (it's also on the welcome to sunny florida dvd). i love the added bridge at the end. i am never going back again to crucify myself / i have crawled my way back... some days i listen to this on repeat in the car, to remind myself of the things i'm never going back to again. i know many of you have that same determination in you too.