It’s just not in the stars
Well, it looks like all my zest for writing what could possibly have turned into a dirty little article has been foiled. See, I have learned something about myself and writing articles. There are days where it can work. And there are days when it can’t work. Like things aren’t lined up properly. My normal error has been to try to force it, just so I could try and whip out like one article a day or something. But there’s always an inevitable breaking point, and then I just get all kinds of pissed off cause it didn’t work out all smooth and juicy like it was supposed to. Oh well though. That’s what you get. But I still like the idea of researching something… that is what I do after all. I don’t really have any clear direction still though, which is probably the problem with an article coming out tonight. Oh, plus the O.C. is on in a little while, and that show pretty much rules. It’s the best thing that’s happened to tv in a while. I’m listening to some more Prince right now. I was thinking that maybe I should try and like ONLY listen to Prince for the next few weeks, so as to associate it deeply with this time period, as fall quickly clamps down on us. It seems like a good idea. Cause I was listening to some Rufus Wainwright and some other things from earlier this summer today, and it totally washed me in the feelings from that time: which was both good and bad - but that ultimately means good, because it worked and I listened to it enough to completely remember that time period by it forever. Okay, I am gonna dick around for a while I guess and see if I can come up with anything cool I want to write about in the next couple days.

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