Vertigo is a fabulous word, mainly because it sounds like something secret agents do in tight black clothing when it's really just a term for feeling drunk when you aren't. Too bad it keeps me from going to work. Or not so bad, depending on how you look at it.
As e2's resident X Japan fanatic, I have taken it as my personal responsibility to node everything and everyone related to X Japan. Completed: X Japan (supplemental), Yoshiki, hide, Dahlia, Vanishing Vision, Forever Love, Art of Life, Blue Blood, Jealousy, Eternal Melody.
The poetic potential of Los Angeles is sickeningly intense. Sometimes I go driving just for the sake of immersing myself. I look around and I see a million words and a million stories and a million emotions.
I've started drinking coffee.
I don't even like the way it tastes, but it sure is great literary material.
So read my nodes or I will writhe on my spleen and chafe its grace until nothing is left but a vicious pulpy chicken who is worse than a wench and uses waifs to tear asunder her egregious vertigo!
I am Holly. I have a story.