Sleepless dawn

My mind is a stirring vat of goo.

Whoa!

Wake up

Camera phone =

i was twitching

Last night, I had a brief stress-induced mindsnap. I was angry, annoyed, sad, and hysterical in different random sequences for about an hour. Today, I feel like I understand the world better.

I was in Long Island today at a birthday for Katie's rela-someone. I think his name was Tony. Great uncle, maybe? Third cousin? I don't know.

I'm going to program a rap beat now.

stagnation

I want to be playing music, but nobody else plays music. I mean, the kind(s) I'd like to play. I don't know how to meet people in general, let alone find band members that aren't either a) between thirteen and sixteen or b) complete tools. I'm pretty sure David and I are set on producing one song on our own with our own ideas and seeing if anybody emerges from the woodwork after that.

My brother left God Of War on the TV and the soundtrack that keeps looping is really eerie and airy. Like a doom whistle of some kind. I think he's in Pandora's temple.

I realize now how terrible the metal scene is. It's all about being tough, different (while being the same as everybody around you), or "brutal." I use the word brutal every now and then to describe something, but I'm coming to terms with how wrong that is probably on the same level as the generations before me have used "radical" and "gnarly." They're meaningless buzz words that don't properly convey what is truly intended. I need to improve my vocabulary.

Terminator: Salvation was a disappointment. As Jhonen Vasquez said: "It was no Terminator: Salvation trailer."

I have a lineup of shows I'm attending this summer so far:

June 10th: Dillinger and #12
June 14th: Oktober Skyline and Harrison Bergeron reunion show
July something: Arsonists Get All The Girls
July something: IWRESTLEDABEARONCE
some date I forget: Comadre if I'm able
August something: HORSE the band CD release show (in my car)

I've been staying up until sunrise way too often, yet almost unwillingly. I can't seem to fall asleep before then.

gooob

I had Mr. Softee. Vanilla with chocolate sprinkles. The chocolate soft serve was broken, otherwise I'd have gotten chocolate with chocolate sprinkles.

I saw people handing out Marxist propaganda at the bell tower today. Instead of just focusing on ignoring them, I felt like they were doing something meaningful.

I really like Randy Taylor's character on Home Improvement. He's a smart guy.