Replacement

Since I'm taking a bit of a break from social networking, I'm making an attempt to blog more often (since basically no one reads it anyway, so I know no one is going to make it into a fucking joke).

Yesterday was brutal, as was the day before. Today's been a little better, although I did wake up at 1:30 in the afternoon, so there hasn't been much time for things to get fucked up yet. Last night, I did get a bit of a pick-me-up. I hung out with Corina, Kc, Nick (Glamour Tronic), and his friend Matt in River Park. We played Uno with a random little black kid who talked a lot of shit hah. Good times. Speaking of which, watch out for our new skinhead crew, Burrito Skins. We don't fuck around.

Since I'm in one of those places where I'm pretty susceptible to new things (as well as emotions, apparently), I decided to download Jets To Brazil's discography. It's the only band Blake Schwarzenbach has been in that I haven't been able to get into, and I'm not entirely sure why. It lacks the aggression Jawbreaker had, but then again, so have Blake's newer bands, to some extent. It's either too clean or too... soft? in its angstiness, I guess. I assume it's only a matter of time (and repetition) before I get into it, especially since (thanks mostly, I'm sure, to EmoGame 2) I'm on a bit of a classic emo kick. I wish I hadn't been so anxious to cast off the emo thing when I was younger and all of these great bands were still around or relevant heh. I remember getting a Jets sampler with some magazine and listening to it once or twice, then giving it away. I thought it was cool, but evidently, not cool enough. I also remember people talking about Piebald all the fucking time, and now, I'm pretty sure most people don't give a shit about them. It's crazy how emo became what it is today heh. Late '90s/early '00s emo is nothing like current emo. Weird shit.

I have business to attend to now. (After I play some EmoGame 2.)

SXR

In which I feel like shit.

I have so very much to say right now about certain people and certain things they've said.

However, all I'm going to say is that I've been depressed enough that I've resorted to listening to Jets To Brazil (who I'm not even into) and playing Emogame 2. I beat level one in less than ten minutes.

Depressing.

SXR

Pointless Post

I just really feel the need to list all of the bizarre things that I'm really strangely interested in and which would surprise most people who haven't known me for most of my life. (These are often things I look up on Youtube; I have no time for viral videos.)

• Soundscapes (by which I mean primarily nature sounds). My favorite site for this is soundsleeping.com.
• The call of the loon.
• Native American music.
• Celtic music.
• Spillways and dams. Arguably my most bizarre interests. I don't care about how they work or whether or not they're beneficial; I just like the way they look when they're flowing.
• Indian and other assorted eastern music.
• Occasional fantasy novels, such as The Lord of the Rings trilogy. I was way too into that for a while.
• Gregorian chant.
• Religious symbolism. (I'm not religious at all; I just think the symbols and imagery are incredibly interesting and gorgeous.)
• Rustic decor.
• Dead languages (despite the fact that I've never learned any).
• Old churches.

That'll suffice for now. I just felt the need to list this shit somewhere. I sometimes forget just how many off-the-wall things I get really into from time to time.

SXR