"I'll judge you all and make damn sure that no one judges me."
I Start Fires! |
2002-11-13
Piggy's specs were nicked at: 5:38 p.m.
ME: *Listening to Bobcaygeon by the Tragically Hip.* MOM: "You know, your older brother was concieved in Bobcaygeon." ME: *Pushes 'Stop,' annihilates the song off the Playlist, never thinks of Bobcaygeon again, vows to stay away from cottage country.* I recieved an unexpected GST refund for $213. My phone bill is up to $210. So I'm doing the logical thing and spending the refund on Metroid Prime. Don't worry, I have some pennies at the bottom of my pocket to throw to the slavering dogs at Bell. It'll hold 'em off for a while longer. Dang Lex, that's some funky dream. I can't remember exactly what I dreamed last night, except it was some sort of uplifting music video that pounded out St. Elmo's Fire in the background. I love music video dreams. I had one other some years ago, set to Steve Earl's Copperhead Road. Every last lyric was included, but I'd never heard the song until the dream. Nutso. Speaking of music, I recently got a copy of U2's new But I think some stores are wising up and realizing they have the wrong CD in their tray. Oopsie. As for the album itself, 'tis quite fine. Except for one thing. Where the hell is The Fly? It's such a wholesome, Satanically schitzophrenic song. When Bono gets into a character and forgets about the world's woes for four minutes and twenty-eight seconds, the results simply rock. Hey Trip Through Your Wires fans, when I say that the new chapters are coming up, I mean it this time! I'm planning on releasing two for all the good boys and girls who put up with my fucking shit. "And to all those opposed!...Hmm...well..."
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