Sunday, May 08, 2005 C.E

Gremlins

I hate it when you do something based on a single thought, and for a moment you move onto something else that needs to be taken care of... and when you go back to that first thought, you forget it. and then, you can't for the LIFE of you, remember it.
I say this because I was going to blog about something, SOMEthing, and then I read a comment from my previous blog.. and then I forgot what I was going to blog. FRIG! thats annoying. and that is why I need a stenographer in my head.
as well as more chocolate milk.

so I was up late last night, about 2. night before I was up until... 4 something, at Ron's Birthday thinga. Almost didn't go, almost wasn't in the mood. lots of things were getting to me that night, but I had a good time. didn't get drunk, just hung around, laughing at other people who were very drunk and their crazy antics. it was good. I'm glad I went, and I'll remember the outcome for just going, even if you are doubtful.

so I've found my musical taste changing, yet again, getting a new hue to it. I've purchased a Violin, and in a while I'll get some books. but in terms of what I'm listening to?... Kaki King, Mogwai, Death cab for a Cutie, Dallas Green, Guster... different things now, things more towards Emo, or something. I don't know what this is, I think it came around thanks to Vanessa. mm... I mean, if I were to be critical about it, I would say it's alright. there's some good stuff though. like Mogwai, great band. Kaki king, I love her. and then, there's the Decemberists... heh.

I don't know. Musical taste is wierd. is this more Open than before? must be. I was very critical about that stuff before...

I missed the coffee house. but I guess it was a good thing. there was only two sets I was looking forward to anyway, and things were going to be rough, I'm sure. different. I couldn't go because I had a thing to do in Stirling with the quartet. And then, I just happen to run into Calista across the road, and BAM! Party that same night. I love it when things like that happen.

I love Realizations. they rock. like, when you come to the realization that you're drunk. I love when you realize you are becoming drunk, and you can feel it. I love the feeling of realizing what your body is doing, what your head is thinking, and what life is doing, and how pivotal that can be.

ahh

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