She says she likes my band, but I don't even like my band.
So, lotta stuff to write about, but not much motivation. Been playing Valkyrie Profile for the past five hours instead.
But, I suppose I should make this entry while it's still topical.
So, I love christmas time. A lot. I get the fuzzies all up ins. Ins where? My HEART. So, there's your evidence that I'm actually somewhat sentimental.
And I started feeling those first tingles of, what I can only cheesily call, the holiday spirit yesterday.
I love that feeling. Pretty soon I'll be going out and buying people presents that I actually want. There goes that evidence that I'm slightly sentimental.
But anyway, regardless of my motivation, I love this time of year. I'm an awfully nice person throughout most of December. It's unexpected for this to hit while I'm still here at Alfred, so far removed from the festivities, so I wanted to feed it, as one would feed a fire with tinder and bark.
Is that enough commas for you? I got a whole fucking sack, and I'm not afraid to throw them out haphazardly.
Anyway, so yeah, I wanted to feed this feeling.
So I did what any sane person would do.
I rented The Devil's Rejects with Stace.
Well, it was a nice feeling while it lasted. Maybe I'll go buy a present tomorrow or something.
In other news, I remembered to catch Dane Cook on SNL last night. Devil's Rejects credits started rolling at exactly 11:29. I loved watching him almost slip up and swear when doing the "Legacy" joke during the monologue.
In other less interesting news, I managed to cut my lip on a pudding container a few hours ago. Iiiii'm dumb.
Post Script: TDR was pretty badass.
But, I suppose I should make this entry while it's still topical.
So, I love christmas time. A lot. I get the fuzzies all up ins. Ins where? My HEART. So, there's your evidence that I'm actually somewhat sentimental.
And I started feeling those first tingles of, what I can only cheesily call, the holiday spirit yesterday.
I love that feeling. Pretty soon I'll be going out and buying people presents that I actually want. There goes that evidence that I'm slightly sentimental.
But anyway, regardless of my motivation, I love this time of year. I'm an awfully nice person throughout most of December. It's unexpected for this to hit while I'm still here at Alfred, so far removed from the festivities, so I wanted to feed it, as one would feed a fire with tinder and bark.
Is that enough commas for you? I got a whole fucking sack, and I'm not afraid to throw them out haphazardly.
Anyway, so yeah, I wanted to feed this feeling.
So I did what any sane person would do.
I rented The Devil's Rejects with Stace.
Well, it was a nice feeling while it lasted. Maybe I'll go buy a present tomorrow or something.
In other news, I remembered to catch Dane Cook on SNL last night. Devil's Rejects credits started rolling at exactly 11:29. I loved watching him almost slip up and swear when doing the "Legacy" joke during the monologue.
In other less interesting news, I managed to cut my lip on a pudding container a few hours ago. Iiiii'm dumb.
Post Script: TDR was pretty badass.