Fwd: Zeer belangrijk - onmiddellijk reageren
Hey guys.
I'm back in China. It was a pretty shitty plane ride. This annoying little kid yelled the entire trip. He was runnign up and down the corridors. Uh, parents?
Two bands that I am enjoying right now are My Morning Jacket, and Faraquet. The first is an enjoyable synthy indie rock band that I'd put in the same vein as Wolf Parade, although not quite as bubbly. I haven't listened to the entire Faraquet cd but look out for an edit as soon as I do!
I need to update more. The problem is that my updates suck. Why do they suck? I have nothing to talk about. So here I am, talking about that I have nothing to talk about. Which is pretty much something to talk about, I suppose. THE ULTIMATE PARADOX.
So how are all of you guys? I'm not bad.
I learned the fingerpicking part of First Day of My Life, by Bright Eyes, so my next endeavour is to layer the strumming and picking up in Audacity. I really want to get better at fingerpicking, but I don't really know how to write anything thats any good, besides picking open chords, which is kinda lame.
Ramona just started talking to me the other day. It was rather surreal. I don't have any real opinion of her right now, and all we talked about was guitar, and The Strokes.
SPEAKING OF THE STROKES, thier new album is actually pretty good. I enjoyed it. Except for that fucking single. Fuck it up the fucking ass fuck fuck ass shit piss BONER>
I am afraid that I will not see Laura this Spring Break. It will be a sad time.
SPEAKING OF LAURA, today I saw this TV show called "MAN vs. BEAST," where men and beasts raced in various tests of manliness. One of them was 44 midgits (hence the Laura transition,) and an Asian elephant racing to pull a Jet. The elephant won. Damn. I think that if they rounded it off with one more midgit, it would have been the midgits who won.
This cd fucking rules. Z. My Morning Jacket. They have a shitty name, but they rock remarkably well.
Man, Dakota got some random chick coming into her journal telling her that she was cool. I want one of those. I'm pretty sure that nobody actually sees this journal anymore. I'm gonna test this, Conan O'Brien style, and make fun of all of you in some manner.
RYAN - You're too damn tall. Goddammit. Fucking Sasquatch.
OPHEY - What the fuck is up with this Sweden shit? Its totally a rip-off of Finland.
DAKOTA - The fact that you are willing to date me kinda speaks for its self.
JEANNIE - Sorry, I got nothing. High Five!
ERICA - You're entries are really long. I can hardly get through them. Sometimes I have to go and get a snack mid-paragraph.
There you go. Loozerzzz. I'm just kidding I love you. Except for you Ryan.
You can go fuck yourself.
-Andrew.
EDIT: Holy shit listen to Faraquet. They are very good. Jesus.
I'm back in China. It was a pretty shitty plane ride. This annoying little kid yelled the entire trip. He was runnign up and down the corridors. Uh, parents?
Two bands that I am enjoying right now are My Morning Jacket, and Faraquet. The first is an enjoyable synthy indie rock band that I'd put in the same vein as Wolf Parade, although not quite as bubbly. I haven't listened to the entire Faraquet cd but look out for an edit as soon as I do!
I need to update more. The problem is that my updates suck. Why do they suck? I have nothing to talk about. So here I am, talking about that I have nothing to talk about. Which is pretty much something to talk about, I suppose. THE ULTIMATE PARADOX.
So how are all of you guys? I'm not bad.
I learned the fingerpicking part of First Day of My Life, by Bright Eyes, so my next endeavour is to layer the strumming and picking up in Audacity. I really want to get better at fingerpicking, but I don't really know how to write anything thats any good, besides picking open chords, which is kinda lame.
Ramona just started talking to me the other day. It was rather surreal. I don't have any real opinion of her right now, and all we talked about was guitar, and The Strokes.
SPEAKING OF THE STROKES, thier new album is actually pretty good. I enjoyed it. Except for that fucking single. Fuck it up the fucking ass fuck fuck ass shit piss BONER>
I am afraid that I will not see Laura this Spring Break. It will be a sad time.
SPEAKING OF LAURA, today I saw this TV show called "MAN vs. BEAST," where men and beasts raced in various tests of manliness. One of them was 44 midgits (hence the Laura transition,) and an Asian elephant racing to pull a Jet. The elephant won. Damn. I think that if they rounded it off with one more midgit, it would have been the midgits who won.
This cd fucking rules. Z. My Morning Jacket. They have a shitty name, but they rock remarkably well.
Man, Dakota got some random chick coming into her journal telling her that she was cool. I want one of those. I'm pretty sure that nobody actually sees this journal anymore. I'm gonna test this, Conan O'Brien style, and make fun of all of you in some manner.
RYAN - You're too damn tall. Goddammit. Fucking Sasquatch.
OPHEY - What the fuck is up with this Sweden shit? Its totally a rip-off of Finland.
DAKOTA - The fact that you are willing to date me kinda speaks for its self.
JEANNIE - Sorry, I got nothing. High Five!
ERICA - You're entries are really long. I can hardly get through them. Sometimes I have to go and get a snack mid-paragraph.
There you go. Loozerzzz. I'm just kidding I love you. Except for you Ryan.
You can go fuck yourself.
-Andrew.
EDIT: Holy shit listen to Faraquet. They are very good. Jesus.