Life sucks then you die, it's a loop
So there's a ginormous comic con coming to my local fair grounds April 30. I mean, so local I could take the campus connector and get there. I just can't decide if I want to go. Maybe I could tag along with some of Liz's friends dressed up like anime characters.
No, not really. I would just go, spend $4-5 wandering around being out nerded and out geeked and out dorked by everyone there, and then I would just feel bad about myself. Not such a good plan.
Because I'm in a funk right now.
My mom's started coughing again, which. Do you know what that could mean? The cancer might have come back.
My laptop died and took everything I had massed after four or five solid years of it being mine rather than Dad's or the family's. I'm so fucking frustrated.
It feels like nothing's happened. I've been sitting on the computer for over four hours in a time/space warp where nothing has happened. I wish that maybe I would die just so it felt like something could possibly fucking happen. There's a vortex around my life and I can't handle it anymore. When I was a kid the slowly pulling off the Band-Aid method would take too damned long, so I'd just whip that sucker off.
On happier news, my complete series of Firefly came, along with Ginger Snaps and Century Hotel. I haven't watched them yet, but I'm not excited anymore. My DVD player would probably chew up the disk, sprout legs, and spew the shards at my parents, killing them both. That's our family's luck for you.
Oh Callum Keith Rennie how I love you. May I, possibly, run away with you in my head and nothing else in existance?
PS She Wants Revenge, who is an okay band playing with two other bands who might be okay for $10 one Tuesday night is actually playing April 18 at First Ave. I hate First Ave. It's a dirty, grimy, dinky club and it isn't a twenty minute walk away like Varsity Theater. Come on, She Wants Revenge. What's wrong with the Varsity? Granted, I've never been there either, but it's so much closer to campus. And why isn't Depeche Mode coming with you this time? Or Placebo. Why won't you come to Minnesota, Placebo? She Wants Revenge, you're lucky your concert is only $9.50.
No, not really. I would just go, spend $4-5 wandering around being out nerded and out geeked and out dorked by everyone there, and then I would just feel bad about myself. Not such a good plan.
Because I'm in a funk right now.
My mom's started coughing again, which. Do you know what that could mean? The cancer might have come back.
My laptop died and took everything I had massed after four or five solid years of it being mine rather than Dad's or the family's. I'm so fucking frustrated.
It feels like nothing's happened. I've been sitting on the computer for over four hours in a time/space warp where nothing has happened. I wish that maybe I would die just so it felt like something could possibly fucking happen. There's a vortex around my life and I can't handle it anymore. When I was a kid the slowly pulling off the Band-Aid method would take too damned long, so I'd just whip that sucker off.
On happier news, my complete series of Firefly came, along with Ginger Snaps and Century Hotel. I haven't watched them yet, but I'm not excited anymore. My DVD player would probably chew up the disk, sprout legs, and spew the shards at my parents, killing them both. That's our family's luck for you.
Oh Callum Keith Rennie how I love you. May I, possibly, run away with you in my head and nothing else in existance?
PS She Wants Revenge, who is an okay band playing with two other bands who might be okay for $10 one Tuesday night is actually playing April 18 at First Ave. I hate First Ave. It's a dirty, grimy, dinky club and it isn't a twenty minute walk away like Varsity Theater. Come on, She Wants Revenge. What's wrong with the Varsity? Granted, I've never been there either, but it's so much closer to campus. And why isn't Depeche Mode coming with you this time? Or Placebo. Why won't you come to Minnesota, Placebo? She Wants Revenge, you're lucky your concert is only $9.50.