Stop your crying helpless feeling

Jan 08, 2013 10:44

Ok, it's mini-disasterpalooza over here today! I forgot my phone at home on the day I need to make several important phone calls; re: the phone thing, I forgot I have two-part verification on for my email which means I can't open my email unless I can enter the text code on my phone fine FINE; I'm in a work situation where I'm taking on extra work rather than have the staff member who drives me batty come in; my hair looks like I'm on tour and slept in the back of the van; I had a whole battle of wills with iTunes about giving me my music that I don't even want to get into, but, JFC, I just want to listen to Gerard Way, don't make me log in 8 TIMES in a row; my roof leak leaked all over where I store my bulk toilet paper, tissues, napkins and paper towels THANKS I KNOW THEY ARE ABSORBENT BUT FUCK YOU; yeah, that's right, the roof is leaking AGAIN FUCK YOU; I tried to watch a silly episode of Eureka to distract myself from the roof disaster and it was a fabulous time loop episode until they KILLED OFF A CHARACTER I REALLY LIKED; DW ate my nicely formatted post of things I wrote in 2012 COME ON YOU KNOW I HATE FORMATTING FUCK YOUUUUUUUU. All of these are very small things (well, except the roof, that's a big thing but there's nothing I can do that I'm not already doing) but they've just added up to make me crazyfaced and kind of over-dramatically short-tempered. Breathe, JJ, breathe. And maybe go get yourself a triple espresso.

iTunes finally handed over the music and I got to listen to my favorite band and that alone is some anti-disaster power right there. It struck me in the middle of The World Is Ugly how very brave it was for them to walk away from this album. It was done, and they weren't happy with it, and they closed the door on it. I'm not sure I can imagine doing that. I mean, really, I can hardly even imagine finishing a book, not a draft, but the book, the story is done, and just, it's not right, it's not me, it's not the work I wanted, and I walk away from it and start something new. That's astounding. This band amazes me over and over, and being able to listen to how finished the Conventional Weapons songs really are reinforces that their art means as much to them as it does to me. So thanks again for inspiring me, dudes, by the standards to which you hold yourselves and your hearts.

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