nothing unusual, nothing strange
i was reading through some friend's friend's entries on this here public posting journal (while eating a bowl of cereal), on this most boring of monday mornings, and let me tell you... i am ready to regurgitate the whole fucking bowl. why do people post the most explicit things on here, i mean, have you absolutely no respect for your own privacy. a) who gives a flying fuck, b) who are you to impose such things upon other's minds. i know i'm just as guilty for reading, but seriously now, have some restraint.
tonight is bgso #??? but it is going to be fuccccking awesome. a solid night of craziness minus all the shit that is mistaken for fun (alcohol, drugs, girls, etc.)
terribly sorry, but i've been on this ridiculous damien rice kick for the past month or so, and i dont seem to be listening to much else.
albums on rotation:
damien rice - o
damien rice - b-sides
explosions in the sky - the earth is not a cold, dead place
fugees - the score
and sadly enough, that's the extent of it.
ciao
tonight is bgso #??? but it is going to be fuccccking awesome. a solid night of craziness minus all the shit that is mistaken for fun (alcohol, drugs, girls, etc.)
terribly sorry, but i've been on this ridiculous damien rice kick for the past month or so, and i dont seem to be listening to much else.
albums on rotation:
damien rice - o
damien rice - b-sides
explosions in the sky - the earth is not a cold, dead place
fugees - the score
and sadly enough, that's the extent of it.
ciao