In this it had passed, starving the hours.......

I hate. Statement. Fact. Question.
Ha, it's 2009 and I still have on of these stupid things to write stupid things on, I find the irony? did I mean irony? hilarious. I guess it had to happen sooner or later, back here or there writing this or that which as far as myself or anyone else for all I care means absolutely nothing. I enjoy music.......that is unless it's one of those times when I don't. Besides that.......art and expression are still quite enthralling, even books and stories seem worthwhile more than other things that aren't that at all.

I haven't had a good rant in awhile, this is damn alright.......however, that is in fact a lie considering the rant I went on at work after the whole fucked day of ridiculous.......poor Sarah, of all people to have to hear such nonsense that even I don't understand. That's how it works.......STINGS AND PREVAIL until you come in cold and pale from the cold.......I still don't like that, maybe next time.

Borders, where I work is closing.......alot like Tower which I used to love did.......I will now be employed by American Eagle, bring on the lulz. Our music is coming along nicely.......it is also coming along terribly, that is when we're having days where my body fights me when I'm supposed to be using it as a machine to pilot rhythms,inflections and ideas and just fuggin' can't. Try Angles isn't as great of a name as we'd originally hoped, this will change.......and there might be bass, let's hope that there's Steve, yes.

Sometimes I'm enthralled, whether I should be or not might not be for me to know. I love? what does that mean? do I believe in that particular word? care? I "care" for music? Who are YOUR broken Larry??????? I supose that it may have been me, sorry. "Come away young man where the ground is red and you need a mask to breathe......." -The Dear Hunter, 2009 will be worth something by it's end.......maybe more than I might imagine even though I might already have imagined as much.

I'm exhausted and STILL wide awake, "open eyed" as I used to want to express when singing for good 'ol Useless Talent No. 12, something about the screams and cries still open eyed.......if only we'd finished that third song, pfft.......wait, NOPE. "It's been thirteen seconds since you all made sense......."-The Mars Volta.

Oh fuck, I have work at 9:30.......and until 6 no less, goddamn. Well, that's enough of this.......that was enough of this six? paragraphs ago, I don't think most of this is correct or even complete or anything at all, that's funny. Seriously, I find most if not all of this funny.......like for the lulz, and I should get some fucking sleep.......goodnight.

PEACE and other good stuff like who knows what
-adam