Not Exactly

I spent a lot of this past weekend being frustrated and bummed because I was doing frustrating stuff and in a smelly attic while a beast with a very gooey eye circled me. Those are not ideal conditions for recording, but you get what you pay for. Nothing went well and everything took forever and we,re not even close to being finished. Maybe that,s good, though. Maybe all of this discomfort and anger will bring about an artistic epiphany. I don,t really think that will happen because none of us are artists in any sense of the word.

We,re idiots, though. Maybe it will bring about an idiotic epiphany. I don,t know what that would mean, but I hope it happens. I hope being tired and annoyed brings about some type of reward. It hasn,t so far in my life, but I guess that could change suddenly for no reason, right?

Metronomy - Love Letters That,s the fear - that everything is difficult and there is no great reward for your toil and labor. That,s what separates man from beast. That,s what brings about untimely demises. That,s what makes people start Death Cab For Cutie cover bands. That fear is the only thing that anybody lives for. They want the reward that they aren,t sure even exists.

Speaking of Death Cab For Cutie cover bands, I sold something on Craigslist today to some nerd that lives one hundred feet away from me and when he was paying me, he handed me his band,s business card. He haggled me down five dollars cheaper than I had advertised, but I think the business card definitely made up for it. I certainly got the better deal. Looking up his band and watching footage of them performing live made me realize how lucky I am to be only kind of an idiot rather than a total, irrevocable idiot.

Bad Plugs

While I was eating lunch, I threw a piece of lettuce on the floor and laughed. That,s the best part about living on your own. You can throw leaves wherever you want and nobody will get mad at you except for yourself later when you step on the leaf and it,s squishy and kind of wet. You,ll be mad then, but you,ll remember how much fun you had throwing it on the floor of the apartment that you pay a lot of money for and it,ll all be worth it. The anger will fade and you,ll forget what you were thinking about. You,ll fall asleep and sweat all night.

Ramble Tamble - Twang Of The Void The other night I was supposed to work from three PM until eleven PM, but I thought it would be hilarious to work until one AM instead. I,m just joking, I didn,t really think it would be hilarious, but I couldn,t reach the guy that was supposed to come in and my new manager was sleeping through my phone calls. It was weird at first and then it got boring and then it got weirder because I was tired all day and staying up that late didn,t do anything good for me. My body is falling apart and that made it worse.

I,m going to try to sue my job for making my body not work. It,s not my fault for filling it with food that has no nutritional value for decades. It,s their fault for making me work two extra hours once. ,,Hours,, doesn,t look like a real word. It,s a French word. It,s French for ,,horse.,, They eat horse in France. They also eat horse here. I just found out that it,s legal to eat horse in America. I thought that it wasn,t. Apparently, it was illegal to kill them for human food, but that,s not even illegal anymore. I love this country.