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The new Old 97's record is out today and I can't wait to have it playing on an endless loop for the rest of the summer.

Sample lyrics:

You wonder what’s the deal?
You’ve gotta fake it til it’s real
There is no benefit to doubt
You’ve got to let it all hang out
I say I love you, what the heck
I’m a trainwreck


Some days, those guys are just about the only thing that keeps me going.

Russell Fucking Crowe, on stage with Great Big Sea at the House of Blues tonight. Singing "Folsom Prison Blues." (ETA: Youtube link, until they take it down

Even better, invisiblebf and setmosis six beers gone.

Ass shaker! ASS SHAKER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Did I mention: RUSSELL FUCKING CROWE? GLADIATOR (No, but she was!) "My name is Maximus Decimus Meridius, commander of the Armies of the North, General of the Felix Legions, loyal servant to the true emperor, Marcus Aurelius. Father to a murdered son, husband to a murdered wife. And I will have my vengeance, in this life or the next."

sassycat8 and I are now drunk. Bring on the flying elves.

P.S. PINK DOT is the best source for random sandwiches and pretzels.

Over the weekend, a new MP3 player was purchased for me by MIB. It is a SanDisk® Sansa with 1G capacity. It's so cute and I think I can make playlists and everything. Yay!

Of course, it's enough for me just to own it — I didn't open it nor program it. Just like my Mr. Bento lunchbox.

How many songs do you think should go onto a mix CD/playlist? Is there a saturation level beyond which you just don't want to listen anymore?

I'm so very melancholy tonight, so gloomy about the world and the way things work in it. I wish I could believe that things will get better for us all.

Nothing is specifically wrong with my own universe. I'm just being a little melodramatic and existential. This mood shall pass.


There's a window by the bedroom door that never will be opened
If you spend the whole day looking out and never look within
And your lover and your mother and your father have been hoping
You'll find the truths you're looking for while searching deep within
So sad about me
So sad about me
So sad about me
I'm sad about you...

— Cowboy Mouth

"...I did know a guy who took eight hits of acid and then said he saw God at a Metallica show... Ain't life funny, ain't life weird? I didn't even know God liked Metallica...!"
— Wally Pleasant, "On the Road"

I feel fine, but also very weird. Very weird. Very, very weird. I... yeah. Weird, but funny. Funny but weird. I guess I feel discombobulated.

I think it's time for drinking. Oh, and you'll be seeing some changes in this journal shortly.

..."Well, I'm livin' in the present with no future and no past...
I might be goin' nowhere but at least I'm gettin' there fast!
Out on the road... Destination untold... Out on the road..!
— Wally Pleasant, "On the Road"

I've officially listened to the ROTK soundtrack too much. It's now playing constantly in my head even if I'm not actually listening to it. In fact, I hear it even now. The bells! The bells! I actually really thought it was on just now -- but it isn't. Just in my head!

The week has whipped past. On Wednesday, I discovered that I really just can't watch Angel anymore. I saw Christian Kane was guest starring and said, "Hey! It's... that guy... Lilah's... rival!" I couldn't remember the character's name nor really anything beyond the Evil Hand. In fact, I had a better recollection of my actual conversation with CK that I had while riding back to our cars (for those just tuning in: I used to work as a professional "background actor" aka "extra" in film and television) than of anything that he did on the show. Well, I remember now, but... Eh.

Not much else to say.

Does anyone know the lyrics to that dirty sea shanty favorite, "Backside Rules the Navy?" Anyone? Anyone?

echristo? :)

It's driving me nuts! It's stuck in my head, but I only know like... two lines!

More October Project lyrics...

( That's all there is to this cut. )

I've fixed my CD/DVD-ROM in Crunchy II!!!!! Now I can listen to music all the time & watch Father Ted.

I am so stressed out that I've gone into full on "manic panic" mode, which for me means feeling queazy, being unable to sleep, and generally feeling like a cornered animal. Unfortunately, when I feel trapped like this, I have a tendency to start chewing my own arm off to escape.

Let's hope I don't go there. But, speaking of going, here's some TMI.

( TMI )

In the meantime, I'm on a mission to weigh the cats. ( Yes, this is a k1tt10 story )

Eh, eh. Time to get more work done.