13 days left to get my shit into the magazine.
So far I have:
- Secured the albums to download (other than one which I have to get today)
- Started writing the column
- Scrapped that idea and wrote a different column
- Started writing it on the computer and hated how it was flowing
- Abandoned the notion of writing the column yet
- Listened to and hated the new Weezer album
- Got high
- Listened to it again and loved it
- Fell asleep THREE seperate times listening to the new DAve Matthews Band CD
- Written two CD reviews in the span of twenty minutes
- Realized that there is no possible way I can properly write a CD review in 50-75 words.
- Began stressing about the column never actually coming together the way I want before the due date
- Smoked more pot
- Cared less about the column - it will happen and they will fucking like it.
- Apologized while looking South West out my front door. (I only figure that Dave Matthews is SW of me currently and I'm sure he won't appriciate the review I am writing)
- Grown fond of the Gorillaz ... at least in a playlist on random. Straight through ... not so much.
So yeah ... that's been my whole experience as a music reviewer so far.
I'm considering posting one review here ... but I think I'll keep it a surprise.
So I have sat here for five minutes now staring at this 'cause there are other things I wanna say ... but I just don't know what they are.
Do you remember the first time you had sex? What was it like?
I ask this, 'cause I really don't remember mine. I remember who it was ... how old I was ... but damned if I remember anything about it.
So far I have:
- Secured the albums to download (other than one which I have to get today)
- Started writing the column
- Scrapped that idea and wrote a different column
- Started writing it on the computer and hated how it was flowing
- Abandoned the notion of writing the column yet
- Listened to and hated the new Weezer album
- Got high
- Listened to it again and loved it
- Fell asleep THREE seperate times listening to the new DAve Matthews Band CD
- Written two CD reviews in the span of twenty minutes
- Realized that there is no possible way I can properly write a CD review in 50-75 words.
- Began stressing about the column never actually coming together the way I want before the due date
- Smoked more pot
- Cared less about the column - it will happen and they will fucking like it.
- Apologized while looking South West out my front door. (I only figure that Dave Matthews is SW of me currently and I'm sure he won't appriciate the review I am writing)
- Grown fond of the Gorillaz ... at least in a playlist on random. Straight through ... not so much.
So yeah ... that's been my whole experience as a music reviewer so far.
I'm considering posting one review here ... but I think I'll keep it a surprise.
So I have sat here for five minutes now staring at this 'cause there are other things I wanna say ... but I just don't know what they are.
Do you remember the first time you had sex? What was it like?
I ask this, 'cause I really don't remember mine. I remember who it was ... how old I was ... but damned if I remember anything about it.
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voile:
You know old people... they go where they know. They never change, and never try anything new. There is no such thing as "the fastest route" in their vocaulary, because, honestly, they don't have anywhere to be. 
bella_donna:
yeah i like the advantages of being big but i deff wish my mind had of stayed young. You can have the free un poluted fun u did when you were a kid though it just takes the right time the right place and the right people