hunginn

I haven't been writing in my journal very often, or with much content, simply because there isn't much to say. The basic rundown of my day is to wake at about noonish, or at about the moment when all the coffee is already gone. Then there's the shower and cleansing and disinfecting and whatnot. After that, I usually just try to find ways to distract...
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Haha, you two are liars. You know who you are.

Ugh. There's nothing worse than seeing cute couples everywhere you go after being single for nine months. It feels just like a hammer to the sternum.

In other news... I am invisible. And inaudible. I am totally able to evade the senses of anyone and everyone. Of course, this is just a theory based on several observations. It has yet to be thoroughly field tested.

Grr.

Summer time + Cycling = Silky smooth drumsticks.

I am Jack's swift kick to the beanbag.

I'm kind on a cover song kick today. I've been looping the various covers I've collected over the past few months. They include the Cure doing Hendrix's "Purple Haze," the Smashing Pumpkins doing Joy Division's "Isolation," and Jack Off Jill doing the Cure's "Lovesong," among others. I can't really explain it. Maybe it's a phase.

Anyhoo, I've got the house to myself this weekend, as...
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Damn, I love Portishead.

The show at Tremorz was another hit on Saturday. The Loud Pipes were awesome again, and I really liked Piss Ant. I think I'm addicted to that place.

As usual, today was a pretty slow day. I had plans to go to Japan this summer, but they've been postponed 'til Januaryish. Typhoons don't really agree with me, and I'd rather not swing by the Koreas...
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The purpose of this entry is just to bump the last entry.

Thank you.

~The management.