sonicjunky

So I didn't go see any bands this weekend. I had sorta planned on checkin' the Shins, The Fiery Furnaces, and Tortoise, but I really didn't feel like talking to anyone so that was that. Not that I'm depressed or anything, it's pretty standard behavior for me. My friends have all accepted that. They used to give me hell for it. It's hard for some people to imagine that someone might actually like being alone and it doesn't mean they hate you or they're going to kill themselves. I don't know why others find it so hard to be alone. Do they think they're going to be forgotten or something? Are they going to disappear if they're not constantly interacting with someone? Can anybody tell me?

I did however stay home on Friday and surfed till I couldn't paddle anymore. It was so good, and Saturday it was gone, so I was pretty glad to get what I did. My lower back isn't too happy about it though. It really ought to take better care of itself if it's going to keep up with me.

Anybody read Chuck Palahniuk? I read "Survivor" this weekend and thought it was pretty damn good. At first I thought it was lousy. It was just way over the top, hardly believable, which just made it boring, but I stuck with it and at some point i just tuned in, felt sympathy for the characters and forgave him the rest. I'm also reading Hemingway's "The Sun Also Rises". I like the style, but i fucking hate all the characters. I wish the bulls would just run them all over and get it over with. I want them all to die.

I've been wanting to paint again so I started something today. I'm pretty stoked about it, think it should be good.

And here comes Monday. I hope we all survive!