holla if u hear me
i don't know what's wrong with me, i feel coiled up and about to burst, and i have so many things that need done but i can't fucking focus on anything i really just kind of want to throw things at walls and break them and scream but that won't do anything but leave me with a mess to sweep up, and scare the cats to boot. so i'm spewing run-on sentences at all you poor people that stumble by here instead.
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this stupid stir-crazy solitude is eating away at my brain. i am really missing connection with people, feeling part of that 'cosmic unconsciousness'
i can only cry about it for so long without doing something to change my scenery, though. at least i know i'm getting out tomorrow. i need to go downtown for something in the morning and then i'm dropping a resume off with a record store. it's nice to hear that someone's still opening new shops in today's world - maybe i'll get lucky. lord knows i have the experience. at the very least, i've got $80 in credit at the joint, so i can get something new while i'm there. maybe that new Deerhunter record?
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i don't know. i even feel a bit out of the loop on the music front right now. glad there's a rash of shows coming up to get out to. an old friend i haven't been out with in ages has a ticket to the Cold War Kids on the 9th for me. haven't heard them, but looking forward to being out regardless. Land of Talk is playing the Bottle soon - and then there's Isis and Jesu at Metro, Ellen Allien at Smart Bar - and realgone's band is opening for Macabre at the Double Door... even Ladyhawk is coming back at the end of the month!
i'm looking for springtime to climb into my soul along with the beer-soaked and smoke-filled nights full of music. we'll see. it'll just be nice to be out on the town and free.
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oh hey, let me pause for a moment to recognize the steamy, incredible hotness of Bowie's set today
...and that owl tattoo is ill, yo
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ok, i need to get up and get some blood moving in my veins before i start screaming again. goddamn it. thing is, even when i've had what should count for a productive day lately, it isn't amounting to anything concrete. fuck.
