I wasn’t going to blog today, but I should sneak in just a little post. Went with Tawna to get her thing done, it looks pretty cool. Work was okay, they’ve ordered the File Maker thing and it should get here in the next few days so we can get started with the database. It’s about time, I barely have anything to do. I work the bare minimum. There are like NO letters to the editor. It’s weird. I was supposed to do the website thing with Matt C. today, but I totally forgot and I went home to eat and almost lost control of the car when I hit this GIANT puddle (there were no warning signs) so I kinda didn’t want to drive back into town. I should call, but I’m exhausted and I’m going to bed. I can’t believe I brought myself to blog. Off to bed.
> Nine Inch Nails - Into The Void
> Daft Punk - Revolution 909
OMG Tawna and I just watched Nowhere!!!!!! It was the uber-dope shiznite!!!!! EEK!!! It was….I’m speechless. I didn’t do any of my schoolwork, so I’ve settled for shitty grades, but Bs and Cs are much better than Fs. Now we have like a million (it seems like) inside jokes from Nowhere. OMG it is totally the best movie ever, with the exception of The Doom Generation. Eek! Then we went to The Apple Peddler and had hot cocoa, we couldn’t stop laughing. There are no words to describe Nowhere. No words.
Blood is cool! Dogs eating people is cool! We’re the Ataris! I was abducted by aliens man… Mouhahahaha…I love that movie. I started this post for some reason. I don’t remember. Oh, I saw Eric (the old layout guy from the Triplicate), we had a little convo. I guess it was cool. He had a Kerry/Edwards sticker on his car, he can’t be all that bad. I’ve got to move to Europe. I hate America. Not all of it, just 51% of it. Maybe I could repatriate to Italy. But I think I would hate Italy. It’s not as sexy as France. And I totally want to learn French so I can read The Stranger and Nausea in their original languages. But I doubt I’d still be into the same books I am now. But still…the French invented literature. Hm. I dunno. Maybe I could live in Switzerland. That’s like, right in the middle of everything. God I hate everything.
I’m watching a Powerman 5000 video. I hate Powerman 5000. They try to offend with style, not substance. Boring. But I do like the lead singer. I would be turned on by him if I wasn’t so sure he was stupid. Crap. It’s 2 a.m. I guess I was expecting some sort of change from watching that movie. But no. I’m still depressed and lonely. More lonely than anything. That movie always makes me lonely. I desperately need to get out of this town. It’s suffocating me. I want to be suffocated by a gigantic city, I want the creations of millions of people to suck out my soul, not the creation of ten people. I hate this place. I don’t know what to do. I feel like if I stay up long enough something that matters is bound to happen, something that will make me not feel like a machine. Eww. Justin just signed in. Not what I had in mind at all. I hate everyone. Fuck. I need to wash my face and go to sleep. After tomorrow it will all be over. I’ll get my shitty grades. Wednesday I’ll take the placement test. My life is over before it’s even begun. Who cares? I definitely don’t.
