Because nobody is spending enough time downloading and listening to random music, I bring you this: Weirdomusic

That's all I really have to say today. Cure in 5 days; it's still all I can think about.

Edit:
Alright, I've come up with some more interesting things:

Mr. Picassohead. If you want to see my contribution, look up David Guernee ( Read more... )

Fox'd and Fiddle'd today, and then to the Ball Room for Pool, where I had but a single decent round in three games (played better than usual!) and Larry had his entire car stereo stolen, short of the wiring and a single capacitor. Yes, he did. Poor Larry ( Read more... )

I'm almost certain that I will go to the The Cure concert. If anyone has an hundred dollars or so to blow, I'd certainly welcome company. Then again, wouldn't it be so goth to go alone? Get all riled up on red wine, pretending to cut my wrists during Pictures Of You or something?

Speaking of wine, I heard this amazing method of sneaking booze places ( Read more... )

This has been, in retrospect, a rather decent week. It started off on a difficult to beat note, despite the phenomenal fatigue I was suffering from on Monday, before continuing through a relaxing middle of the week. Thursday itself ran a tight line between being pleasant and plodding, but its triumphant termination brought the slow middle of the ( Read more... )

I'm suffering from a terrible dilemma ( Read more... )

I'm off to Green Lake for the weekend, plus a bit.

Not tons to say, you know? I'm looking forward to it. I'll catch you all when I get back; I hope enjoyable adventure finds you all.

Eating meat is an activity that I cannot support. I won't explore the reasons in depth, but there are a multitude of ethical reasons that I can't ignore. Beyond that, the simple concept of the flesh disgusts me. The knowledge of the disgusting conditions of the processing plant disgust me. The texture is a nightmare, the feeling of sinews and ( Read more... )

Heading off tomorrow morning early to be pit crew at the Molson Indy. I went and drank some Molson beers at the Fox & Fiddle in celebration. It was Molson Indy night there, but there weren't many people there ( Read more... )

I have the capacity tonight to delve into the dark side of LJ posting. I will try to spare myself that indignity, and besides I have no real reason for it. I am that in that mode of melancholy that is like red wine, sweet and thick and dark and deadening. I appreciate it because I've been needing to listen to The Cure recently, and this is that ( Read more... )