CHERRY FILTER HAS A NEW ALBUM. I don't remember how exactly I got into them, but I'm willing to bet Soldam (exchange student from Korea my senior year of high school) had something to do with it. Now, Cherry Filter is my favorite Korean band, even though a lot of their stuff is hit and miss. While I don't particularly like some of their stuff, what ( Read more... )

protip: copious amounts of caffeine, twinged with some kahlua, is a very good nicotine substitute. It is not, however, any good for the digestive tract, nor conducive to sleeping.

I have also rediscovered my love for Nana. Goodness.

I really, really like the music used in CSI. It's very ambient. It's very chill. It's very good ( Read more... )

Over the past few days I've turned major holistic. I've been struggling, no doubt about that, and in front of me now is a big shiny black ball of obsidian. It absorbs negative energy, of which I have plenty, mostly toward myself. Not quite sure how to use it yet, though ( Read more... )

When I am in an altered state of mind, drunk/high/whatever, I love playing Sonic. One would think I'd like playing Megaman, after all, Megaman is my series, and I used to use MM1 as a basis on how fucked up I was. If I could beat it without continuing I was in okay shape. Then it got to the point when I was clearly in not okay shape and I still ( Read more... )

for the past 10 months or so I've been wearing a necklace of St. Jude. Now, I don't count myself as christian, much less catholic, but while I was at Mayo my dad gave it to me because it was something he believed in, and Saint Jude is the patron saint of desperate situations. I kinda laughed at that, thinking it's kind of an obscure thing to have a ( Read more... )

I have eaten enough popcorn, watched enough movies, consumed enough caffeine and sugar, and inhaled enough illicit substance for two. That can't be good.

Thankfully it's a Thursday. Still, not going to happen again.

$180 later, preparations are complete. Squashing utilities at the ready, vaporizer standing by, wine patiently waiting, and the salmon of doubt flying through space.

Tomorrow is either going to rock or suck or both. Probably both.

For almost a month I have been wondering how I would beat the frying pan of last year. The frying pan was a classic, and being followed by the hard drive rose made it an almost unbeatable combo. I knew part of what this year would entail, but it just did not live up to either of those alone ( Read more... )

My life is back. I am very, very happy about that. Here's how I know it's back ( Read more... )