Tomorrow I move to 60 Egmont St. #6 in Brookline MA. There I will live with two musically inclined fellows and bitch about when all those college kids come back. The rock shall be brought ( Read more... )

finals make me want to consume testicles. theyd probably taste better than Cs, which I will soon be sampling. {EIJPFOWUFWNEOWEOBUFWEB oh and Worcester makes me cry big middle-class guilt tears.

it's all straight

a warm welcome to AMY FISSURE, newest incarnation of Count Fistula. New name, same mindless brutality. Enjoy.

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bollocks.

I saw Converge this weekend. Definitely one of my favorite bands, live and on record. Beautiful.
On a related note, I have decided (FIRMLY this time) on a tattoo and ( Read more... )

1) Total volume of music files on my computer? 37.79 (plus 30 on my nomad, 14 on the ipod ( Read more... )

It seems I have successfully ruined nearly every important friendship in my life. I wish I'd never transferred - wish I'd just plain dropped out of Syracuse after failing a few semesters or something. Anything but this. Though I can say, with some conviction, that I am the asshole that raised me. No surprises there.

RIP Mitch. I used to draw you.

When I get pissed, I start to get music. Over the past few days, instead of being productive, I have downloaded the following albums ( Read more... )