This journal entry is only eight words long.

You know that very last scene at the end of The Texas Chainsaw Massacre? The part where the girl jumps onto the back of the pick up truck, and she is so happy to have escaped Leatherface that she starts crying? That's basically how i feel when i get off work. Someone, please, kill me.

There is a James Chance box set out now. In'eresting. Which reminds me i wish i still owned my copy of "Buy" by The Contortions. Great fucking record.

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Wow, first off, I find out that Pete Townshend of the Who, one of my favorite guitar players of all time, is accused of having child porn on his computer. Just like Gary Glitter. And now i find out that......THE MUMMIES HAVE A WEBSITE! That's right....the fucking MUMMIES, for christ's sake! What is this fucking millenium coming to? I'm not going ( Read more... )

oh also they are going to be on Saturday Nite Live on Sat. I write this not to inform you, but to remind myself to watch it.

Oh yeah btw The Donnas are playing LIVE on TRL Monday afternoon (!!!???).

http://www.musiccdsettlement.com/

It's about fucking time. Tho to be totally honest by 1995 most of the "pre-recorded" music i bought was on indie garage rock labels, or was from a used record store. But I want my piece of the action, none the less.

So im dicking my life away in my booth at my shitty telemarketing job today (as per God's master plan that this is what i should be condemned to do every day of my life from age 18 to infintity), when my "next door neighbor" for the day (we are assigned different seating paterns every day we come into work), who happens to be this nameless face in ( Read more... )

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