Friday, December 31, 2004

NP:Wovenhand-Bleary Eyed Duty

so it looks like the year is pretty much over.

i have to say this has been a pretty decent year for myself, at least compared to previous years. i'm not exactly where i want to be in some areas of my life, but i've gotten a few things straightened out this year, and abandoned some sources of discomfort and misery.

i lost my train of thought thanks to the fucking telephone ring. i hate telephones. it's either a wrong number or someone you don't want to talk to. they're a annoyance and their seed should be wiped clean from the earth before it leaves a protein stain no club soda can remove.

love life is still non-existant. not exactly non-existant, just unsastifactory, but that's nothing new. i've pretty much excepted the fact that sex for me is like prison. the kind of sex i want i can't get, and the kind of sex i can get i don't want.

even after the good year i've had, i still want to stick my head in an oven with a sign taped to my back that says "No Funeral". could be because of the inane pressure this holiday brings, the pressure to get laid, make out with some broad at the stroke of midnight, celebrate whatever the fuck a calender symbolizes. i'm tempted to just by a six pack of Heineken and drink myself into a coma while listening to SWANS albums...just to spite this wretched thing called "new years eve", but i've got band practice tomorrow.

NP:Jumbo's Killcrane-Locust Blanket

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