Agh, i've got the shits about the way that some of my friends think that im fucked even tho im not, sure i may give the impression of being fucked, but im not fucked, which is better than someone who gives the impression of not being fucked and being fucked.. You get what i mean.
So anyway im moving out sometimes soon because of the roof collapsing and hopefully it is to Newtown with Austin and Dennis and Ben. It should be good, the best bit is i get away from Penrith and i get to hang out in a colourful, new, creative place.
Today i went for an interview to American Express, it went well except for being 15 minutes late cuz i missed my first train by one minute and the train i got took aaaages. Man trains shit me so much, they make me angry, and then i have no way of expressing that anger, and it makes me even angrier, so i just fill up the bottle some more..
After the interview (which as i said, went well) i met up with Austin & Jeff and Jeff really pissed me off because of stories he's heard about living with me, pfft, what fuckiing stories, the worst things i do are not clean dishes and sometimes i drink some of Kansas's milk. There, i said it.
Austin shat me cuz he said 'If food goes missing i know who to look to', and that makes me angry cuz i make a point of not eating others food.
He also said i looked like i was 13, and like Matthew, and that shits me cuz i know it's true and again, i can't fix it and i can't get angry about it, so again, i fill the bottle some more..
This is makes me feel better actually, typing this, i can like, get it out at least, and if someone reads it (not likely), they will see where im coming from, why do i care, i dont know, but i do. I actually don't get how some people can not care about stuff, but there's a lot of things i don't get.
Umm.. what else, being unemployed has been cool, shit i dont think ive typed in this since i got back from my trip.. well in that time nothing too radical has happenned, it's always the same old shit, you think you'll come back and everything will be different, and your friends think you'll come back and be different, but it's not true.
We've been to a few shindig/parties and stuff, and they were allright, i've started a new band with Hoju #8 and thats sik cuz he's got a wicked drummer and the band works completely different to SSFD so it's cool. We've also started work on the vocals for the CD, with 'Pretty Punk Ditty' coming along nicely.. oh no! here it comes! rant time...
IM SO SICK OF PEOPLE PUTTING SHIT ON OUR NEW CD. Ok! I KNOW its not the same, i know the previous one had energy, i know we got ripped off, but it's too late and now we've gotta do the best we can with what we've got, and we've gotta see it through even if it doesn't take us anywhere because that's the way it goes. I don't see many other bands being together as long as us or putting as much effort as we have, ok so we're scattered, all over the place, disorganized, and we take ages, but at least we're doing something other than the repetitious drudgery of * work/home/sleep * weekend/drugs/party * and there's nothing wrong with that either, im just saying that, at least we're doing it and we're gonna see it through and look, if you'd never heard the first cd or seen us live, you'd like this new one.. blah blah blah, ok shut up.
Other than that, not much is new, i started reading a book called the Illuminatus Trilogy which is really funny and weird, like a crazy acid trip that i've never had, i'm not thinking about conspiracies anymore tho im sure many are true, i'm playing a lot of guitar and i haven't gotten laid in ages. The End.
P.S i've been dreaming heaps, and not sleeping, which is like a paradox but its true, ive been like awake dreaming for the last 3 nights, i dont know if i like it or not.
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