7.3.2001
 
Ugh. That annoying monkey was the cause of my computer crashing 10 times today. Die Bonzi die.

"I'm slipping through the cracks between the fingers of your warm embraces and cold kisses."

I'm in a mood for eviceration. Well, no mood really. Just a weird feeling of disassociation. You know, like when you decide to get an ear-plug except it's in your tongue so you have that gaping hole in the middle of your tongue and you lose all sense of bitter tasting foods?

Disappointed. Had a few plans for tomorrow (it being the 4th of july and all) but all of them fell through. Originally was going to join the Summerlin 4th of July parade with Sarah and company... but I need a ride to her house... at 7:00am in the morning. Not working. I need a fucking driver's license.

Was going to Cosmic Bowling tonight. Ha, people forgot to mention that they only had it on fridays and saturdays. It was enough to see Matt for literally a minute. Nice blue hair.

Oh by the way, he's going to the parade thing too.

I've been the mother superior of bitches today. Everyone was fighting over use of my cd player. Naturally, when I wanted to play the music I wanted to, everyone said "hell no!" and put their music on again. What did I do? Take the cd player away. Later, I did that when K changed the cd without telling me, and she became a bigger bitch than I. Fuck you. Fellow band member, yes. But fuck you.

Sister's playing the bass. I'm trying to listen to my mp3's. The bass amp is in the same room. Both of us in the same room trying to listen/play the music we want to. Fuck her too, I need time to cool off.

I'm very quickly becoming disinterested in being in a punk band. Personally, I prefer techno, emo, folk, or "alternative" music. Don't get me wrong, punk is awesome to listen to... but I wouldn't choose it as my means of musical expression. Besides, the amount of bands out there using power chords almost exclusively with the same three chords over and over again is so goddamn fucking annoying.

Okay, so my disassociative state has turned to one of anger. Ranting, boisterous, noisome, general beacon of annoyed attitude. It seems today that all the people I talk to annoy the piss out of me and all the people whom I had never talked to are the only ones I can stand right now.

.... yes, I'm well aware I mentioned Matt in this one. Damn, back to step one.

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