Monday, June 05, 2006

On exhaustion and the masses

This will be one of the rare times I will copy paste from my LiveJournal. I'm just fucking exhausted and I can't put together anything coherent at the moment.

Been busy. Taking care of stuff. Doing stuff for parents and brother. Stuff. Haven't been sleeping well. Last night was terrible. I woke up early today to go with my brother to his university. I forgot how much I hated walking around there. I don't remember walking back home. Came home eventually, fell asleep, woke up about 25 minutes ago. Made a payment for this LJ thing. Uh...playing Wind Waker now.

Oh, been looking for a job. That's been the biggest part of the stuff part. No luck though. I'm getting rather disappointed. Friends've been busy, but what else is new? Family's been vindictive on the whole and I don't know why. I haven't fucked up anything yet. I keep getting spam emails from Japan and Brazil. Talked to college buddies. One pissed me off, I think I'll punch him when I see him.

I got a kidney operation. AKA, my self-esteem'll be okay. Uhm. It's June. I'm going to be 19 in exactly one month, and I don't know what to do for my birthday. I want to tell my parents to give me cash and let me move out as my gift, but fat chance. I'm probably going to get more piercings as a gift to myself, just to piss off mom more, like with dying my hair red. Looked through AL album as a favor to my friend Khara to delete her pics, and went on one of them trips down memory lane. I hate most of my old pics, but I deleted the worst ones (ha).

I keep confusing the time. I need to eat more but I'll get fat. Currently am broke, pissed at my cousin and at life in general. I'm also lonely beyond belief, and disappointed in myself. I should go back to sleep before I cry or some stupid shit, but I'm still busyish, no luck there.
So, that's mostly it. Scary glimps at my thoughts. But, to give this entry more substance, I have two music recommendations for you guys.

World Leader Pretend is a five-person rock band from New Orleans, featuring Keith Ferguson (vocals/guitar/keyboards), Parker Hutchinson (keyboards), Matt Martin (guitar), Arthur Mintz (drums), and Alex Smith (bass). The band formed in 2002, and their name comes from the 5th track of the album Green by R.E.M..

Their first album, Fit For Faded was released in 2003 on Renaissance Records, a New Orleans label. In 2004, they were signed to Warner Bros. An appearance at the first annual CMJ Cleveland and a slew of North American tour dates coincided with the June 28, 2005 release of their major label debut, Punches.

Tracks to check: The Masses, New Voices

Say Hi To Your Mom is an American indie rock group run by Eric Elbogen. Though often considered a band, Say Hi to Your Mom is actually a solo project. Elbogen creates all the records in a bedroom and plays all the instruments on the records. He employs the talents of other musicians to play live while touring, however.

Say Hi to Your Mom is best known for its song, "Let's Talk About Spaceships", from the record Numbers and Mumbles, released on the label Euphobia. A fourth album titled Impeccable Blahs is set to be released July 25, 2006. The new album, according to Elbogen, is about vampires.

Tracks to check: They Write Books About These Sort Of Things, But She Beat My Highscore, Twenty Second Century, As Smart As Geek Is Chic Right Now
And now, before I collapse on this keyboard, I bid thee all adieu. Adios. Nos vemos.

3 comments:

justmeguy said...

Interesting to see your "A Day in the Life" entry from Live Journal. It's interesting how we all use blogs differently...some as a diary, some as a place to express ideas. Anyway...thanks for sharing.

Enzio Pesta said...

I can think of several way of "fixing" you, but you're too young to hear them.

Di said...

justmeguy: I know. I find comparing all my blogs to be kind of fun, since I use them all differently. And no problemo.

enzio pesta: And here I thought I'd heard about a lot of things already. Thank you for reminding me that I haven't. And thanks for stoppin' by.