||[08 Mar 2004|10:55pm]
Today I ate:
msn-I'll make everyone pay and you will too
I am on a Marilyn Manson kick right now. He's fucking sex.
I knew it would drive me crazy. I knew it. I'm going to do it for a living YES.
Here are the confirmed bands and other info for the show.
BRING A CANNED FOOD ITEM
Will it be at Muddy Waters? Fuck if I know. They don't like calling back when they say they will. I need to find out from them tomorrow. The meeting with Tracey and Avia seemed to seal the deal. I call today after not getting the 'confirmation' call, and I talk to "Sharon" and she tells me she hasn't looked over the event yet so someone will call me after 4:30. I didn't get a call. I'm calling tomorrow, or walking down there, whatever. Jesus. I hope to fuck they give us the venue.
I was thinking for a minute to just have 3 bands, they would get more money that way, but that's fine.
I am saving my pennies for a float at the begiining of the night. So like, I said, I'm take your quaters.
I am presenting my slide show tomorrow,...it should be interesting and shitty. My sound clip of the murder squad song isnt working anymore.
second was bullshit. I used all the trapped white space I could.
my spare was alright. greg stringer decided to annoy me by just sitting there. I called the 30 hour famine place and it turns out they never recieved my order for the sponsor sheets and they're sending it to me asap.
4th was pointless also. Ms Markle taught us nothing and gave us questions, and the answers were written out plain as day at the bottom of the article. I want to kill myself all the time in that class.
mum came home in a bitch for some reason but got over it eventually.
"I was born into this everything turns to shit"
I have trouble understanding the human race. I have trouble understanding the human mind. I am sure I am going to sound extremely stupid, or close minded but I cannot understand how someone could have a passion for cars and not music. I don't understand how someone could just not have a profound love for music. How can one relate to a muffler?
I don't understand how one could not see how beautiful John Lennon, or Jack White, or Conor Oberst, or Aaron Lewis, or David Pirner, or Marilyn Manson, or...I just understand how they can't feel that.
I don't understand how people cannot get anything out of punk music. I don't know how they function without that profound energy of just fucking taking the piss out of you through hard music.
I don't understand how one could love rap music. I don't understand how people are fullfilled by having dispoisble "only-last-for-3-months" radio play. You cannot connect emotionally with a song that is renewed by different one hit wonders who sing about partying in a club of slappng up their bitch, or H to the izzo. HOW?
It just doesn't make sense.
But if everyone was like me, I'd kill myself, and everyone would die.