New Shit

All of these guys kick ass.

Depending on my mood and workload for class, I usually find ways to waste time. I've been fucking around on Pandora lately and listening to some new (to me anyway) shit. So, I found all these guys: Pelican, Isis, and Red Sparowes.

Like I said before they all rule. I can't really explain why they do and Felicia, I'm pretty sure, hates all of them but she has no taste in music.

Let me fill you guys in on what is happening around here otherwise.

For some fucking reason, we got a cat. I was against it. I was totally against it, but sure enough, I ended up shelling out 50 bucks for the goddamn thing and thinking it was a pretty good deal because she was already de-clawed, spayed, microchipped, and up to date on immunizations. All for 50 dollars! What a steal right? Anyway, Gavin loves the thing and it is pretty cute.

Speaking of children, the other one is already trying to get up and crawl around, with limited success. It won't be long before he is all over the fucking place and getting in the litter box and shit.

I would have bought all these CDs I listed above, but I had to re-buy my Mastodon CDs because some fuck-face robbed our car. They stole a visor book full of CDs and a 12 pack of beer. What total assholes. I mean they didn't even steal the percocet we had in the door. Fucking amateurs.

I am also hosed because I got a fucking B on my goddamn calculus test because I basically threw away 10 points. I am so fucking enraged by that. It's total fucking dogshit. Everyone knows that the indefinite integral of 1/(x+4) equals the natural log of the absolute value of (x+4) plus some constant. Why in the fuck do I have to show work on that to get points? Oh yeah, the show work part was in the instructions. Damn.

Valentine's Day

Not St. Valentine, but still pretty cool.

So, this painting here is of St. Sebastian. I used to know why it was he was tied up and shot full of arrows but I have forgotten. The point is that whenever I think of Valentine's Day and Cupid and all that shit this is the image that comes to mind. Maybe it's the loincloth and the arrows but this is what I think of when I hear "valentine".

I remember when I was kid and for Valentine's day we were allowed to make valentines for the other kids, I think I was maybe in first grade. Well, I got this box of valentines cards, the shitty ones. I don't know if they still make them like that because it seems like VD (haha not that VD) has gotten out of hand. Anyway, they were shitty little cards that were in envelopes and I remember that I was adamant about writing on the goddamn envelope and I didn't want my parents to help me. Of course, I wrote "form" instead of "from" on every fucking envelope and was really upset about it. I mean like crying and shit and asking the old man to go get some more so all the kids wouldn't know I fucked all these cards up.

I hate this holiday but I don't want to be one of these motherfuckers who beats up on VD. It's just too goddamn easy. It's like shaking babies.