Ok, I haven't posted anything in a ridiculous amount of time. Wow, my day was extremely dramatic. I think I have a social problem. I'm a douche bag to every living soul possible. And my paranoia has increased. The Whitest Boy Alive is making me a tad bit happy though. I just realized I talk like an English person. Then again every Horrors fan does in the US or around here does.
Speaking of The Horrors, Primary Colours. Wow, I haven't even heard it yet and i'm extremely impressed. Sure, I'll miss the giant hair and lack of colors other then gray, white or black, but I love me some shoegaze. Not too much into Asobi Seksu, but all the My Bloody Valentine references made me literally have an aneurysm. NME's first decent review in a long time. And it doesn't involve Oasis or Kings of Leon. Ow, my eyes hurt. I can't believe the percentage of people that smoke hash now. I swear I saw some nine year olds the other day toking it up. It's hilarious really.
Hmm, I told a friend of mine I would put her art on my blog. Not that anyone really reads it except for me. but it's worth a try. She's extremely good by the way. Anyway. I just feel extremely depressed today. I wish I could get along with people. I seem to lack social skill completely. And I've been very obsessive lately. Like it's not remotely healthy. By the way, my new name is Porkchop. Which is pretty cutesy. This weird new trend of naming yourself something completely idiotic has shown itself. I shall go back online at 7:00 and see that that mysterious ticker is for on The Horrors site. I'm hoping for a new single, and knowing my nerdy extreme fan potential, I will most likely burst into tears. And I admit it, I fucking love Twitter. It's amazing in every way and form. I'll probably hate it next week but hey, internet euphoria comes rarely.
Cheers Laddies,
P.S. Happy St. Patties Day!
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