Oh darling you've fucked up

I've played Parappa. Oh man. I've PLAYED Parappa. It's made driving and flea markets all the more awesome?

Who'd ever thunk an EBow could be that expensive? I've added the EBow to my ever-going list of guitar equipment things I'll someday be able to afford and shut up about. But $100?! REALLY?! For a tiny little battery powered magnet thing (at least that's what I assume it is)? Then again, I've paid $600 for a piece of wood with magnets and strings that usually would go for $1300. Those little metal boxes that make your guitar make funny noises aren't cheap either. Nor is that giant box that all this shit goes into so it can regurgitate it all back out in the form of music or loud noises that piss people off. This is not a cheap hobby kids. Keep that in mind.

I'm fucking stoked about Lydia playing at Bottom of the Hill. I don't know how I'm gonna convince my parents to buy the tickets since I've been an uncooperative little fuck. I mean, I normally just get tickets at the door for shows there (which got me in free once to a DESA/Facing New York/Love You Moon/Not In That Specific Order show). But Lydia's kinda growing. They're not new, but they're getting kinda famous? All them indie kids dig this shit (I am a hypocrite). So I don't wanna risk not being able to get a ticket at the door and thus I must somehow get them onlines.

Which leads me to more Lydia. MORE LYDIA?! No. Not really.

I've had some weird dreams lately. I guess I'll talk about that. I broke the neck on someone else's guitar in one. That's what I remember the most. The rest is a blur, but I recall it all being crazy and making absolutely no sense. There's this other one I remember fairly well too that's got me all worried. It was something like I had to take two different SAT/college-related tests in one day and they were both really important. I showed up at one of them late and half-way through that one, I remembered I had completely forgotten about and missed the other one and they were not allowing me to re-take it ever again. Then it just kept going down hill. Does that reflect my future? Cause all this crap is happening in less than two months. Maybe I should be less nonchalant about all this, but if I start to worry, I fucking WORRY.

This post is not long enough. We have the technology. It will get longer. Did that come out wrong?

No it won't.

-Allan

GOLOALALALALA!!!!!!!11111

It's a Monday.

I just beat Metal Gear Portable Ops. It was an okay game. It's too different from the PS2 counter-parts and I don't like change. =/ I enjoyed it though. That's the most important part and the moral of this story.

It's too hot to play guitar. I don't like it when it's too hot to play guitar. Especially cause I have to close the door and my room is poorly ventilated and there's no AC cause we don't believe in it. Blah blah blah.

-Allan

Kicking Your Crosses Down

Fuck yes I do.

I found one of those cassette tape things with the jack that you can plug into your CD player so you can play CD's through your old car stereo (because some of us can't afford those shiny CD playing car stereos). Now if only I drove, I could put it to use.

I don't trust my thoughts with a blank piece of paper. I think that's my biggest issue at he moment. Who the hell does it think it is to be able to hear my jumbled thoughts in some sort of rhyme scheme? We'll have to work something out.

I do have to say rejection probably feels a lot better than this right now. "This" would probably have to be unrequited whatever. Here that kids? So you get turned down. It's WAY better than this.

So I'm just like a big, fat emotional masochist. Cause it makes me feel special. HOORAY!

Does that make you shake your head? Does it makes you wanna punch someone in the vajayjay? Does that hurt (I mean, yea it hurts, but does it hurt like a dude would feel)? Am I getting too invasive?

Okay Oakland.

-Allan

Damn it Johnny. Damn it.

I'm very tired of planning ahead.

I'm tired of thinking about futures.

Hell. I'm tired of everything. I wanna escape, but if I do, I'm not so sure I'll ever come back.

It's like I really wanna end up miserable and amounting to nothing. I actively resist success.

So now I have a week to get everything in order. I probably won't, but I'll tell myself I have that option to make me feel better.

I have no clue what I'm talking about anymore. Sorry. I'm very disoriented right now. I fucking hate every single little thing right now.

-Allan

Fundamentally Lonely

Okay. I'm officially on Spring Break. Fuck life, I'm gonna sleep a lot.

Which won't happen. My week's gonna have to be filled with testing computers, drinking coffee, writing, reading, making noise, SAT studying, hating life, and drooling over random assorted objects I can't afford.

I really want a synthesizer now. After seeing Ratatat, I really want one. Stuff like that only helps me grow musically. I don't know if that's true, but whatever. I want a synth. Got a shitty SK-1 you really don't want? I'll take it. :D

Good day sir.

-Allan

Quack

I was worried you died in a freak smelting accident or something.... Plus, your comments aren't creepy. Some of those other ones though, man...

Last night, I saw a little band called Ratatat at the Fillmore. It was not what I expected at all and was in fact awesome with all kinds of things on top. They are really good. They've got some good songs and a killer live show. I don't normally listen to stuff like that, but I really liked it. The opening bands were pretty good too. Okay, one of them. The first one was this MC called Despot. He was just like one dude onstage with a mic and a journal with dicks drawn everywhere. Aesop Rock made a little appearance during one of his new songs. He was good. The second band I still have no clue what they're called. They sucked. You really had to be tripping on a lot of shit to be able to enjoy them. I can only describe them as crappy electronic music with really, really repetitive beats. I got really bored after the first song. And that was it. Then Ratatat came onstage and fucking killed. HOORAY!

Also...

LYDIA'S PLAYING AT BOTTOM OF THE HILL ON MAY 29!!!!!!!!!!!! WOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!! Sure, it's really close to finals and the SAT's, but fuck it! I NEED TO GO SEE THIS SHOW!!!!!! RAWR!!!!!!!

-Allan

You're not sincere, you're not sincere are you?

Today is April Fools day. So this blog is gonna trick you.

Did you know that you should stop problems while they're tiny so they never grow out of hand? So babies, you're running out of luck. Thanks "Le petit prince"! :D

Track hurts. I'm so out of shape. Haha. We don't even run that much. Just a lot of exercising.

Oh. I can't escape you. Not yet at least.

PSYCH! APRIL FOOLS! WOOO! YEA!!! BUTTS!!!

If I'm lucky, I'll get to be in a huge ass crowd of people tomorrow. WOO!

-Allan