Ophelia

I am still very, very sick. I rarely get sick so when I do, it (for a lack of a better verb) rapes me. I half dozed off in almost all of my classes today. My parents never let me stay home when I'm sick so I couldn't rest. Okay, maybe they did like once or twice when I physically couldn't pick myself off the floor, but never for a cold or anything that doesn't mean I might die.

On a lighter note, I've become addicted to Patapon. News at nine.

I just got an IM which made me somewhat angry. I'm am absolutely amazed at how big of an asshole certain people are. Said person (not the one IMing me) wants to get paid to tech FADE, but not actually have to work or do anything and can just "come and go" as he pleases, but still charge for everything. This is coming from a guy who dropped out of the show a few days ago. Fuck him. Who the hell does he think he is? Fuck. I really hope no one running the show thinks that's a good idea. I'll lose respect for everyone involved in the show if that goes.

I'm still a little shocked anyone would even ask for something like that.

At what point does your ego just grow so big that you can convince yourself you can do that? That it's OKAY for you to do whatever the fuck it is you like and everyone else is suppose to just bend over and take it?

Do you shoot people for a living? Call me.

-Allan

Remember Me When You're Shaving Your Legs

It is 2009 after all...

I'm pretty sick right now. Just one day before school starts again. I am a fucking genius! WOO! I feel like hell. I wanna go to sleep, but I can't when I actually try. This just ends up in me wasting hours laying in bed doing nothing.

My grandma (the awesome one) gave me a container filled with coins today. She said there was about twenty bucks in there. That's one of the weirder things I've been given in a while.

I watched a couple of videos of Les Pauls being made at the Gibson factory (because I'm that much of a dork). It made replacing the bridge and stuff look real easy. Haha. I only say this because the previous owner managed to wipe off most of the gold paint on parts of my Lo's bridge (sweaty hands? maybe?) and some of the gold paint bubbled. I'm probably not gonna do anything. I don't wanna break a nice guitar.

Well, I still feel like shit. Feel bad for me. Now!

Have a good Easter?

-Allan

All The World's A Stage

Here's where setting my priorities straight kicks in.

So there's a show every year (since they started doing it) at my school put together by out resident dance troupe, FADE. What FADE is basically is a bunch of girls who spend a ton of money to choreograph some silly dance moves and on costumes then parade around for like two days. I mean, they're not complete shit so I shouldn't talk smack about them, but they do waste quite a bit of money. Fast forward, fast forward. As a techie, being able to tech FADE is an opportunity to make a good amount of cash since you can charge for the most bullshit things and the school will pay you. Also a chance for creepers to stare at girls while they change backstage. Awesome right? Sure. It's great. It's even better if they told you they don't fucking need your help until the very last minute. "Oh, can you show up at 11 tomorrow? We also have practice from 6pm to 10pm for the first half of this coming week. You can make it right?" I took a lot of shit for doing Footloose. I haven't quite recovered from that since all my teachers are still not down with me helping out with all these shows. So yea. My immediate answer was "Fuck. No." A lot of people have dropped from the show. Techies, dancers, creepy molesters. I don't care enough about FADE to work for it. Sorry. You can easily find someone else to take your bullshit.

I probably will end up doing it though if they can't find a replacement techie. I'm apparently the last competent one that hasn't dropped from the show. I don't trust even the smallest tasks with the freshmen techies. They break body parts (i.e. BOTH ARMS RIGHT BEFORE A PLAY) and leave equipment turned on over-night even though their only job is to listen to what we tell them to do and do that one task.

Blah blah blah.

Fuck it. I'm running away. You'll never find me and I am most definitely not the disheveled homeless man in your closet.

Good morning.

-Allan

Vass

Dear TV shows,

Can you like please not suck? Or at least just more Summer Glau without the weird, destroyed terminator face. Haha.

Well, I can't blame the people who make these shows. I'm the one who seeks out the worst shows on TV and watch them religiously.

Okay.

My throat hurts right now. Probably had something to do with that patty melt I made. Probably not. I'm not that bad a cook...

MY NEW FAVORITE CONDIMENT:

Honey mustard!

I like it. Shut up.

Can this post be more disjointed? Hell yea it can.

Spring break is almost over. Poop. I haven't done anything exciting. Test a bunch of computers then realize I really hate computers. Not much else. I never do anything exciting. MAKE ME DO SOMETHING EXCITING!!!!!!!

-Allan

I Get Paid To Breathe. Hooray For Me.

Hello.

(Insert things I have to say)

Goodbye.

-Allan

We need a classier title for a post like this

These people are known as The Honey Trees. They're my new find of the day. If you're down with stuff like Eisley, you'd really like this band. If you like girl fronted bands, you'll have a fucking ball. I've also made it so you can just conveniently click that picture and end up at a myspace page where you can get a taste for what they sound like. Aren't I nice?

I found out about them from this awesome blog that has a ton of music up for cheap music fans like me to download. Not gonna promote the blog though since I don't wanna be caught advocating them (not that enough people read this thing for it to be a problem). They also have a ton of screamo (a very generic term for screaming music in my book) stuff. Sure, I'm super down with screaming when done tastefully (it can happen). I'm just not down with all the screamo bands who all sound the exact same, dress the exact same, have identical looking members, and all have a stupid band name involving killing a girl (i.e. Hannah, Catherine, Gwen, etc.) or doing something equally horrible to a girl or something involving blood or burning something down. They also not ashamed to push their merch in your face with 8 billion banners on their freakin' myspaces.

I realized a super suck at changing guitar strings. That and I keep telling myself I can't fuck up because it's a really nice guitar and that makes me nervous and I end up doing worse. I didn't even have to change strings really. I just don't like the way the previous guy strung em and I'm super picky about that kinda stuff. I do it the Justin Sandercoe way (which if I tried to explain, would make this post even longer) and I normally do a good job. That and I keep thinking the strings are slipping because the damn thing won't stay in tune. It's a four year old guitar and a freakin' Les Paul so it shouldn't have that problem yet. Things seem to stay in tune better now, but maybe it's all placebo.

"MORE GUITAR TALK! WE WANT MORE TALKING ABOUT GUITARS LIKE YOU KNOW WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT!!!"

I love you too disembodied voice I occasionally use to spice up these posts.

So I'm really close to pulling a Radiohead. What that means is I'm about to just cut up all the bits and pieces of various "songs", put them in a hat, draw out lines at random, put it all together, and say that Kurt Cobain was my biggest influence when none of it makes sense. I probably have enough stuff written down to produce at least three songs that way. Or.... I let the fuckers change until I can't stand writing the same old thing for months and give up. Or I can actually live life a bit more, go out and date older women, develop a drinking problem, hurt a bunch of friends, go to New York City, follow more people into the dark, and come out a changed man with a bunch of things to write about. Hahaha.

Sleep very tight.

-Allan

Also....

If you live in/near one of these cities, go. Go for the good of mankind.

-Allan