What about those days, well I hate to say this, that you feel like something isn't right, or something is different? They come and go. We learn to love those days and despise them. That's nature.
I sat in the snow yesterday wondering, "How does this come about, man?" Have you ever felt that way? Like something is too beautiful to be real, or you just don't want to believe it. Well, I began to think of it like this:
You don't want to believe it because people in our society always look for a fucking problem. Stop looking, I swear to Hamlet, a problem will find its way into your life. I know it.
Also, snowboarding is ridiculously hard, if you try it just keep in mind that your ass will be pink like Jiggly Puff and will hurt like a bitch. I had fun though, it's really something everyone should try. And once you have the basics down, it's all fun from there :).
During the drive to Wrightwood, I listened to the new Airborne Toxic Event song called "Changing". They are undoubtably one of my favorite bands and not one of their songs have disappointed me, and I love when bands stick to their original style instead of throwing around foreign beats willy nilly in their new album. It's definitely the worst when one of the best bands known to my ipod turns into a instrumental cluster fuck after their first release or two. Really? And one of the bands that have done that recently is The Killers. I was pissed when I heard Day & Age for the first time. Sam's Town was an extraordinary piece of tunes and nothing beats Hot Fuss, but Day & Age had like two good songs and the rest fell flat. The brings me to the word of the day, sell-out.
A sell-out is a person or band that plays into mass media just for money and the general public's hugs and kisses. They do this to piss off the fans who possess true music loving and nurturing capacity. If you seek a amazing band with countless records and have never fed from the sell-out hand, listen to The Cure. That's good music.
I want hot chocolate, peace.
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