You seriously have to see this movie. I'd try to explain it to you, but it defies explanation. And since when is bagpipe music erotic?

Here's what's been bothering me as of late: I used to care about things. Relationships, politics, the future, my bank account, being somewhat successful...all of these used to hold some importance in my life.

I have found over the past year that I have no motivation to move forward. Moving forward is not the same as getting out of a situation, mind you, which I want desperately. But the very adjectives that used to propel me, or at least nudge me, to wake up every morning and "fight the good fight" now seem monumental tasks that I haven't the knowledge or energy to approach effectively. It's all so fucking pointless. I can't change things, and I seriously doubt you can either. People don't change, the world doesn't change, no matter what good intentions or rationales we give. So why bother?

Remember that whole "Gen X" thing that folks got such a hard-on for about ten years ago? Yeah, it's like that. I know the "misanthropic-quasi-liberal-do-gooder" thing gets damn old...I live it after all.

Rawk, y'all...

Song of the day: "A Favor House Atlantic" - Coheed and Cambria.

I have reluctantly contributed growth to this pithy economy by sort of purchasing a car this week. It's a 2001 Honda Accord. It's nice, or so I'm told. I haven't actually seen it, but I'm going to pick it up tomorrow. Now I have mostly reliable transportation, but more importantly, I have to finally let go of my prized Whitey Mazda. Oh, sad day! Whitey and I have been through some times...let me tell you. I guess I'm going to donate it to some charitable organization, because in reality it's a fine automobile, and desperately loyal and all that stuff you look for in a...dog, I guess. But, it's not practical to have an auto on it's last leg rotting in your garage.



On the brighter side of things, I'm going to see Weird Al again next Friday. This will be the second time this year, and I'm muy excited. I have been pre-concerting for the past month by watching videos and celebrating his entire catalogue. If he plays "Living With a Hernia", it should be dedicated to me.

"Too much bad pain
Good gawd, drives me insane
Can't run, barely crawl
Got a bulge in my intestinal wall
Walk real funny, bless my soul
Can't play tennis and it's hard to bowl
You can't even do the splits now...Better call it quits now
I'm sick of all this dancin' anyhow..."

Song of the day: "A Small Victory" - Faith No More.