ich bin ein auslander

Today I’m seriously fighting a case of the crankies. I overslept, and was greeted with a number of annoying emails which I must say I responded to in a fairly knee-jerk fashion, and now I’m having to kiss ass to make up for it. Definately one of those days where the less human contact I have, the better.

Oh well. Onwards and upwards.

as per usual, then.

anyway, went over to the MONSTERS show at the sixspace or whatever the hell they call it. check out blogging.la for the scoop. twas quite alright. can’t beat a night out with bob in the suit. jason was there, had a good time with him, and dragged the skeelster and ej with me. took an exit about the time the “fashion show” started… i may have been goth once, but even then i knew goth and fashion didn’t really get along. headed back westside and spent the rest of the evening at the brand new 3rd street promendade barney’s beanery, where wendy joined us. all the same beers, yet more crappy people. going to stick with the hollywood one from now on.

night all. cd burn update - working through meat beat manifesto. i’ve got quite a lot of those.

My jaw hurts from chewing nicotine gum 24/7. In between fits of slamming my head repeatedly into my desk to keep myself from walking down to the liquor store, i’m coughing up large chunks of black tar. Perhaps Dubya should consider mining my lungs rather than heading off to Alaska.

At any rate, I have noticed a difference, and I’m not fiending quite so badly now. I don’t stink. I’m not coughing as much, other than the aforementioned lung revenge rejection process. The bike and ellipticals are easier.

Anyway, I’ve gotten up to Massive Attack on the big burn project. It’s strange to see all my music listed in iTunes. It was much easier to forget about and keep hidden certain guilty pleasures when it was just one lone CD in a massive library. Now things like En Vogue and Kylie Minogue just kind of leap right out of the iTunes listings… sigh.