Archive for September, 2009
I just downloaded the iTunes LP of Crash Love and fell in love with AFI all over again. I went to the “Despair Faction” section. Clicked the link, and was met with a huge long list of names, places, and join dates. I looked for myself. First under “Shinjini” and then my real name. “Eric. [ READ MORE ]
In which Eric makes a monstrous post and reviews AFI's new album Crash Love and babbles on about life in general[ READ MORE ]
Here I am, once again, sitting in front of my computer, pretending to do homework, and listening to music that gives me a sore throat. Today, I stopped to listen to the mechanical click of my watch. It makes a whirring sound when you reset the timer. Sort of like a purring cat. I probably [ READ MORE ]
I drink so much tea that it’s strange that I have yet to wax poetic about my love for the stuff. Since I am prone to malicious brevity, here are my thoughts on the subject presented in a clear, concise manner. I was going to write a sonnet, but that required too much effort. Tea [ READ MORE ]
The problem with confessions is that they’re definite. They provide a concrete answer. Keeping secrets tend to allow for hope. Hope can be ridiculous. Deep down, you know there is none, but as long as you don’t have an outright response to your confession, you can keep dreaming. it happens all the time. You get [ READ MORE ]
Okay. A couple of things today. First and foremost, Vita called. They re-scoped Figaro’s nose and the mass in there is nearly gone. It is not a tumour. It was probably a granuloma from repeated irritation. Fuck, yes. He doesn’t have to go to the hospital. He doesn’t have to get surgery. I squeaked when [ READ MORE ]