tee-hee-hee, if i don’t turn my sound off i am met with Tori Amos covering Jimi Hendrix at about 8:40am. This is especially fun when i hear it drift in from the other room and realize i never turned my sound off the night before. Also amusing is when ICQ launches itself five times… although i’m sure i could just make Windows run the ICQ choo-choo noise that i use to wake up.
I sometimes just have the urge to be a slut. Like, not to be a huge ‘player’ and be promiscuous with lots of unsuspecting women, but to just have people use me and then throw me away. You need someone to throw you away sometimes just so you can defend your own worth to yourself. I don’t know if i know how anymore…
So, i’m gonna give it about an hour, and then i’m gonna start randomly bashing other blogs… that always seems to work :P
Crap, i’m due for a Trio, aren’t i? I tried to get it over with yesterday but i had lost my voice the nite before in heated discussion with my mother. All of my theory and aural classes have left me basically loathing the moment where i strum my guitar and sing; out of over 100 songs that i’ve written there’s nary a one that i enjoy playing right now. Blargh. Someone please request something. Anything. Just don’t make me play my songs….
I dreamt that i got mad referrals and mentions on other sites after slamming Eminem’s performance on SNL last night. Honestly i thought he was okay, but both the performances were lacking something. “Stan” went over well with Dido there to help out, but it comes off much more trance-like on the album. And “Real Slim Shady” just felt like it totally lacked energy. Usually i’m pretty impressed with Eminem when he performs live because he raps much better out of the studio, but last night left me nonplussed.
Yesterday I reread one of my favourite books, to reign in hell. It had been out of print for years and years, and i just got an original edition despite it just coming back into print. It’s about Heaven before there was an Earth, and how Satan was really the victim in all of this. Actually, everyone is the victim, but Yaweh is a bit more in the wrong than anyone else. He says that what he does (banishing Satan, Lucifer, at al) is because of foolish pride on Satan’s part, but really it’s just worse pride on his own part. The motivations behind Heaven, Archangels, Cherubim, and animals are all witty and extremely believeable. Also, if you don’t have any religious bias at all, you’ll probably be rooting for Satan the whole time. Or, maybe that was just me, but i think he came off as much more sympathetic (‘sympathy for the devil’).
I read the book in a single sitting, and afterwards i found myself believing it was all true for a second, but i caught myself before i could pledge allegiance to the devil.