by krisis
Parties are odd for me. I cannot stay in one place or with one person; i migrate. This just contributes to the sense i have that i don’t have many very good friends who know me very well. I just can’t imagine how i would manage to sit down and pay attention to a single person for a whole night; what if there were to be someone more interesting in the next room? That’s my problem, of course, i’m always floating looking for the more interesting person, and by not making a choice i alienate myself from everyone. But, is there anyone worth sticking to? We’ll see…
My life has been reduced to such a rut of academia, work, and sleep that i am miserably left with nothing to say of any interest. No pointed barbs about my roomate or rants about the awful day i had in work… i’ve got a party to head to in about three hours… but i doubt anything will get more interesting.
Stop reading me. I’m horrible. I should wither and die from the face of the internet.
The War Against Silence essentially confirms my feelings about the Radiohead record with a slightly more informed bias behind the opinions presented in the review. I had been feeling as though i should review kid a, but i think my job’s been done for me. Anyhow, if i were to review it i’d have to stop listening to PJ Harvey…