Current mood:	crappy
Current music:	Sufjan Stevens - Come On! Feel The Illinoise!

Who would like some cuban sushi?
Who knows what to say?

In the word of David Bowie "Ch..ch..ch..ch..changes!!!"

Yosi is leaving to San Francisco at the end of the month. Nick is over in Germany for a month. Lisa has been gone for about a month and a half now... Mants hasn't had practice in about a month. Me and Alan decided to start a classic rock cover band.. we don't have a name yet, but we'll be doing stuff like The Kinks, Yes, Rush, Steely Dan, Pink Floyd, Beatles, Beach Boys, Boston, Rolling Stones, CSNY, Aerosmith, Led Zeppelin, maybe Bowie, not completely sure yet, but it's going to be a lot of fun... the things we disagree on playing are kind of funny, though.. I don't know if he wants to play any Pink Floyd, but I'm going to force at least one song on the group.. no one else wants to do 'Don't Fear The Reaper'.. that's a fucking classic! and the breakdown in the middle has to be one of the best ever and then it kicks back in and it's fucking crazy! fucking hell.

I've seen so many movies in the past month.. Murderball, March of the Penguins, War of the Worlds, Wedding Crashers, Hustle & Flow, Charlie & The Chocolate Factory, The Machinist, Explorers, Seed Of Chucky, Aparajito, Around The Bend, A Dirty Shame, The Assassination of Richard Nixon, Jump Tomorrow, Batman Begins, The Devil's Rejects, Scent of a Woman, The Island, Mr. & Mrs. Smith, Must Love Dogs and I'm sure I'm leaving a couple out... wow wow.. look at all the money I'm giving to the Hollywood machine. Dog shit hell!

Just to catch up on old news.

April 2005: I went and saw M83 in DC with Leah, Tom, Yosi and Rachel. And I think I permanently injured my finger on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial at 2 in the morning. Needless to say, I loved DC, my friends and the drive up there.

May 2005: I turned 25. Fucking shit ass stank.

June 2005: Mants opens for Travis Morrison. People get stabbed. Fucked up show.

July 2005: Everyone leaves. I find myself in a fiery encased tube of chocolate ice cream and fat. And I don't know if it's just me, but when I rub that area where the soul patch goes really hard and then smell my finger, it smells weird. But it could just be my stank self.

I think I have to stop watching movies, computers and tvs and get outta dodge.

feelings are weird, aren't they?