Elliott Smith - Say Yes

I'm in love with the world through the eyes of a girl
Who's still around the morning after
We broke up a month ago and I grew up I didn't know
I'd be around the morning after
It's always been wait and see
A happy day and then you pay
And feel like shit the morning after
But now I feel changed around and instead of falling down
I'm standing up the morning after
Situations get fucked up and turned around sooner or later
And I could be another fool or an exception to the rule
You tell me the morning after
Crooked spin can't come to rest
I'm damaged bad at best
She'll decide what she wants
I'll probably be the last to know
No one says until it shows and you see how it is
They want you or they don't
Say yes
I'm in love with the world through the eyes of a girl
Who's still around the morning after


Sometimes these songs are too perfect.

More gadgety nonsense

To your left, you'll see something useless.
But really cool. Thanks Last.fm.
In other news...things have been insane this week. MechE design review, exam, conclave, and me being myself: persistent. I couldn't possibly leave things be. Not after everything that's happened.

I don't know how this sounds, but I can't stop thinking about you.

Oh God Oh Hell No

I just installed the Facebook Toolbar.
And thus starts my downward spiral into social networking purgatory.

And just in time for Valentine's.

My total ska-metal theme song

Dog Fashion Disco - Siddhis

Beyond myself I perceive my own ability
And through these wormholes
I’ve searched inside and out of me
I’m not exactly what I’d like to be
So I suffocate my siddhis
Gain momentum once again
Tell myself don’t ever let them drag you down

I come to realize that flesh and bone is meaningless
When all your feeling inside is constant emptiness
I’m not exactly what I’d like to be
So I suffocate my siddhis
Gain momentum once again
Tell myself don’t ever let them drag you down

I’ll take the pain and wish you all away
I’ll take the blame and wish you all away

I don't know why this is such a good theme song for me at this point in my life, but it truly, truly is.

Karma

I have at least some belief in the notion of karma.
But I highly doubt it works in such an ordered way as we'd believe.
I work hard and tax my sanity, and it's hard to push through when I'm so early in the semester.
But I do work hard and honest to get through it.
The best karma can seem to do is remind me that there's always someone else who's worse off.
The world has a sick sense of humor.

Caffeine

So, last night was our Jazz Cafe here at AEPi. I get kind of tired at this event every semester, so I caved and had a cup of strong espresso. This, after three weeks of no caffeine, and the month before that drinking only tea occasionally. After the event, I crawled into bed. My head was so wired I could not possibly fall asleep, but my body was so exhausted that I could barely roll over.
It was an experience.
I'm going back to abstaining from all caffeine, and this time I mean it. Things get way too messed up in my head when I'm under the influence of caffeine.

In other news, I'm going to be writing again! After a character of mine died a gory death in our current campaign yesterday, I'm now going to be sidelining it to write a new Cyberpunk campaign that takes place in the old reliable, Night City. In my opinion, it should be really interesting.

Speaking of interesting, I started reading Transmetropolitan this morning. So far, it's really good.

Lyrically, the best song ever

Dead Kennedys - Too Drunk To Fuck

Went to a party
I danced all night
I drank 16 beers
And I started up a fight

But now I am jaded
You're out of luck
I'm rolling down the stairs
Too drunk to fuck

Too drunk to fuck
Too drunk to fuck
Too drunk, to fuck
I'm too drunk, too drunk, too drunk
To fuck

I like your stories
I love your gun
Shooting out truck tires
Sounds like loads and loads of fun

But in my room
Wish you were dead
You ball like the baby
In Eraserhead

Too drunk to fuck
Too drunk to fuck
Too drunk, to fuck
It's all I need right now
Too drunk to fuck

Too drunk to fuck
Too drunk to fuck
Too drunk, to fuck
I'm sick soft gooey and cold
Too drunk to fuck

I'm about to drop
My head's a mess
The only salvation is
I'll never see you again

You give me head
It makes it worse
Take out your fuckin' retainer
Put it in your purse

I'm too drunk to fuck
You're to drunk to fuck
Too drunk to fuck
It's all I need right now Oh baby
I'm melting like an ice cream bar
Oh baby

And now I got diarrhea
Too drunk to fuck

Me and my brother used to speed through Concord in the Celica, windows down, blasting this song and singing along. The one time we blitzed the center, I could have sworn we were going to get pulled over, from the looks we got. Oh MAN.

I have to say it

Rolls-Royce is a publicly traded company. Their stock symbol is RYCEY.

Am I the only one who finds this hilarious?

Mike Patton has my brain in a jar in San Jose

Mr. Bungle - My Ass is On Fire

Impotence
Boomerang
I'll stab you

Clumps of hair
In the sink
Who's hiding
Things from me?

You knew all along, goddammit
But you wouldn't tell me
Well, look at you now

It's not funny, my ass is on fire
Paraplegic, inhuman liar

Carve a smile
On your face
Everything's great
Suffocate

It's beyond my control...I'm coming!

Boo
Redundant...
Boring

The Atomic Bitchwax

I have discovered a new band. They are called The Atomic Bitchwax. They are off the hook.
Their self-titled album made it onto Jalopnik's Top Ten Driving Albums, and with a name like that, I had to check it out. They are, describably, psychedelic blues metal. Song structure is similar to many psychedelic rock outfits, with rock song elements punctuated by meandering solos and some aural elements generally associated with "stoner" music. But, above all this, they kick ass, and they kick it hard.
I'd have to say listen to it. If you're more interested in jam bands and that kind of stuff, this may be what gets you into harder stuff. I'd also heartily recommend it to fans of Clutch. The overall sound on the first album reminded me of Blast Tyrant, in a good way.