i don't know what i was doing this whole time while everyone else was blogging their little hearts out. i have tons to say to the world, dammit. i guess i was just busy and all before.
so i've done a good bit of introducing myself and where i'm coming from so far. i've been dropping the literary bombs and been rocking the depression tip with all my ailments and coincidences (brian just told me that he found a coince for me-i was watching all these history channel things on the deveil last night and it turns out that yesterday was 3-6, 3-6 mafia won an oscar, and the PA lottery number was 666. while this doesn't usually qualify, i figured i'd throw it up anyway). by the way, you don't really have to read all those college essays i put up. those were mainly just to prove that i kinda know what i'm talking about when it comes to early 20th century literary philosophy.
but i've done enough of that and i want to get to music now. you people deserve to hear about what i've been listening to. i should probably start with publishing a list of everything floating around my computer. it would be ridiculous, of course, but it might also paint a better picture of my tastes before i start writing. damn, i wish i had that list for every music journalist i've encountered. stay tuned for that and, i promise, i'll finally start writing about music. it'll probably be something i downloaded today: she wants revenge, vhs or beta, hot chip, the editors, leftover crack, of montreal's latest, or this daniel johnston tribute. and you'll love it and be informed. so bip bip bop blah.
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