I'm at work right now. Blogging. Wrapped in a warm blanket and drinking mint cocoa. Listening to the new My Chemical Romance single, "Na Na Na." Catchy, no? I'm actually more excited for this album upon listening to this single than I was after hearing the whole of The Black Parade. This is still one of my favorite bands. I will never lose my fangirlish-ness for MCR. I don't see it happening. The video.
Anyway, I need to go do work in a few minutes. Morning portables. I am incapable, it seems, of thinking/typing in full sentences tonight.
I was reading through some of my shorts I've posted on here. There are a hundred more where those came from, but I'm not happy with any of them, really. There's maybe four or five of them I would be comfortable letting people I know and trust read, but other than that, I feel that they're all trash. Trash with excellent grammar.
Korn is on MTV. Suddenly it's 2000, and this is what the world of MTV is telling me is cool. I believe them and find it cool as well. Hurm. Well, you live and learn.
As for my musical tastes lately, it's been a rotating loop of Dresden Dolls (getting to see them live next month is going to be one of my favorite nights, I'm sure), MCR, Brand New, La Dispute, Gaslight, and Frank Turner. Seriously, I feel like these people are in my head sometimes. It's scary, but it also lets me know I'm not alone. This work schedule is hard for me and Jason both, but it's something we have to deal with. We're up to the challenge. Music is filling in the gaps when I'm alone. Xbox 360 and Rob is filling in Jason's free time. They're like a couple of old ladies antiquing all the time.
My record collection is growing. The last few additions were a Frank Turner/Tim Barry split, "Try This at Home" 7", High Violet by the National, and Planet of Ice reissue by Minus the Bear. All are being thoroughly enjoyed at 33 RPM. (We're never going home until the sun says we're finished.)
I couldn't help myself.
"Louder than god's revolver and twice as shiny."
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