Blargh

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

(Okay, it's really not that bad...)

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

(I just wanted to have this paper done hours ago... and it's sort of still without a thesis. And kind of two pages short. And kind of not organized.)

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

(The shouting represents my powerlessness against too-high standards.)

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

(I had a weird dream last night that involved saving some sort of fish from having to swim in a dinner plate... this was slightly after discovering I was part of some sort of underwater adventuring team, though I was the odd one out because I was unfortunate enough to have been given the breathing apparatus that didn't work (it was sort of like a lottery) so I ended up in this attic/cabin with this weird little boy that reminded me of someone from Mushishi. Anyway, as I gave this fish water in the sink it came back to life for a bit, then sort of died again, and while I wasn't paying attention it turned into this strange orange sugar-cane crab (like those exist). It had really cute eyes, though, so I was taking pictures of it, but I couldn't get the camera to focus and my roomie kept sticking her face in front of the camera and looking surprised. The scary part is, I can trace almost every element of the latter part of this dream back to real life things. Including a dream my roomie had the night before last. And there... now this entry is more than just complaining and screaming.

And I want one of those crabs now. I'm going to have to invent them. They're cute.)

(P.S. GAH! Wikipedia! Leave me alone! How did you trick me into sitting here reading about Regulus Black? Seriously!)

P.P.S. DONE! Finished at 3:23, caught the 3:30 bus, ran to the bookstore and bought the folder and envelope I needed, ran to Harper (3:40), fell up the steps, ran to the USITE lab (3:47), printed everything (3:51), briefly forgot where Rosenwald was (3:54), found Rosenwald (3:55), waited ungodly long for elevator, got on elevator (3:58), turned in paper on fourth floor (4:00). Two more papers to go! Ahhh!

Ganging Up on the Sun

Dearest Guster,

I miss the congos! ;_; I miss them to the point that I've used an emoticon, which I never do in entries. Brian, dearie, I know they kill your hands, but I am selfish. I miss the congos. It's just not the same with normal drums, it really isn't. I know I didn't mind on Keep it Together much, but I think the drums in this are higher in the mix, and now it just sounds too normal. There were some hand-played drums on KiT, at least. Please bring back the hand-drums/interesting percussion, they are a large part of what I love you for.

Broken heart, sad face,
evilhippo

P.S. You're right, though, the video for One Man Wrecking Machine is cool, and the song itself makes me oddly nostalgic. Though not nearly as badly as Backyard did.

P.P.S. I'm an airhead. There they are in Lightning Rod. See, this is where a second listen comes in handy. Still. Too many songs with plain drums. In fact, I'm going with all but this song have stick-played drums. Psh, Brian. Who are you and what have you done with the Thunder God? Have you died and been replaced with a double? Are they trying to cover it up? You're the only one holding a pillow in the Lost and Gone Forever insert, omg! Tell me it isn't so!

Of course, this doesn't mean that it isn't worth giving Ganging Up on the Sun a listen (in fact, there you have a link for a streaming version of the entire album)... and this doesn't mean that I'm not looking forward to owning it come June 20th. When I will be home, and my worst stress will probably be popcorn-related. And I'm sure in time it will grow on me more. The album... not the popcorn. I don't think popcorn will ever grow on me.