…And I think most people who make music are very dull. And they don’t have anything interesting to say, ever, ever, ever. And you read interviews with people, and there’s nothing interesting. And you can feel the journalist trying to make them interesting… and you see people live and they’re terrible. And they have all the hype, and they win all the awards… but they’re just dreadful.”
I am going to list my pet peeves. It’s always the little things that can make your day, or completely smash and obliterate your patience to fucking pieces. For instance, the other day I got a small, plastic figurine that looked like satan out of a 50 cent machine. Happiness. Little things. But just as easily, all of these little things can bring out all of my fucking anger and make me lose my mind. Also, I’m PMSing, no one will read this, and I need to rant before I kill myself or murder someone else.
-CHEWING WITH YOUR MOUTH OPEN. ESPECIALLY IF THIS PRODUCES ABHORRENT SOUND EFFECTS.
-Leaving the lights on after you’ve left a room. Asshole. I can understand if you’ll be back in several minutes. But if not, then TURN OFF THE FUCKING LIGHTS.
-Biting and/or clipping your nails and throwing/leaving it all on the damned floor. EW! EW, EW, EW! ROT IN HELL FOR ETERNITY!!!!!!
-Dirty nails. Clean your nails or kill yourself. This is fine if you have just finished up a charcoal drawing, fixing a car, or burying a dead body. But wash your damn hands afterwards.
-Smudges and dust on my lenses. Some idiot boy fucked with my glasses in class once and received from me a nice, firm slap in the face.
-Being a passenger in an an automobile when the driver is tailgating. If the car in front of us suddenly stops, we will crash into them BECAUSE YOU DECIDED TO TAILGATE, GIVING US ZERO TIME TO SWERVE OUT OF THE WAY AND AVOID CRASHING INTO THEM. SEE HOW THAT WORKS? DO YOU SEE?
-Avoiding use of your blinker. Do you realize that this wastes people’s time? Last time I was PMSing (I lose my mind in a fit of anger during PMS) and followed someone home for not using their blinker. But that’s another story.
-Being unrealistic. Action does plenty more than simply sitting there and being hopeful. Things will not always go your way, so expecting that they will just makes your incredible amount of stupidity shine.
-Changing your mind all the damned time. Pick one, bitch.
-Using the words “swag” and/or “dank.” (only acceptable when used to mock and imitate people who say this shit.) I’ve always known the definition of dank to be “wet and musty.” Therefore you need to shut the fuck up. And swag is something you’ll never have because you are an idiot.
-Nosy. I hate nosiness. I don’t care about who is dating who. I don’t care about why the neighbors called the cops. I don’t care because it’s none of my business. People stick their faces into another’s business because their own lives are too boring and inadequate.
-Pretending to give a fuck. For example: Joseph Kony and the Invsible Children. The majority of people I know re-posted that stupid video… and forgot about it 3 days later. I knew it would happen. I was already disgusted that no one knew about Kony in the first place, when I’m the one that lives under a rock. Stop pretending to be a good person and join my club of assholes that don’t give a fuck, and don’t intend on doing so.
-Intended illiteracy. “Do yoo heer dat? Dats karmuh catchin ^ 2 yew!” ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME. I know you can spell better than that, bitch. Why would you write like this on purpose? I don’t care if it’s just facebook. First graders are showing you up.
-Answering my question by reciprocating my question. Me: “Well what do you want?” Other Bitch wasting my time: “Well what do you want?” You know what I want. I want you to give me an answer that doesn’t lead our conversation into absolutely nowhere.
I felt guilty for posting something I’d posted here before. Even if there were only about 200 people following me on Tumblr then as opposed to 55,000 now.
So here is a Lomo photo I took of Amanda one morning in a hotel room. It’s the smile that gets me every time.
(I have many rolls of Lomo film to get developed. You would be amazed at how many of the photos are Amanda in the morning. No, you wouldn’t would you?)
This is where I spent my weekend. San Luis Obispo is one of the prettiest places I’ve ever been. This park is full of pretty ducks and geese and other birds I really don’t know the name of. There’s a playground in front of the lake close to here and I conquered the jungle gym, swings, and seesaw with two of my favorite people. The day before, we went to a drive-in movie theater and the beach. Good to spend time in the more beautiful parts of California before I move to Europe.
