Thursday, April 10, 2008

When a man is tired of London, he is tired of life.

"Why, Sir, you find no man, at all intellectual, who is willing to leave London. No, Sir, when a man is tired of London, he is tired of life; for there is in London all that life can afford."
-Samuel Johnson


Ugh I need to be there right now. There is really nothing here for me. Absolutely nothing. I'm growing increasingly tired of the things/places/people/whatnots that use to bring me joy and or some sense of happiness. I just need a change of scenery/new scene in general for a while. I'll come back I promise. Life is so routine. Class, work, show, class, work, show, class, work, show, class, work, show, class, work, show, class, work, show... The only good part about that is obviously the "shows".
It's kinda like a traveling circus. These people come and they're different and exciting and intriguing. And as fast as they come, they leave just as fast. So that's only about 2-3 hours out of the grind then it's back to the same ol same ol.

"We gotta get out while we're young, 'cause tramps like us, baby we were born
to run"
-Bruce Springsteen

Whatever it is I do, I gotta do it now or sometime soon. I've got 2 more years of this "freedom" then it's off to the hustle and grind. Hopefully the 9 to 5 won't be too bad, but still. I need to meet him and we need to go away for a while. Just for a while. To that place that's just ours. I've been patiently waiting for that ringmaster to invite me to jo
in the circus. But I'm getting restless.

"My actions are dictated by the phase of the moon"
-The Raconteurs


Boo on The Raconteurs for not coming to Georgia. Honestly, they're one of those bands on my list of bands that I need to see. Here's a few more:
Led Zeppelin
Robert Plant
The White Stripes

Taking Back Sunday
The Strokes

The Horrors
Dirty Pretty Things
Arctic Monkeys
Babyshambles(or just Pete)
Red Hot Chili Peppers
Incubus
Manic Street Preachers
Klaxons
Mark Ronson


In other news, I got a bunny. Not the one I wanted, but he's just as cute. He's called Chewbacca. Chewy for short. He peed on me. I guess he likes me. Or he was just scared. I'll make myself feel better and go for the liking.

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