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Apr. 7th, 2007 04:15 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Ok, I have a confession to make... I sing along to Heart's Crazy On You while playing it on Guitar Hero 2. Loudly. And poorly. While we're at it, I do the same to Danzig's Mother and for some bizarre reason Kansas' Carry On My Wayward Son. Whew. I feel so much better for admitting that.
I'm so ridiculously bad at this game. I keep expecting that my performance is setting off some sort of alarm in a rock star secret hideout and any second Rancid are going to kick down the door and rough me up for what I've been subjecting Salvation to. Or maybe Iron Maiden. Or Matthew Sweet. Actually, I'm pretty sure I could take Matthew Sweet. I fear the inevitable gruesome appearance of Nirvana complete with headless zombie Kurt Cobain though. What? Too soon?
Anyway, despite the occasional fun in digital form, this week has been spectacularly meh. I sort of wish I could just turn myself off any day I don't have plans. Which is most days really. In a surprising turn of events, I actually finished more books than I purchased in the past week... Though only if you don't count packages from Amazon in transit. Also, strangely for the past two days I've been experiencing very mild visual hallucinations. Just things sort of blurring and shifting about. I haven't the foggiest what it might be, but it's sort of amusing me.
Tonight I go to a dumpling party. And then probably New Wave City. And the next zillion weekends are the orgy of April to June birthdays. Whee.
Oh, anyone want to make plans to see Grindhouse sometime this week? That's a movie(s) that really seems like it might benefit from seeing it with a group of people. Preferably while inebriated. Doubt I can wait for it to get to the Parkway though.
Edit: Oh, and I meant to ask, have any of my fantasy reading nerd friends somehow managed to not have started the Malazan series yet? Because if so 1) I look at you pityingly and 2) I've got a spare copy of the first one, Gardens of The Moon if anyone wants it.
I'm so ridiculously bad at this game. I keep expecting that my performance is setting off some sort of alarm in a rock star secret hideout and any second Rancid are going to kick down the door and rough me up for what I've been subjecting Salvation to. Or maybe Iron Maiden. Or Matthew Sweet. Actually, I'm pretty sure I could take Matthew Sweet. I fear the inevitable gruesome appearance of Nirvana complete with headless zombie Kurt Cobain though. What? Too soon?
Anyway, despite the occasional fun in digital form, this week has been spectacularly meh. I sort of wish I could just turn myself off any day I don't have plans. Which is most days really. In a surprising turn of events, I actually finished more books than I purchased in the past week... Though only if you don't count packages from Amazon in transit. Also, strangely for the past two days I've been experiencing very mild visual hallucinations. Just things sort of blurring and shifting about. I haven't the foggiest what it might be, but it's sort of amusing me.
Tonight I go to a dumpling party. And then probably New Wave City. And the next zillion weekends are the orgy of April to June birthdays. Whee.
Oh, anyone want to make plans to see Grindhouse sometime this week? That's a movie(s) that really seems like it might benefit from seeing it with a group of people. Preferably while inebriated. Doubt I can wait for it to get to the Parkway though.
Edit: Oh, and I meant to ask, have any of my fantasy reading nerd friends somehow managed to not have started the Malazan series yet? Because if so 1) I look at you pityingly and 2) I've got a spare copy of the first one, Gardens of The Moon if anyone wants it.