Thank Me With Your Hands

The past 24 hours of my life have been filled with nothing but confusion and frustration. Misunderstandings and arguments.

It has sucked, to say the least.

After an evening filled with wonderful dinner, deserts, wine and conversation, I make a phone call to talk to someone I care about. All I get are the same problems I've faced with every other girl I've faced over the past year and a half.

Questions about a friendship. Questions about feelings.

Apparently, this has been an issue that has been bothering her for a while. I thought this was an issue that wasn't an issue. A problem other girls have had with me, but something I thought was different this time.

Why can't girls get over a guy and a girl being friends?

Blah.

If I know you, call me.

It is Officially Official

I don't know what to say about this now. I know I retracted my previous statement about being unimpressed with the line up. I am, officially, impressed. There are a good 20 bands I have yet and would love to see. I am pretty sure I am going to swing through Indio for a few days before heading off down under.

On a different note, last night was a complete shit show at work. I may only be shift leader on Monday nights, but it is still hard for me to believe that they put me in charge of anything. Even on the slowest night.

Pile Of Gold

Less than 24 hours later, Coachella has released the second (preliminary) confirmed line up. I retract the statement I made in the last post.

New additions: The New Pornographers, Peter Bjorn and John, Junior Boys, The Rapture, Justice, CSS, MSTRKRFT, Tokyo Police Club, (motherfuckin') SpankRock.... and a ton more.

Read about here

The new plan: Vancouver--->Coachella--->Australia. We'll see if it happens.

The Greatest

Happy Birthday Chan Marshall

So today is a weird day. I woke up and decided that I needed to listen to Cat Power on the way to work, but then get home and find out that it is Chan's birthday. Weird as hell I tell you. Not only that, but they released the first confirmed lineup for Coachella today. Read about it Here.

So far, I am completely unimpressed with the line up. I know that is still months away and that 50 more bands will be announced, but honestly. The Chilli Peppers? I've seen a lot of the announced bands already and of the ones I haven't I only, really, would love to see Interpol or Bjork.

Meh, it's still early and I still don't know if I'm going to go there before Australia. Hell, nobody knows about this yet.

Living Proof

I just came home from the greatest sushi place in the world. It is my new favourite, but I don't even know the name of it. It's special though. Maybe I'll take you there one day.

It was a nice little change of pace from the stir-fry's and sandwiches I've been eating as of late. Not that there is anything wrong with that. I enjoy a nice sandwich as much as the next guy, but a man can only take so much of the same food before he goes criminally insane. I think maybe that is why guys cheat.

Having sex with the same girl is like eating the same sandwich over and over again. Day after day after day. Like I said before, not that there is anything wrong with that, but every once and a while a guy just needs a different sandwich. Or a different meal altogether.

Today I felt like sushi.

Currently Listening To: New Young Pony Club - Descend

Rambling Man

This blog has become less and less a piece of my every day life over the past few months. It's a weird wave really. Up and down and up and down. Lots of posting and then none. I don't think this directly correlates to the amount of work I've been doing or how busy I have been. I think it directly correlates to how I feel about the state of my life.

If I'm going through a hard time or trying to reach out to someone, I come on here and just write. I also come on here to write if things are going perfectly fine in my life. If I want to come on here and gloat, I do. Without fail. The thing is that lately, over the past few months, my life has been stagnant.

Work, as much as I hate it, is going better than ever.

The girlfriend, as much as I still don't know if I should have one, is perfect.

Travel plans are all falling into place.

Nothing has really changed though. I haven't had anything to report besides the fact that I sat down in Yale Town today for lunch and ran into a friend I hadn't seen since highschool. I went to the sex show and had a drunk (ex) stripper try to pick me up and had a different girl talk to me about how she's a squirter whose personal record was eight feet.

What I have realized over these past few months is that, I'm never really happy staying in one place. Sure, I am happy staying at home and watching a movie. Yet, I am only truly happy when I'm in my car with a friend traveling somewhere new or somewhere old. Just as long as it's somewhere different.

The Dashboard Is Melting

I don't like techno. However, I have been rocking the shit out of the semi-new Justice and SabastiAn albums as of late. I don't know what it is really. The inner hipster or the fact that I suddenly turned into a sweaty european kid. Whatever it is, they are coming here in March (the day before TV on the motherfuckin' Radio). My weekend is completely planned three months early.

I also don't like Face Book. I joined that peice of shit because everyone talks about it and people like you send nonstop emails asking me to be your "friend." Face book can blow me.

Lastly, I don't like the fact that my plan to leave town without anyone knowing is starting to collapse. Everyone seems to know now. They don't know when though, so maybe I'll just do what I do at parties and just show up for a while and then leave without warning. I do know how to make an exit.

Currently Listening To: Clap Your Hands Say Yeah - Some Loud Thunder

PS - I love you.

Nothing Is The Only Thing

It's now 1 am Thursday morning. I work in a few hours and by all means should be in bed sleeping while I have the chance.

I can't.

I am sitting here with the early dark shadows of a beard showing on my face. I'm wearing sweat pants and a white t-shirt. My eyes are tired.

It's dark and my face is itchy. My mouth is dry.

I don't know what compelled me to come here and try to post the first post of 2007 now. I guess it makes sense though, I am only on here when it's the middle of the night and I have something to do the next day.

Well that or when I want to come on here and talk about how freakin' amazing or adorable I am. Or when I come on here and apologize to someone without really apologizing to that person. I'm not that good at doing that in person.

I am good people.

I should call you more.

You should call me.

It took me three minutes to type this post.

Currently Listening To: Man Man - Van Helsing Boom Box