Friday

The Republic of Insanity

Question: Am I the only one who thinks the fact that I have recently rediscovered Brand New's album entitled Deja Entendu quite ironic? The great part is that I had no idea I had heard the album at all before "Sic Transit Gloria" caught in my memory (which, incidentally, is increasingly foggy).

Question 2: Were the above sentences grammatical?

I have found myself in love with music again recently. A reveiw of albums in my rotation:
-Brand New: both Deja, and The Devil and God Are Raging Inside Me
-Mae: Singularity
-Blackalicious: The Craft
-Yeah Yeah Yeahs: Show Your Bones

Experiment #62: Co-operative Education
---So here's an idea,
Me, eight months from now.
Going to work somewhere in Canada with a company that suits my degree. Real life experience in my field, an oppourtunity to learn so much, not to mention the sound of "Graduated with Co-op Distinction." It would be difficult, but do-able. I'm already striving for Honours, why stop now?

Scratch the above title: Replace with "Begetting Self-Confidence" or perhaps, "Skeleto-Spinal Inflammation"

-Sigh-

I'm in a place in my head where burning inscence has become one of my favourite things. The smell of nicoteine disflavours tastebuds but punctuates the gruelling regularity of life so divinely. Boy says I should quit or he won't. He takes his lack and stacks it onto mine.
Guilt. Such a fearsome creature.
It's a good thing I don't have to worry about him reading this.
Although I wish he would.
Not so he could hear these semi-revealing notes about him, for I never write these.
Just so I knew he actually was interested in me these days.
That he took any interest in the things I am capable of, or even of the things I'm not, but wished to be.
If he were more of a partner, and not taciturn.

Or, the questioning voice from the back of the room begins, is it really just you?
I mean, you have been out of sorts lately.
Some may even say crazy.
--No, I'm not saying that.
Really, I don't think you're crazy at all.
...Wait.
Are we talking to ourself?

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