29/04/05
Ok, no, seriously, how have I even managed to live to this age, with such spectacularly poor impulse control?
Somebody put a fuckin' leash on me or something. Jesus.
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Somebody put a fuckin' leash on me or something. Jesus.
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27/04/05
I'm a bricklayer, I kill what I eat.
Did I ever tell you that my grandfather built roads? His legacy is sprawled all over northeastern New Brunswick. That shit's in my blood. I wonder what he'd think of the one I'm paving. It's a real classic.
I read a book a little while ago called How to be Good. Can't say it was a fat lot of help. It didn't know how to be very good at all.
I've certainly outdone myself in the idiocy department over the past few days. I hope this stuff is at least entertaining in some capacity; if not, consider this the complaints department. It's a good thing I've chosen "fuck it, I'm the most awesome guy in the universe no matter what I do" as my official 2005 Worldview. In construction for 2006: denial department.
Oh, and, uh, *cough*maybeI'llwaittillIcanaffordthepatchafterall*cough*
Y'know what I'm stoked about though? That this summer is gonna be a full-on rock riot in this town. Consider this my official prediction.
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Did I ever tell you that my grandfather built roads? His legacy is sprawled all over northeastern New Brunswick. That shit's in my blood. I wonder what he'd think of the one I'm paving. It's a real classic.
I read a book a little while ago called How to be Good. Can't say it was a fat lot of help. It didn't know how to be very good at all.
I've certainly outdone myself in the idiocy department over the past few days. I hope this stuff is at least entertaining in some capacity; if not, consider this the complaints department. It's a good thing I've chosen "fuck it, I'm the most awesome guy in the universe no matter what I do" as my official 2005 Worldview. In construction for 2006: denial department.
Oh, and, uh, *cough*maybeI'llwaittillIcanaffordthepatchafterall*cough*
Y'know what I'm stoked about though? That this summer is gonna be a full-on rock riot in this town. Consider this my official prediction.
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26/04/05
This is my second-last cigarette. I'm still smoking it and I already want another one in anticipation of the huge No Smoke. I was gonna go with the patch, but I can't even afford that shit right now.
Stay tuned. This is gonna get flaky. Oh holy fuck I'm fucked.
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Stay tuned. This is gonna get flaky. Oh holy fuck I'm fucked.
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21/04/05
Will and Toby and I went up and made a bunch of random confrontational noise at Stage 9 last night.
It was garbage. Unlistenable, unscripted nonsense. But it felt so good.
It always just feels so right playing with those guys. It's crazy. I want to do this every week now. I'd probably lose the whole hosting gig pretty fast, but I seriously don't give a fuck. This town needs a noise assault, and I need an outlet. This is the sort of thing I can really mean.
What's really fucking nuts is that people liked it. What does it take to alienate people these days?
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It was garbage. Unlistenable, unscripted nonsense. But it felt so good.
It always just feels so right playing with those guys. It's crazy. I want to do this every week now. I'd probably lose the whole hosting gig pretty fast, but I seriously don't give a fuck. This town needs a noise assault, and I need an outlet. This is the sort of thing I can really mean.
What's really fucking nuts is that people liked it. What does it take to alienate people these days?
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19/04/05
Walking up the street.
Pretty girl, fresh from the LC, opposing direction, cracks a large can of beer and sly smile as she passes. Subtle mischief.
Enamoured in that moment and that smile, I forget to warn her of the cop parked twenty paces back.
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Pretty girl, fresh from the LC, opposing direction, cracks a large can of beer and sly smile as she passes. Subtle mischief.
Enamoured in that moment and that smile, I forget to warn her of the cop parked twenty paces back.
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13/04/05
09/04/05
Today I set out for sunny, schmoozy downtown in search of an affordable pair of quality, non-hot-rod-looking sneakers. I'm not very good at the whole shopping thing, and what I ended up with was a backpack full of:
Yo La Tengo- Prisoners of Love
The Motes- Remains of False Starts
LCD Soundsystem- s/t
Embrace- s/t
Buried Inside- Chronoclast
P.I.L.- Second Edition
Femme Fatale- From the Abundance of the blah blah blah
Guided by Voices- Human Amusements at Hourly Rates
Circle Takes the Square- As the Roots Undo
Bloc Party- Silent Alarm
And last night I picked up:
Recyclone- Numbers
The Holy Shroud- Ghost Repeaters
My feet are pretty jealous of my ears right now.
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Yo La Tengo- Prisoners of Love
The Motes- Remains of False Starts
LCD Soundsystem- s/t
Embrace- s/t
Buried Inside- Chronoclast
P.I.L.- Second Edition
Femme Fatale- From the Abundance of the blah blah blah
Guided by Voices- Human Amusements at Hourly Rates
Circle Takes the Square- As the Roots Undo
Bloc Party- Silent Alarm
And last night I picked up:
Recyclone- Numbers
The Holy Shroud- Ghost Repeaters
My feet are pretty jealous of my ears right now.
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04/04/05
Everybody's blogging about Value Village for some reason. Somebody take me to fucking Value Village already. If you've seen me like, ever, you know I need clothes. I could probably also stand to benefit from an excursion into the great alien void that is the world at large beyond north-end Halifax.
You can trust me. I know how to wear a pair of pants. Or so it's said.
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You can trust me. I know how to wear a pair of pants. Or so it's said.
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02/04/05
PSST in this week's Coast:
"E.H. - You're fucking sick and a giant idiot. Hope you're happy, loser."
Burn?
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"E.H. - You're fucking sick and a giant idiot. Hope you're happy, loser."
Burn?
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