7/27/03 (kal)
Well, what to say, really? I had a few paragraphs of life's work dropped to the trash. This is my depressed, blue era section of artistry, where i realize that it has all been in vain, and continuing would just push me further down the hole of self-loathing and hatred...

Anyways, last night I was up until like 5:00 talking to the drummer of Group X, "Rex". I learned confidential information which I prefer not to share with the likes of you. It rocked hard man, harder than you can possibly imagine.

So I was at Kyle's house yesterday, due to the viewing of the League of Extraordinary Gentlemen, and I think those critics need to shut up, right now. Every bad thing I heard about it never even happened, and they overexaggerated EVERYTHING. It left stuff to be desired, but i wasn't overly disappointed when I left. Maybe that's because the critics lowered my expectations so much that it could have just been Keanu Reeves taking a dump for three hours and it would have been good. Oh wait, that was The Matrix Reloaded, nevermind.

While I was away, I received one of the Ozzy cds I ordered, "Live & Loud". Well I had only seen it in the typical "double jewel case" at the mall, but the one I got was in a digipak with a metal speaker covering it... I had no idea what it was when I first opened it. I almost cried right on the spot. But then I realized that it was cool, and I thought, "whoa, cool".