She Is the Annelid - Poland's Mighty Cavalry
I must say, the recording quality on this particular song is rather sub-par. I expected better from such professional musicians, but disappointments are common fare lately. Maybe their concert Friday will redeem them.
I finally finished my bloody philosophy midterm. I won't get an A, but at least I won't fail. We talked about this sort of thing in psychology last year, but the actual name escapes me: becoming disgusted with something you normally enjoy because you're being graded on it. Left on my own (read: no school), I would likely have finished my philosophy texts by now, and gotten a lot out of them because it was my own volition going in. Now, I have to do the scholastic song and dance to the whistle or I don't get any bones tossed my way. Damn the system.
Moving occupied much of this weekend, but I'm pleasantly settling in to my new place now. I'll actually have time this afternoon to get my books back on my bookshelf and my various game consoles set up. Unfortunately, this move will probably worsen my lardass condition, as I'll have much easier access to campus food sources. Oh well. At least I'll be a tub of goo in a place I can call home. I never felt completely comfortable at my parents' place. Too many ghosts.
My Cap'n Crunch this morning was very unsatisfying. I eagerly desire additional sustenance.
I finally finished my bloody philosophy midterm. I won't get an A, but at least I won't fail. We talked about this sort of thing in psychology last year, but the actual name escapes me: becoming disgusted with something you normally enjoy because you're being graded on it. Left on my own (read: no school), I would likely have finished my philosophy texts by now, and gotten a lot out of them because it was my own volition going in. Now, I have to do the scholastic song and dance to the whistle or I don't get any bones tossed my way. Damn the system.
Moving occupied much of this weekend, but I'm pleasantly settling in to my new place now. I'll actually have time this afternoon to get my books back on my bookshelf and my various game consoles set up. Unfortunately, this move will probably worsen my lardass condition, as I'll have much easier access to campus food sources. Oh well. At least I'll be a tub of goo in a place I can call home. I never felt completely comfortable at my parents' place. Too many ghosts.
My Cap'n Crunch this morning was very unsatisfying. I eagerly desire additional sustenance.
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First of all, you've heard that recording a million times before. Why you would choose to comment on it now is more than I can say. On top of that, just because we made a shoddy recording (which, I must say is no better or worse than our others), does it mean we must then redeem ourselves for it? What standard are we trying to redeem ourselves too anyway? And why would a live show accomplish this, since gigs, and recordings are two drastically different things?
I plan on talking to the drummer after the show, if I get a chance. Rumor on the street has it he's an ass. If this is true, they shall be redeemed in the sight of all creation. All hardcore drummers must be asses.
...anyway...
by ghost do you mean the ghost that lives in your downstairs bathroom and takes a piss on the floor?
... oh wait. that was from the snow... nevermind.
So I'm an ass now, huh?
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Yes, the committee decided earlier this week. You should have your certificate by next Friday.
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