Today is a Thrice kind of day. A day to shake your head and smile at all the blue-eyed drummers, the wide-eyed wanderers. It's a day to watch the world pass by through a coffee cup, glitter gaze and slowly sink into the decayed brick veneer. Don't pay mind to the still lit cigarette, it'll fade with the reverb.
Here comes the universe. Pull up your socks, man! And there it went. We still have what's left to sift through.
Today is a subtle gesture montage of just a moment late.
We can have this conversation as if it's the most normal thing in the world. That's how I know we're best friends. During a slow day at work I relished in a brief lament with one of my favorite people.
-No one came in today, I'm not getting paid dick.
--They pay you in dick over there? That seems an odd choice of salary.
-Yeah, I actually prefer getting paid in dick. I figure that's where all my money is going anyway, why not cut out the middle man?
--Three's a crowd.
-Exactly.
For those of you who asked about my profile music: The boys have finally uploaded some of the final CD cuts. So far only Lemon Tree and Pessimask but hey, it's a start.
The rest of the songs (and there are a lot of them) can be found on LastFm. The tracks not on TPA: YS & TPA have pretty rough recordings but still sound pretty good (I'm a little biased maybe...).
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I've been thinking of joining LastFM...but eh, it might be worth it to hear more of their music.
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WallFlower
21:54 Aug 23 2010
You know, we've been friends on here for a while and I don't think I've ever just said, "you have a way with words." But I should, and I did. So yeah.
This entry reads like something I'd expect from some of the more popular blogs I'd follow on tumblr. You should join! :)
GalFriday
22:20 Aug 23 2010
:) Well thank you, good sir. I think I kind of like my random thoughts stewing here, collecting dust. Being unread as they are keeps their egos in check [though your complements aren't helping ;) ].