Would someone please tell me what I'm doing wrong? I get the feeling lately that the universe is trying to fuck with me. When I was growing up, I was taught to work hard, do what you love when you're not working hard, and everything should fall into place. I don't think this equation works anymore. Or at least, it never seems to work for me.
I must completely suck at life, but I guess that's to be expected when you get the manual and it's all printed in Korean. It's not similar enough to Hebrew for me to even fake understanding it. All the skills I thought I had are becoming more apparent to me to be like how you think you're all smart and special when you're in junior high and high school, until you start applying for colleges and find out that there are literally a million other kids applying for the same schools and some of them never got a 64 in Calculus in 12th grade. Although I do wonder how many of them broke up with their 8th grade girlfriend who went to another school because one dude said she was a slut.
They say good things come to those who wait and also that if you aren't looking for it, you will get it. Well, I'm 35 now, so how much more waiting do I have to do? As far as not looking for it, the only thing I'm not looking for is a punch in the nose, so I suppose tomorrow morning will greet me with one of those.
But enough about me, maybe its time for me to rant about something else that is driving me crazy. I was watching the new "90210" the other night and some shitty band that should be selling motor oil and beer was playing a party. Not only was the music trite and watered down, but they had perfectly trimmed beards that looked like they were done in a salon. SALON BEARDS!!! That is what music is to people? Manufactured pabulum with salon beards???? So of course, now VH1 is telling us that you oughta know about them. Also, I am not mentioning their name because I do not want to help their hype machine.
Go and listen to this band instead:
The Capstan Shafts.
I highly recommend 2007's Environ Maiden as a starting point.
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