Thursday, July 7, 2005

time for a raid
So. I'm in one of those moods today that I'm so angry that my chest is getting sharp pains and I'm having trouble breathing.

Let's look into these sources of anger, shall we?

1) Various users on this site. Yes, you read that right. Most "art" I see here is traced and the one thing I hate the most in any art community is tracing. I would go into it, but the pains in my chest would only increase.

I've also found that most pages on this site belong to people who I would like to slap: Egotistical pricks, the folks who are on "sugar highs" and "omg hyppeerr!!11oneone", and people who fail to grasp the concept of grammar. It's not that hard to type out "Heh, so I'm going to the movies," instead of, "lol im goin 2 da moviez!!1". Jesus Christ.

2) Hurricane Dennis. The family and I are migrating to Burmingham if it's a Cat3 or higher. What the fuck did we do to deserve this? And please don't give me that "we r ruining the environment !!1 humanz r teh suck!!" shit. I really can't handle stupid, pathetic preteen views of how the world works anymore.

We just fixed our roof, fixed leaks, and are building a new deck. Why does Mother Nature need to PMS now of all times? I hope she sees me flicking off Hurricane Dennis right now. Bitch.

3) Bad music. The music industry today pisses me off. How do you become famous? Get a tan, breast implants, bikini waxes, an ass job, and poof! You're the next big thing. You don't need to have a voice or any musical talent whatsoever, mixers and machines will do all the work for you so you can show off your ass in skimpy outfits on stage.

To me, lip syncing is the most ridiculous thing anyone could thing up. YOU ARE A SINGER. SING, FOR GODS SAKES. Dancing is a different occupation from a singer. People just can't seem to grasp that.

There's no talent in mainstream anymore. Hunting for decent music is a pain in the ass.

And that, my friends, is why I'm pissy.

Damn, my chest hurts.
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