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Remember me? Barely. I kind of miss this blog. It made me sound somewhat intelligible when I ranted.

Guess what? Tonight we took lil sis Joyce to a Beiber concert. The kid has talent, I’ll give him that. He can sing and play multiple instruments. It’s obviously the pitch of his voice that stimulates the insults and jokes. That’s besides my point tonight.

He gave lessons… The sixteen year old actually attempted to sway young girls, most of which haven’t left elementary school, not to text and drive. Thanks Justy, but by the time they’re old enough to drive cars, you’ll be twenty-something with three girlfriends and possibly in rehab like that Lohan kid. Unless you’re truly a diamond in the ruff, and if so I salute you.

Well done with the lights, though. And neat-o with the floating acoustics.

He also advertised the first five minutes for x-box 360. Kind of cool how he incorporated the lights into the performance, but … really? X-box? Whatever. Maybe I’m too tired to care. Maybe I secretly admire the kid. And maybe I’m hoping they aren’t actually injecting him with estrogen to keep his voice from cracking. But I do know that he’s not the one who decides most of this stage managerial stuff. He may choose to put videos of his raw beginnings of talent development, but for the most part, the minute he allowed himself to sign into a world tour, nothing was in his control any more.

I think I’ve finally lost my point. I definitely still need to shower, I’ll probably do a couple photo assignments before bed, and.. what else was I just thinking of…? Oh, my skull is numb. It may be repercussion from the intensity of 5000 premies pitching high but it may also be the plaque. I guess we’ll find out in the morning! My toes freaked me out last night, and my legs this morning. The toesies were all numb and hurting like when they thought I was dehydrated. They’re fine though. The legs, though, were the tired kind of pain that it’s not even your muscles anymore, cause they’re too tired, but the nerves themselves. I thought sleeping would help but it didn’t really. It subsided into the afternoon so I’m not concerned at the moment.

My track has seemed to rolled off the cliff about two paragraphs ago. Woopsies


Maybe I’ll write more often. Not sure if it will be relevant to anything important or interesting but it may be a therapeutic thing. Who knows.




I know. Months. 

When you fail to recite the date three or four times a day, you accumulate scrambled eggs and jargon. Without routine and some sort of form of industrial appropriation, our minds rapidly cease to exist outside of our own body. I haven’t updated this because really, who cares. However, I find the need to continue writing [or documenting] things that I discuss or dream of because it actually is good for the soul. Anyway.

We have to pay for water, for gods sakes.
Well we can go drink out of the lakes.
That’s disgusting.
Exactly… Without money there wouldn’t be any purification system, you’d have dirty water. Look at Lake Ontario. It’s hardly a lake.

 Sure, money money money. Money cleans our water, keeps a roof over our heads, feeds us. WHY do we manufacture paper and metal in certain amounts to the extent that it is essential to our survival as a race? WHY does water need purifying? HOW did we let it come to this? THAT is uncivilized. Not only the fact that we need thin watermarked paper to get the basic necessities entitled to us as a body of living organisms, but the fact that we let it get this bad – that the human condition is so prone to mistakes, we are conquered by our irresponsibility as we continue to fail to bring to conscious light the true reality in which we live. 

That’s my rant for tonight. Ellie is hungry.