Ah, Fuck It.

MySpace is being a bitch, so I'm using this for the time being.

Not much all to say about recent happenings with me really. I started a zine to promote the scene, and my laptop is working with another wireless port I took from my Dad's room (haha). It's good stuff.

I've been coming up with some new riffs on the guitar and will send them to Wayne after I record them.

Flea markets are fun.

Internet holds too much drama to really care for it anymore. JXC is supposedly "at our throats" (the Church of Havok's throat, I mean) again, but I don't really care what they have to say. We all know COH is a chill place, so there's no need to convince anyone otherwise.

I've been feeling guilty easily, which isn't good. Guilt is a way to manipulate people, and I don't want to be manipulated. Of course, if you're not, then people will say you're incapable of holding empathy, but ah well, screw it. I don't care really.

No girlfriend.

No boyfriend.

Erynn is awesome still.

Jayce is still the best boyfriend any girl could ask for, he'd be better if he was confident in himself, which I'm sure he is now. But I mean confident without the help of others to encourage him.

AFI's still cool.

Littlegirllost is still the best.

Avenged Sevenfold's new album is sick, but Shads needs to know when not to do a few things with his voice.

The Cure still rule.

I need more Joy Division and Smiths.

I like ICP, Twizted, Blaze and ABK. Corporate Avenger is newly appreciated and I still need to get their new album.

I've been distributing some homemade comp CDs of UK unsigned bands I like. It's been going well, I think. I've been telling them to give the CD to other people if they don't like it, or if they do then burn it to a computer and keep passing it along.

This is a vage entry.

It's going to end.

Right now.


-Jaden