eh

2004-02-06 | 9:11 p.m.

I'm not exactly sure when I last updated, but as it is, regurgitating the events of my days is stupid enough, so it's not like I've been keeping you all in some sort of lukewarm suspense.

So Russ left this week. Pretty shitty, although I'm not the one that seems to be the hardest. Good man and he'll be missed. Dave left, as well, but I'm afraid his departure was not as widely lamented by others as it should have been. The point? They are both gone and it is the end of an era...

Calc is becoming easier. Ha-cha! Spanish is becoming more inane. Dag. In short, I would like to remind you all that although I'm generally pissed off as of late, it's only because I've realized what a terrible world this must be if the INSANE CLOWN POSSE is still around (and not being widely applauded for their choice of ritual suicide as an alternative to releasing a new album). When will you people learn? I'd call the music crap, but i don't want to make crap feel cheap by applying its name to this music. In the end, not all music can be agreed upon as good by people, but in this case, all people can agree that ICP is kind of like running headfirst into a cleaver blade, except with more pain and a slower death.

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