I’ve had pain in my chest for the past two days. I’m not sure why it is there, or how it came about, but it’s slightly disconcerting. I’m acting under the presumption that it’s not serious, because last year there was a period in May when I had chest pain for over a week and then it just went away. If suddenly you notice there hasn’t been an update for a few days…Call the neighbors and ask if they notice any weird scents drifting through their ventilators, or if the outline of a human body is soaking its way through their ceiling.
It’s the boring days that are the most excruciating. Remember when I used to engage in really interesting moral debates with myself? Or share my perceptions about society’s ills? Well, it’s not going to happen today, I’m too busy sulking over how I sold all my old Oasis records. I think when I get home tonight I’ll try to download them all again. It’s not satisfying enough just knowing I’ve memorized how to play every song on their first three albums–plus all the b-sides from their first seven singles–on guitar. In fact, if I’m not mistaken, that’s not even a good thing! I think it makes me a…Loser?
I got the new Oneida album, the new Comets On Fire album, the new Six Organs of Admittance album, and the new Howlin’ Rain album. They’re all good.
