unhappy with life? get a moped. it will improve quality of living, i promise.

'this songs about falling on your skateboard'

last night was good. deerhunter played here and they put on a damn fine gig. it's nice to see some aspect of legitimate shoegazy kinda stuff still existing. i had no idea that they were so popular, because it was probably one of the most packed shows at the god forsaken backbooth that i've ever been to. i saw josh ericson there and he informed me of some very exciting news of animal collective and black dice playing a show here together sometime in june. that is ridiculousy amazing, i can't wait for that.
anyhow, the show was awesome. summer birds in the cellar play wayyyy too long of sets, but i guess it was worth it. although right now my body is barely working, my back feels broken and i feel like my head weighs 70lbs. the best part of all of it is that i get to spend these wonderful times in the confines of school, with 3 hours of sleep. waking up drunk is bad enough, but having to make yourself useful after this is serious self abuse. only 7 more hours to go until i'm free. fuck.

people at lenscrafters are annoying and/or rude. i don't know how they expect anyone to know everything about the process of getting glasses, you figure they'd be more welcoming considering how much money they just made my pocket leak.
either way, after what seemed like forever, they gave me glasses, because apparently astigmatism was a little less than the right diagnosis. now i get to look like a nerd all the time.

i was walking through the woods and i saw an ear growing out of a tree

lately things have been alright, i haven't really been too depressed, which is amazing. i haven't felt 'normal' for a sustained period of time since highschool. i don't get that full treat of being content or happy, but it's nice to evade misery for a while. all i've been feeling is intense displacement and anxiety. everywhere i am i want to be somewhere else, everything i do never seems enough to satisfy the void of discontent. i know a lot of my anxiety comes from the fact that within 4 months, i will be finished with my schooling and ready to start 'real life' which is kind of ridiculous. it makes me think so much further down the spectrum, and makes me feel like i'm supposed to be doing certain things, but i don't want to. the thought of having a house and a wife and kids is fucking terrifying. i never want to be settled like that, i never want to have such an empty definition of 'success.' i want to be everywhere all the time, but who knows what will happen. i just want to see new places, meet new people, learn new things, and maybe have a nice lady to go along with all of this. yes, that would be ideal, but the ideal situation thing has yet to visit my life.

on a totally irrelevant note: i noticed this a while ago, but it really bothers me now because of how frequently i hear it. whenever something shocking/lame happens, i hate it when people say "REALLY??!" or even worse "really??! REALLY?!?" it's annoying, and complete evidence how language degrades through stupid slang trends like this. it's bad enough that the news has to be written on a 6th grade comprehension level. i guess this isn't really a degradation, but it's just an annoying trend which correlates with the loss of language. i imagine the future people will just be speaking through acronyms and slang words that have no relevance to actual english language.