zombient

If you know me or pretend to know me or if you would like to know me, you should know that I am really, REALLY into post-rock, ambient music. The more heavy and instrumental, the better. Maybe it's because I have been in full-time school for the better part of the last four years or maybe it's because my poor brain just can't process anything else anymore and everything ends up sounding like a dying animal or a car accident. So I am here, today, to unveil to you some good instrumental, post-rock, or ambient bands that I have been listening to for years and years.

Album Leaf
Helios
Unwed Sailor
Mogwai
Sigur Ros
Explosions in the Sky
Stars of the Lid
Godspeed you black emperor
Unwed Sailor
Efterklang
Do Make Say Think
M83
Mice Parade
Ratatat
This Will Destroy You
Zoe Keating


Enjoy my dears. I hope your ears thank you as much as mine have over the years. I am still cynical, though. So if you're hoping your cynicism will be cured... think again.

Midtown Stench

Oh, the lovely aroma of death and feces that wafts up from the underbelly of Midtown Sacramento.

Thousands of people's poo and pee swimming along an integrated system of channels underfoot.

How I love when I am riding my bike on a hot summer's day, and I find myself jerking my head back in repulse as I ride past a manhole and your stench burns off my delicate nose hairs. My eyes water, not in delight - not in longing - not in sorrow, but in pain. Sheer pain from the stench of the amassed pee and poo particles floating through the air like a ballerina, dancing to the music of a thousand urine streams hitting the rim of a toilet.

Alas, countless memories have been created at Tres Hermanas, Tuli Bistro, Ernesto's, Yogurt a Go Go, and other Midtown eateries -- only to be fermented by bodily secretions, turned into excrement, and flushed away into infinity to continue the circle of life. Cue Elton John.

I advise all of you, never go into politics

Just don't do it. It's better for your health, sanity, and street cred.

INTJ

Mass hysteria can quit ensuing finally because I have finally found an inkling of a reason as to why I am such a fucking logical and critical thinker, and possibly why I am atheist.

Basically, I took this Jung Typology test for extra credit for my Psychology class, and guess what? It actually made me realize why I am the way I am, and that it's actually a good thing!!!

Here is my description... the Mastermind (I could get used to that).

INTJ

All Rationals are good at planning operations, but Masterminds are head and shoulders above all the rest in contingency planning. Complex operations involve many steps or stages, one following another in a necessary progression, and Masterminds are naturally able to grasp how each one leads to the next, and to prepare alternatives for difficulties that are likely to arise any step of the way. Trying to anticipate every contingency, Masterminds never set off on their current project without a Plan A firmly in mind, but they are always prepared to switch to Plan B or C or D if need be.

Masterminds are rare, comprising no more than, say, one percent of the population, and they are rarely encountered outside their office, factory, school, or laboratory. Although they are highly capable leaders, Masterminds are not at all eager to take command, preferring to stay in the background until others demonstrate their inability to lead. Once they take charge, however, they are thoroughgoing pragmatists. Masterminds are certain that efficiency is indispensable in a well-run organization, and if they encounter inefficiency-any waste of human and material resources-they are quick to realign operations and reassign personnel. Masterminds do not feel bound by established rules and procedures, and traditional authority does not impress them, nor do slogans or catchwords. Only ideas that make sense to them are adopted; those that don't, aren't, no matter who thought of them. Remember, their aim is always maximum efficiency.

In their careers, Masterminds usually rise to positions of responsibility, for they work long and hard and are dedicated in their pursuit of goals, sparing neither their own time and effort nor that of their colleagues and employees. Problem-solving is highly stimulating to Masterminds, who love responding to tangled systems that require careful sorting out. Ordinarily, they verbalize the positive and avoid comments of a negative nature; they are more interested in moving an organization forward than dwelling on mistakes of the past.

Masterminds tend to be much more definite and self-confident than other Rationals, having usually developed a very strong will. Decisions come easily to them; in fact, they can hardly rest until they have things settled and decided. But before they decide anything, they must do the research. Masterminds are highly theoretical, but they insist on looking at all available data before they embrace an idea, and they are suspicious of any statement that is based on shoddy research, or that is not checked against reality.

Alan Greenspan, Ben Bernanke, Dwight D. Eisenhower, General Ulysses S. Grant, Frideriche Nietzsche, Niels Bohr, Peter the Great, Stephen Hawking, John Maynard Keynes, Lise Meitner, Ayn Rand and Sir Isaac Newton are examples of Rational Masterminds.

graffiti

hit "replay."

I drew this a few years ago. It used to be my favorite way to pass the time on facebook. This of course, was before I had any friends on there. LOL

what a wonderful fucking day

Today, I have done nothing. It's only a little after 4 though, maybe I will get something done before 5. But probably not. The stack of stuff on my desk can wait until Monday, because honestly, Monday's outlook is about as shitastic. I really just want to get home and put sweats on immediately and read the rest of this book I am on. And possibly stream Lost from Netflix on my iMac.

So far today, I have eaten 3 fucking oatmeal raisin cookies. Why? Because the lovelies in my office decide my desk is a good "communal area" which is a term I use loosely because whatever crap they put there is generally within arm's reach. I don't even have to look, my hand has a magnet for cookies and candy. But I guess it's the only time of the week I eat any shit. I never buy myself unhealthy stuff. I actually take quite good care of myself, being a vegetarian and riding my bike and all. Hell maybe after I die someone will plant a tree in my honor.

What is today's blog about? Still figuring that one out. I guess I am reading again? Trying my hand at actual fiction. I never liked fiction. I know... I know that you're supposed to get some sort of life lesson out of a non-sucking fiction book, but true stories are just so much more interesting to me. And I love science, so I read a lot of sciencey stuff. So I read The Sun Also Rises. Want to know what I thought about it? I thought it was a lot of god damned dialogue, and the moral of the story is that Brett chick was a hooker. Don't hang out with hookers, they will break your heart.

I just started reading Kurt Vonnegut's Hocus Pocus. Not sure what I think about it yet, but I will let you know tomorrow when I am done with it.

I dropped the last quarter of my oatmeal raisin cookie on the floor. Woe is me. Also, I can't type using my bandaged left index finger and I have a huge bruise on the side of my skull right above my ear. You would think I would have knocked myself out with how hard I rammed into that fucking cabinet. Shit. I would at least feel like I had a cooler story to tell if I knocked myself out.

accident-prone

I am an idiot. I sliced my finger open cutting an onion, and then after I bandaged it all up I walked square into the open cabinet door in my hallway, and now I am complete with a huge fucking lump on my head.

Why is April Fools fools-ing me?