A creeping terrible feeling seems to have found itself a home in my head. Its like one of those things you just make do with, and kind of work like its not there, work around it almost. I don’t know why it’s here, or what I can do to expel it, but for some reason I think cafffiene and sleep have a part to play.
I also feel like a shitty boyfriend. There you are: passion, life, interest and admirable qualities to boot, and yet I feel my mirror self has been a little bit foggy. Its usually only after hanging out that it dawns on me that I was a big blubbering insensitive idiot, with selfish means in mind. I hate it.
Dreams have been visitngly lately, and so I’m curious to see what tonight brings. Another surprise box, an unopened gift, or maybe even an unfinished quest?
On my way home from my girlfriends house tonight, I encountered an extremely odd sighting.
About 4 minutes from home, on Placer, was a big black “thing.” It was almost dog like, but didn’t move that way. I could just barely see it the first time I drove by, it seemed to absorb all light coming at it, and did not have the sheen of a dog coat.
Intrigued, I turned around and drove by again, this time disappointed that it had disappeared. After turning around again to go home, I spotted it again, moving in an uncanny fashion, like a man walking efficiently on all fours, almost lumbering through on the side of the road.
Fear slowly spread down my spine as I realized that, although it had moved, it still was absorbing almost all light, making the details of this creature extremely hard to pinpoint, even with high beams on.
After another pass I found it on the opposite side of the street, and on my final drive home I pulled over slightly into the street it had meandered into.
It was pitch black, and my headlights were fighting bravely against the swirling all-encompassing darkness that was persistent. In my peripherals, I saw a black shape heave itself along up the street. Having satisfied my current curiosity thus far, I decided that in order to live I should just go home. And I did just that, with the trace outline of this unknown monster biting at my mind. It seemed almost too big to be a dog, yet it was just quick enough and long enough not to be a bear. Maybe a mountain lion, but all black? I doubt it.
Dani California - Red Hot Chili Peppers. The first 45 seconds of this clip are created through editing used for a CD. In short, the first 45 seconds are the CD version of the song. The last 45 seconds are the vinyl edit. Best listened to with headphones.
The first 45 seconds suffers from something called the Loudness war, or the maximization of audio hitting its peaks, brought about when the CD became available for digital recording.
I spent a good deal of time checking out the comments of Nickelbacks new song, When We Stand Together.” It was terrifying. Amidst the pointless patriotism, and mindless “Americans just hate Canadians,” the only real argument going on was that the video represented the change that needed to happen in the “system.”
Change the system using Nickelback, a Canadian band of all bands, and change it to what?
I don’t have an answer either, and that’s a little scary.