Sunday, February 13, 2005
 if i didnt know any better, i would say the next couple of days are going to be the worst scam that humanity has ever seen. since dubya getting re-elected of course.
the grammys suck. hard. like paris hilton hard, but dont tell her i told you that.
the thing thats wrong with the grammys is just like whats wrong with the government. the whole scheme is controlled by a bunch of suits in a dark smoky room deciding what each of us is supposed to consider good music. so guess what grammys, you guys are not legit. true fans of music dont let anyone tell them whos the best.
music is not a competition.
green day's album is the only one nominated that deserves an award. specifically, the holy shit you guys have rocked so hard for such a fucking long time you guys should have marble busts in the halls of congress on capitol hill award. the whole perform and win scheme is predictable and lame. you couldnt find axl rose, does that mean guns n roses doesnt fucking rock? of course not.
the other scam of the week is the celebration of the bloody murder of some saint. valentine, i think is his name? hallmark can go fuck themselves. i never have and never will buy anything from that store. fuck them.
love is not a competition.
love is another one of those things where if its real and if its true, then women shouldn't expect anything from it. a dozen blood-colored flowers and a box full of little pieces of mud called chocolates doesnt mean youre going to live happily ever after. just keep buying into the consumerism of feelings and the international market of love.
do not go out on a date on monday. do not indulge the suits in smokey rooms with balloons and teddy bears. stay home and watch high fidelity cuz its a good movie. heres a snipet:
What came first, the music or the misery? People worry about kids playing with guns, or watching violent videos, that some sort of culture of violence will take them over. Nobody worries about kids listening to thousands, literally thousands of songs about heartbreak, rejection, pain, misery and loss. Did I listen to pop music because I was miserable? Or was I miserable because I listened to pop music?
i was miserable cuz the grammys suck.
posted by accident at 10:14:00 PM +
 
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