Ya'll may have noticed a drastic shift in tone on the blog. I recently broke up with, got dumped... whatever you call it, by my live-in girlfriend via text on our third anniversary after she disappeared for a day or two. So, it's hard to deal with some things right now. Given that we live together, I'm pretty afraid of going in the kitchen and making a mess or spending time down there. Going from plans of becoming engaged once I have a proper salary to acting like me and some girl I dated in highschool running into each by chance at a bar in our twenties is a pretty gut wrenching occurrence. I'm sure she won't read any of this. She always needed prodding to read/look/listen to anything I produced.
I've been trying to keep busy. With the new camera, I've been trying to get out and take pictures whenever I can, but this sweltering heat is just... deathly. And painful.
PS: musical regression is on the table. Current playlist?
The Good Life: Album of the Year
The Good Life: Empty Bed
Death Cab for Cutie: Potobooth
Brand New: Jesus Christ
Okkervil River: A Stone
Damien Rice: Volcano
Tallest Man on Earth: The Dreamer
Okkervil River: Black Sheep Boy #4
Bob Dylan: Don't Think Twice, It's All Right
Pedro The Lion: The Longest Winter
Commander Venus: Life as Expected
Okkervil River: Love to a Monster
So, that's a pretty whiny set of music... and that picture of that tele is so... forlorn and "country" with that shitty beer.
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