the kicking horse of scope creep

“It’s not like that at all,” I say to myself. My skin gets thinner, stretched out to the point of near-translucence. I feel weak, but nothing really changes.

I wanted a professional opinion. She said, “this sort of condition garners general disinterest.”

Her opinion echoed my own.

It’s supposed to be all about me. I apologize if you weren’t properly informed.

The Crabs – Brainwashed

(Right click and save)

For some reason the seasonality of a dairy product served to remind us of our own mortality.

It also made our stomachs feel weird (not to mention all of the unexpected bleeding).

I was disgusted. I decided to change.

I changed.

I remained disgusted.

Stuff I’m Good At (another in a series of comprehensive lists)

1. Ms. Pac-Man
2. Alienating myself from others

Los Campesinos – Frontwards

(Right click and save)

God knows I’m trying to finish this thing, but I’m not trying very hard.

My intent was to tell the truth, but I got all sorts of lost in the details.

Volt – Volt

(Right click and save. It turns out that Volt put out an album on In The Red. I didn’t know until now; maybe you didn’t either. Now that we know, we should probably buy it.)

Something to remember: Those Europeans may look cool, but they’re not.