Why the fuck am I not talking about music here? Okay, lately I've been pathetically obsessed with the Dresden Dolls. They are beautiful. I love their music, lyrics and theatrics. I've not seen them live, as I live in a very small city at the edge of the world where nobody comes to visit. They fuel my girly aggression though, and for that I love them. The lyrics have very much influenced my writing in the last month or so. A friend of mine introduced me to the music of The Sounds quite recently. They are a very catchy band (like The Killers) that remind me of eighties music. It's really upbeat, upbeat for me at least. No, upbeat for anyone, I'm sure. And at the same time I really love them. I might like listening to them while I'm walking down the street more than I like listening to Rammstein while doing that. And again with the girliness. Did I mention catchy? Catchy as hell. And my most recent favorite is Rasputina. Strings! I love strings, and more female vocals! They are fairly out of the ordinary, I would say. Though they remind me of a few things I can't quite put my finger on. Maybe PJ Harvey or Siouxsie or something. Celloness! Oh, a lot of Tori Amos, actually, I think that's what I was thinking. On the topic of girl-powered music, I also have some Siouxsie and the Banshees on my play list right now. Quite nice.

In my first entry here I was talking about a friend who I thought was sleeping with someone. And it made me upset, because of the possibility of deception really. Well, the same girl who told me this friend was sleeping with this particular person, a few months later told some of my friends that I was sleeping with my friend. So now I feel great. This makes it easier to decide who is lying and who is not. Morons and their rumours. I want to bash in some skulls. Such a shame there is no escaping this mentality even almost a year after highschool has been left behind. Today I am great. I've been furious for two years. I used to be depressed and numb. Now I am angry all the time. It took an angry man to come into my life and make me angry. I was always angry, but it was veiled in the dull cloud of depression. Now it is flowing through my veins freely. yay!