Prometheon

Why is it so 'hip' to hate McDonald's now? I swear to god, everytime I've gone there with friends, all we talk about is how shitty and terrible it is....and yet there we are. I dunno, I find it kind of weird how they're like, the official scapegoat of the fast food industry. Not that they aren't disgusting, I'm just sayin`

I really like the extra Suburbia lyrics he tacked on that one time That night we were hopeless and dead on our feet The bombs started falling we went out to the street And waited for confidecne cuz surely it's given Only at the last moment so you can die living

That bumps it to a 5/10, but the grammatical incorrectness just grates on me. Sorry ;)

Temples of Gold - Kamelot Actually a pretty moving song considering it's by a power metal band.

2/10 You want be music? I don't get it.

BNL is awesome man, don't need to feel guilty about that.

Or CUTS SELF

Wow, someone edited out the racial slur in my thrid post. Harsh.

Sorta related: What's the difference between a crow and a raven? Cuz I saw the biggest fucking black, bird-thing of my life the other day. It was sitting in the middle of the sidewalk just staring at me, as if it was gonna lunge at me and rip my eyes out. Scary shit.

Going to the 'Suck for a Buck' lady downtown and having one hell of an afternoon.

I swear to god that the singer of some bad emo band (I think it might be My Chemical Romance) has that one.

Mountains - Institute

Bittersweet- Fuel

That 'So Much For My Happy Ending' song by Avril. It's just catchy goddamn it! Build Me Up Buttercup - The Temptations Jitterbug - Wham! A Whole New World - Aladdin...

Here's All Together for those who don't have it: http://www.yousendit.com/transfer.php?acti...1249C192D416FB5

A Long December - Counting Crows

Yeah, Fine Art, All Together and Running for Home are my number 1 emotion makers. Tripoli is amazing too. Fine Art is heart wrenching, and All Together just hits a chord, though I don't know exactly what chord it is. It's almost haunting. I swear, I've listened to it while walking home alone at like, 1 or 2 in the morning, and it just has this sense of forboding about it. Almost...apocalyptic. That part at 0:46 and 0:55 is really freaky. Running for Home is just beautiful, and a little sad as well.

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9/10 Why not join it instead?

10/10. A classic.

Soft Rock Star - Metric

Yeah they lived on the same block or something.

Snake in your Overhead Compartment. or maybe Snake in your Pussy Compartment, knowing the wittiness of porn title writers.

I dunno, that just doesn't sound that good to me. I've always considered pancakes and bacon as the breakfast staple sort of thing, and think of waffles as a sort of dessert, usually with strawberries and whip cream. Like if you ever go to a dessert place, they always have belgian waffles and stuff, but never pancakes.

The weirdest thing about dreams for me is the insane way emotions are expressed. Like, you could be standing alone n an empty room and just feel completely and utterly terrified for no real reason. It's scary. I had a dream a long long time ago that I was at my grandmas house. I was sleeping there a few days, and stuff kept going missing. My shoes, a candle, just little things. We were trying to figure out where everything was going, and were joking that it was gremlins or something. So one morning I wake up, look out the kitchen window and see the house accross from us being liftedoff of the ground by this giant grappling hook. I just KNEW that ours was too, and as the house started shaking and we started falling everywhere, I experianced the greatest feeling of pure terror and dread I've ever felt (awake or asleep.) It was such a vivid nightmare that I was freaked out for a few days after. I also remember one a little less severe from around the same time period (when I was still in elemntary school, probably around grade 5 or 6.) I was going up to my friend's aunt's house. On the way there, we drove by this house with a guy on the roof with a giant spear. He was just sitting there, and occassionally impaling a seagul and eating it off the spear. So we go to his aunt's, have a normal day of fun and swimming, and then go home. For some reason we're walking home, and we walk by the guy again. I look across the street and see the old guy with the spear. He looks me right in the eyes and then jumps at me, stabbing me with his spear and landing on top of me, and then throws his head down into my stomach and starts ripping me open, eating me, when I proceed to wake up. I wake up on my back, convulsing violently just as I was in my dream. It was pretty messed, but didn't stick with me nearly as long as the first one.