The Trouble With Trying To Be More Spontaneous

...is that I suck at planning.

And at dealing with consequences.

Or like, anything. I need to learn how to deal. How I will ever coordinate my own archaeological dig is beyond me.

But things look good for now. One of the two sellers will have my ticket in the mail tomorrow. As for the other pair, I haven't heard back yet. I won't be able to breathe until I have three tickets in my hand and my butt in a car. And maybe some money again. Oh music, why do I do this for you? And seriously, for My Chem. Of all things would-be-ninth-grade. I'm forever 15 and forever in love
with the blood and the rain and the absence above
and I'm writing these words to the tune of a song
that My Chemical Romance was playing all along

And I don't think I meant it -- just typed and it came
All the TUIB fans who know me will think I'm insane
But all love comes in phases it flows and it fades
And right now I'm in need of the blackest parades...

....Okay I ran out of words to go with the tune because the rhythm changes. Hee hee.

I figured out why I like this silly band so much. It's because, as different as the two can be, they're kind of the new Pumpkins. I think I'll blog on that more later.

And Muse, of course, is Radiohead, Jr. Though it's more like they filled the gap that old-school Radiohead left behind when they moved into abstract-art-land. Muse kind of got me through last semester, and My Chem kind of got me through this one. That's why I made the manic impulse purchase when I did, reeling from post-thesis euphoria -- it seemed like fate. But nothing is fate. Everything is human choice, and most of that ill advised.

It will all be so worth it. ^_^