Weird.

Well, as the title hints, this week has been one of the weirdest weeks of my life. And this is saying a lot. 'Cuz usually my weeks are fairly strange but this one is just too bizarre to handle. Hahah. I think I like it though.

I've been listening to more Morrissey than I usually do lately. Which is a good thing, I'm not gonna lie. For a while I neglected Morrissey in my life. Now I feel kinda dumb for doing that. I mean Interpol, Voxtrot and Daphne Loves Derby are tight and all but they well never compare to Morrissey. Ever. I doubt I'll ever find another singer/lyricist that will move me the way he does. I'll never feel how I feel about what he writes in just about every song. In a way I feel great to know Morrissey is my one and only music-wise but depressing as well. I wish I could relate to someone else as much as I do him. But that's the thing about him. His eccentricity makes him so incomparable. Even now, as sick as I am, I would never be you.


Oh yeah. I AM THE LIVING SIGN.