Alive and well.

So a lot of people wondered if I was alive because I am always online. Not always on the computer. But my MSN is always on. But the computer was getting upgrades and a format because my Grandmother got a virus from some Christmas card she opened. So I had a pretty good weekend this past weekend. Jimmy was dealing acid which was a shock to me. He got ten hits from some guy and was told to give him back only 70 bucks. I bought two hits. One for me and one for Dave muthah fuckin' Power if he was up for it. At first he said no. He had never done it before. But by later on in the evening he came to me and told he would do it. It was Jimmy and I and Dave and Mark and Luke. Jimmy and I were the only ones who had done it before. We broke in three virgins. But I have gotten many people in my day to do it for the first time with me. I am a good pusher. I was up pretty much all night, then in the morning we went and met Jon at the bus station. It was good to see that boy again. Also saw Devon briefly, before she went to get her vagina filled by a boy. She was going to rave I think. Nicole is coming up here this weekend. She is going to be staying with me for a while. I am pumped that she is going to be finally living in my area. I got some Sodium Pentothal last night. It was a fun relaxing high. It is what is commonly known as truth serum. They also sometimes use it for surgery. They also use it to relax inmates just before they give them the lethal injection. Hypnotics are an interesting high to say the least. I found out that it is easy to lie on it if you are a good liar. Which is why the stuff doesn't work on experienced inmates. It only works on the weak minded I believe. I saw Naomi and Andrew when I was with Jon. I also saw James and Andy Harris. We toured a lot all over Toronto that day. But it was good to see those blokes. Now that the computer is fixed I can finally use Windows Live Messenger. I hadn't been able to since Morgan did something to it when she was living with me. I would even install and re-install it. I think she was doing something to make sure her convos didn't save because then I would know things she didn't want me to know. I was thinking today about the people in my life who say that you can tell them anything. Because they are good friends and they want to know everything. "No matter how hard it is." Which everyone knows isn't true. Everyone holds back things while claiming to be completely open. Because we all know things about ourselves that others don't want to know or hear about despite there claims. That is understandable. The perception of full disclosure is better for a friendship then actual full disclosure. It is just to make you feel better. Make you feel special as it where. Something everyone wants to feel. When we met up with Jon we were near the Eaton Centre briefly. Took Devon to the subway there. I think Jimmy and I made a crack about Jon being at the Eaton Centre. We didn't stay too long. Especially after I told Jon Morgan worked there. There is something on the tip of my brain I want to communicate in this blog post that isn't coming out. It was related to the thought about friends always holding back shit from friends no matter what. But I can't seem to get it out. I am going to see Beneath the Massacre and Ion Dissonance on March 9th at The Underground in Hamilton. I am so damned pumped. That is going to be one incredible show. Let me tell you. I think it is the one band from Montreal I like better then Cryptopsy. There new album came out last week which was really good. All they had before was a 5 song EP. It was incredible. So needless to say, I was really excited about there release. This year is going to be a good year for music. Dillinger Escape Plan is putting out a new album. Necrophagist is putting out a new album. Augury is putting out a new album. All of them are going to be incredible. I saw a teaser video for the Dillinger album. It is going to be technical as all fuck. Muhammed said that Necrophagist's new album is going to make "Epitaph" look like kindergarten. Which is going to be amazing since Epitaph is one of the most technical death metal albums I have ever heard. I feel sorry for all you poor saps who don't understand the concept of "good musis" and "good musicianship". People like to put "feelings" into there taste in music. Ha! Feelings. Bunch of little girls. "Oh it makes me feel fuzzy inside. It is about the emotion it evokes." That is why music has gone downhill over the years. Because this is the opinion of the average music listener. But the average music listener is an idiot. Or they say, "I know the music isn't great, but they write great lyrics." Who gives a shit about the lyrics. Lyrics are writing ability. Not music ability. If you want good writing, read a fucking book. If you want good music, listen to good music. Sometime soon I am going to compile a list of albums I think everyone should hear on here. Most people won't like the sound I am sure. But these musicians are some of the best in the world. Speaking of wanting to feel special. I have decided that everytime I blog (or when I remember too anyway) I am going to write something about someone I think kicks ass in my blog. Just to make them feel special for that little minute. So who is it going to be today? How about Dave Power. Good man. Someone who is going to be a regular in my life from now on for sure. Fun as hell to hang out with. The fact that I would buy acid to do with him is testament of that. I only like to do acid with people I enjoy immensely. Dave is one of those people. I can forgive his shitty taste in music. But then again, if I hope to have friends, I have to forgive most people of that. So yes, Dave rocks. Your existence sucks because you don't know him. Well I think that is all I have to write about today. MSN people are eager to talk to me. You think I would have been gone a year with the reactions of these lovelies. Instead of a week. Keep your chin up people. Don't kill yourself. Well... it would help with the over population issues. So you can kill yourself if you like if I don't know you, or knew you and now don't care about your existence.