The Inexorable

Good morning everyone. I am up. Well I have been for about an hour or so. I had been catching up on some reading and some bash fest on Facebook in picture comments. It is quite fun I must admit. Not as fun as listening to Mors Principium Est while writing though. Mors Principium I think is a music term for something. I forget what though. I will look it up later. I know Con Fuoco which is Kris's and Mark's old band is a music symbol. But the symbol is pretty old and out of date. I think they just write it now. But it is a directive telling you to play a certain passage or section of the music with more vehemence and feeling. So kids. When you are reading music and you see written "con fuoco" put your heart and soul into that bitch. That is what it means. Next post I will tell you what Mors Principium Est means. Obviously Latin I know. But everything is based on Latin. So I went to Toronto not last night but the night before. Went down right after work. Saw Kris, Jimmy, Jon, Kayla, Amy, Henri, and Co. I had an excellent time. Got pretty fucking trashed I must admit.

Oh! Sadie Kris's Biatch was there as well. I got along with her quite well. She thought I was hilarious. Which means she has good taste. I am pretty hilarious. But in all seriousness. It was important for me to get along with her because I love Kris and will be spending a lot of my time with him. Pretty much everytime I go to Toronto I am going to go see the boy. We talked music like always. Joked and insulted each other. Reminded me that i am the most intense, offensive person he knows. Haha. Kris always reminds me of that. He always ends it with, "but you never offend me". I boozed him and Sadie up since they hadn't hit the LCBO in time. Kris will get me drunk sometime as he said. I never had a doubt that he wouldn't I noticed I forgot to paragraph my last post. Sorry about that. I don't know if you guys knew this. But I paragraph after I am done writing. I don't like anything to interrupt my flow of writing. So when it is finished I just randomly paragraph it in as even of sections as I can. Haha. People just reading this must think I am pretty stupid.

The only reason I ever started paragraphing is because people told me it was really hard to read it as one huge section. They were right. You lose your place and shit without breaks in it. Haha. Try reading Ulysses kids. The last ninety pages of the book is one sentence of stream of consciousness. Yes that is right. One fucking sentence. It is a difficult book to read. But you probably should read it. It is good. I went to bed at quarter to ten last night I was sooooo tired. The Toronto trip wore me the fuck out. I was exhausted at work yesterday because I had travelled from Toronto and just went tyo work. I also stayed a couple hours after we closed because we are doing a new promo today. So everything on the carousels had to be removed and reboxed and then all the reboxed wine had to be added to the inventory sheets and shit. Take down all the sale signs. Now the load is coming in this morning. So I have to do it and set up for the new promo and re-merchandise the store. It will be good. Busy so time will go by quickly. It was an insane weekend.

We sold a lot of wine. All the parents love to get drunk now that the kids are back in school. Haha. Coprofago have this amazing Orchestral piece of music at the beginning of one of their songs. A lot of metal bands make use of orchestras. You would notice if you listened to a lot of it. Metal is based on classical composition. So it makes sense. It is just distorted, quickere, and more intense. Not as environmental as classical though. There is also a fuck of a lot of skill that goes into composing that many musicians to play as one something beautiful. But it is even better when it is just a lead up to a shot of cerebral and brutal technical music. There are so many people in this world who care to much behind the little sub-cultures behind musical genres. I am told so many times that metal is too evil. Look at the fans and the people who play it etc. Haha. I think I had this conversation with Will Bustin the other day. I don't give a shit about what they believe or what they are singing about.

If they were convicted child rapists singing about how it should be their right to fuck little boys in the ass I still wouldn't give a shit. If their music was good I would listen to them and love it. Music is just music to me. It isn't what this colour of clothing represents. It isn't the fan base they attract etc. Just straight up music. Yesterday was the "International Day for the Preservation of the Ozone Layer". I read it on my calendar yesterday. I poured my cup of coffee into ten different styrofoam cups and then drank a gulp out of each one. I had a thirty course breakfast all on different styrofoam plates and then I had a styrofoam bonfire. Then I used tupperware containers for kindling. I did my part. Did you do yours? I miss Nicole. I can't wait untils she moves back here. It will come soon enough. Time seems to pass very quickly for me. It is a sign that I am aging I think. Time is less constrictive for me now that I have lived within its constraints this long. Maybe twenty years from now I will no longer feel that I live within it. But outside of it. Then I will be free. But I live in a society that operates within it's parameters. So I doubt that. Jobs are time. Sleeping is time. T.V. is time. Everything operates in it. Anyways I think I am going to wrap this up for the day. I need to head to work. Lots to do today. I hope you all have a lovely day. Cheers!