Damn am I lazy today. I woke up at 1:30pm and mom, who was supposed to call anytime, simply hasn't so far. I'm worried, cause some girl from the net, said she tried to call me all morning and I didn't answer, wonder if I missed mom's calls too (I'll be so so so pissed at myself if I did).
Yeah, hm, its some girl called Ingrid, she's nice... she's sick and I said I'd go visit her, so she was gonna invite me for lunch today. But I know better... these net girls... I know there's a 60% chance of me not liking her. So I'm really taking it she wants a friend, and well, that'd be alright... I'm less scared of friends nowadays :o)
Oh bore. I redid my brother's band's site (It Feels Good) and it's looking swell.... now they really wanna remake the logo, which I think is stupidity, but hey, I wanna do it.
One more concert for tonight... last night there was one, I met that Molly Oh chick, she's so all over me. I might even give her what she wants... he he he. How evil am I becoming. Btw I wrote a song called Thirsty last night, about me becoming a vampire who craves for saliva. lolol

Listening to: Taproot - I

More radical decisions today. Flush isn't for me. They dont wanna play my music, I don't wanna play theirs, I'm tired of fighting good friends for such a stupid reason.
So, here's the alpha version of my new music. It's a song called Belong. Get it here. You live in Sao Paulo and want to play music like this? Mail me ;o)

"I like to see you, but then again, That doesn't mean you mean that much to me So if I call you, don't make a fuss, Don't tell your friends about the two of us" - 10cc
Hell, but I like to see you. Anyways, yesterday I was supposed to go to a theme park. I slept at 6am and woke up at 8am (!). Needless to say I spent the whole day kinda numb... but I had such a lovely time with my brothers and some friends (and a girl-friend in special). It's like, I dunno whats going on between us, but I'm not really taking it to the more serious side... I realize we dont really have that much in common and I'm not sure if we'd take it too long... but I don't care, cause we're having a ball and I want to keep having it. :o)
Screw that other stuff. I don't want it anymore. It's all over and done. I decided it's more than time to say it loud and clear: IT'S OVER. Worthless to keep trying or expecting. It's over. Period.

If there's one thing that's more irritating than SPAM emails, is SPAM phone calls. If you ever woke me up, you know from my reactions that:
a) I HATE to be awaken by someone. Alarms are more welcome.
b) I DOUBLE HATE to be awaken by the telephone.
Well, today I started a new rule:
c) I TRIPLE HATE when the person on the phone is a retarded that treats you like a buddy so they can rip you off!!!

Funny. At my age, my dad or my grandfather were probably worried about getting some STD. I am worried about getting an RSI. Geeky joke, I know. But these are geeky times!

Listening to: A Perfect Circle - Thinking of You

A Spindle, A Darkness, A Fever, and a Necklace

You turn on a spindle. You are so much looser now but you’re not explaining how you gained such new repose. I touch the clasp of your locket, with its picture held, some secret you wouldn’t tell but let it choke your neck. So we imagine a darkness where all shapes divide, solids changing into light, with a burst of heat so bright. Well fine, don’t you do what I want you to. Don’t degrade yourself the way I do because you don’t depend on all the shit that I use to make my moods improve. Near a sea of pianos, there were waves of chords that crashed against the shore in one huge and pointless roar. And there were girls bringing water, like a dream they came to cure the fever of my brain, and soothe my burning throat. And they made me a necklace, hanging beads of sweat on a string of my regrets, and placed it round my neck and they were singing, Don’t you do what you’ve wanted to. Yeah, don’t destroy yourself like those cowards do and maybe the sun keeps coming up because it has gotten used to you and your constant need for proof.

Conor O'Berst (Bright Eyes)

Really wish that making out with someone I barely know and have very very little in common with was a perfect Solution. but what the heck, it does help you feel less unwanted.

Damn, I feel ill. I feel ill as ill gets. Ha ha ha. Cough.

Stomach ache + cold + sore throat + band practice = feeling worse.

At least we started two new songs today... and I thought about a few more to show Kelux, so that if he doesn't hate them, we might as well play them! MIRACULO!

Cough cough... two excellent flics for this weekend: American Psycho (scores 9 in my scale!) and Monty Python and the Meaning of Life (scores 8.7. Too eighties but still Python.... thus, absurd, nonsense and yet SO true and critical).

Listening to The Smiths - Ask