the red jumpsuit apparatus

With an album titled "Don't You Fake It," it's no wonder the five boys (who happen to be around my age) making up the band called The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus are my current new flavour. They've been rocking through the stereo speakers for a few hours now... along with the likes of All American Rejects.

I keep thinking about starting up the whole writing thing again. I've been buying books with the hope for the joy of being able to revel in the beautiful past time of reading, and each time I allow myself to be completely engrossed in a new plot line, I ask myself if I'll ever do what I said I would do - and that is WRITE A BOOK. Writing used to be my passion once... that amongst many other things that have faded to the back of my personality. I find that time slips away to easily, and my longing for fresh, crisp and inviting pages only find their way into my hands when already filled with a fully furnished typeface and a story with a complete set of characters.

Besides, there is nothing new and inspiring to write about these days. I find myself joining the rest of the narcissistic crew, blogging their way through life, selfishly engrossed in my own personal life story, unable to see the possibilities of new character development, and journeys apart from the one travelled my own rubix cube of a road map.

And so, to keep with this self-involved theme of tonight's entry, here's an update on the life of random gibberish:

Just listened to: "Atrophy" by The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
Liking the lyrics:

I warned you
what could happen if you should decide
to live your life from the 9 to 5
and I mourn you
for the detail that is left unsaid
is a reminder of the time you bled

Return to days when you knew you still felt alive
Reveal the way you felt when you could look inside

They've sold you
everything you need to fix you up
and you feel good now but you can't wake up
they found a way to reassure you
that everything would be okay
reach out today now I emplore you
to remember who you are...

(appropriate, no?)

Just watched: TMNT
Where at? Drive-ins. (Who would've thought I'd go to the drive-ins?) And yes, the movie was great... reliving the early 90s is always great...
Wearing: My favourite bedroom apparel. (which doesn't involve much apparel at all because my bedroom is always a toaster)
Current pet hate: The dog next door (pardon the pun). His (or her) barking is driving me insane, since it always seems to start at insane hours of the day. Like 6am... on a Saturday morning.
Current vice: Trashy magazines like Cleo and New Woman. Although they don't fall as far into the garbage category as "Who" and "NW" magazines, they're still full of the lies and rubbish that doesn't actually fulfill me. As if fashion, make-up and a sinful sex life is going to make me any closer to being... JOY. And yet I insist on wasting my money reading crappy stories about it all. Stupid girl.
Current regret: Maxing my EARTH credit card on things I don't need. Stupid girl.
Purchase that I DON'T regret: Books. Recent ones include "Blind Submission" (which is a good read, and no it's NOT a raunchy erotic novel), and "The Pact" (which I've only just started but found on the front table at a beautiful second-hand book store on Pitt St).

I can see:
:: The stuffed lion that Edwin got me at the Easter Show. It's got a bright orange mane and big blue eyes and has been affectionately named "Grr."
:: A box of Kleenex.
:: A very untidy pile of books, including the Bible, The Pact by Jodi Picoult, Holy Cow! by Sarah McDonald, Pope Benedict's encyclical on love, And On the Seventh Day - a trilogy by Paulo Coelho.
:: White Australian Open 2007 cap (also from Edwin)
:: Chest of drawers with blue undies sticking out
:: Lindt milk chocolate Easter rabbit with its head bitten off.
:: Kodak digital camera with 2MB worth of John Mayer in its memory

On my mind:
:: Should really learn how to use MoviePlus 5 so I can publish the Youth Festival video properly.
:: Am I really supposed to be starting to make the JCI video?
:: FLASH 8 tutorials... back to the ood ol' uni days of multimedia production and animation... oh *@!&$!
:: Maybe I'll work from home tomorrow.
:: Snuggles
:: Website website website.
:: Well she never was the best / at following the trends / Stayed one step above the rest / And even though it seemed / Like the world was crashing on her / Didn't let it hold her down / Didn't hold her back oh no / Don't worry you'll show them / [Chorus:] There's a fire in your eyes / And I hope you'll let it burn / There's a scream in your voice / And I hope you will be heard / There's a fire in your eyes / And I hope you'll let it burn / Until you're heard, you're heard (again, The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus)
:: Sleep... oh now that's a good idea.