I saw Disney's Earth today, and I almost cried it was so beautiful. They basically snatched footage from either Blue Planet or Planet Earth and had James Earl Jones narrate it. Excellent.
Ugh, all I want to do is listen to Joan Jett and Johnny Thunders and Bad Brains and secretly listen to Jailbreak and pretend I am listening to the aforementioned artists. And hey, too bad I wasn't productive at all this weekend, no sequence of events in my mind at all. I am too bored, and I have a stack of twelve books I should be reading for my own well being. All I want to do is sew some fucking balloons on my shirts and sit outside all day.
Band practice today ruled, but it kind of sucks that our first gig has to be at school, not some dank basement with mold and rats and secret tunnels. That would be way more badass than being sandwiched between various high school bands that all write original songs about love had and love lost. Give me a break.