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the rage box - cosmic string theory

I gave up on this one partway through, because it's so unmetric it makes looping anything reliably an impossible chore, and everything I tried to add to it sounded like atonal ass as a result. So, if it sounds unfinished, that's why. It's still 2:11 long, and really is just a single string riff I liked so much I kept globbing crap onto it. I got a new pack of string samples and wanted to give them a whirl. Still, it does something for me, but it may just be the mood I was in when making it, one of wistful thankfulness. Which brings us to today's actual post.

Tonight, I'd have been thankful if it was Thanksgiving or April. It's a cooincidence, but I figure, hey, why not treat it like providence and milk a sappy but overdue entry out of it.

(As an unrelated note here, due to a phone call I recieved while writing this, I would like to note that I will now probably never forget that in Final Fantasy IX, the Pisces Stellazio is in a place called Invincible. Having not played the game, I am able to generate my own context around this, and the irony of it makes me laugh hysterically. Now back to our program.)

I have been pretty bummed for the past day or so, as the somewhat embarassingly scatterbrained last entry will attest to. Like Wil, though, I'm pretty committed to letting that LAME stamp singe my permanent record, and I'm leaving it up. That's me.

Bummed though I may be, I'm still thankful in general.

So, I take this thanksgiving day to thank the great many people who make my day to day life something I feel grateful for despite my own crippling mental neuroses. Those who still put up with me, and encourage others to do so, and those who lift me up when I get down about those who've made it clear they don't want anything to do with me. I can't really think of much I've done to deserve any of these people in my life, and can think of quite a bit that should dissaude them from being in it, and if that isn't a call for gratitude, I don't know what is.

So, to all the people out there who for some reason still call me friend, thanks be to you. I have it pretty sweet, a privileged life, and yet I'd still be miserable if it weren't for all of you. I am an awfully petty and jealous person, and the times when I acknowledge how ridiculously unrewarding it must be to wade through the crap those traits bring on are too few and far between.

Everyone have a happy and undercooked-stuffing-salmonella-free day.

Jesus.

Note to self: check email before writing long entries.

I'm going to close this out now, as I have to shift gears in my writing, and don't even want to risk crossing tones.

[and here i had this perfectly sincere entry]