I was laying around the house this weekend, bored, as usual, and my little brother was flipping through channels on our new expanded cable that I have yet to figure out how we are affording. Well, on flashed . . . The Commercial . . .
I've ranted about it before, but its never been this bad . . .
They've gotten to Part VII . . . *shudder* . . .
It was a commercial for Kids Bop 7. That demonic children's CD series that slaughters pop songs to the noise of young children screeching out the lyrics and melodies. It's always made my skin crawl, but it has sunk to a new low . . .
First, there was the Children's cover of 1985 by Bowling For Soup. There's something about people that couldn't have been born before 1992 singing a song nostalgic to the mid 1980's that just seems inherently wrong to me.
But that was not the end to the madness . . .
The end of the dastardly commercial revealed the Kidz's most horrifying cover yet: Float On by Modest Mouse.
If EVER there was a song that SHOULD NOT BE TOUCHED by tone deaf, naieve, whiny brats, it is modest mouse. Children do not listen to indie rock! No! That's just wrong! It makes my soul ACHE! GAHHHH!!!!!! It's just so wrong I can't stand to think of it! But the sounds BURN my mind and will not go away.
I am permanently scarred by the Kidz Bop sacrilege.
*dies*
Ok, so I'm not dead, but that still disturbs me. Speaking of disturbing things, I walked into my room at Dana only to discover that the stench of Doritos flooded the air. God, I could have puked. Then, later, Joe and Lindsay were EATING the doritos on my bed. ON MY BED! GAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! It was all I could do not to explode. Literally! I almost popped!
Ok, so not really. But that was REALLY disturbing as well. I really really really really really hope there aren't any dorito crumbs on my bed or I just don't know where I'm going to be able to sleep tonight. And now Tregan's ciggarettes are sitting on my bed. Lord, its just "Nasty Things On Eric's Bed" Night. *shudder*
Oh, Tregan just stopped by and grabbed his ciggarettes. Whew! One less thing to worry about.
Well, I think I'm going to start to try to get to bed at a reasonable hour. I'm vowing to myself that I'll be in bed by midnight. Then I'll just read until I fall asleep. No more AIM/MSN/internet to keep me up all night. It's all going OFF at midnight.
Hmmm . . . lets see . . . Banks piss me off. They have the most fucked up hours on weekends. I mean, seriously, who the hell closes at 1:00 in the afternoon? First National Bank, that's who. *gutteral noise of disgust*
Of course, I could always just deposit my paycheck at Wells Fargo, but I'll be damned if I'm going to let those assholes near my money. That, AND it'll be 3 days before I can touch my money anyway b/c Wells Fargo is retarded like that. I just want to close that stupid account once and for all. It's ridiculous. And I will, as soon as I can make it into Omaha and have First National NOT be closed. *Another gutteral noise of disgust*
That, AND I read in the ads in today's paper that Vamprie The Masquerade: Bloodlines is only $30 at Best Buy! Must buy! That, and I have to replace cleaning fluid for my little device that will repair the scratches on my Xenosaga Episode One game, for I must play though it again before Episode 2 comes out next month.
And other than those things, I really don't have anything else I feel the urge to spend money on. OH, but Lindsay and are going to Dipsticks at some point in the future. I have no idea when, or if this plan to go there will actual come to fruition, but we shall see. The rest of the money will probably be dumped into my satanic Wells Fargo Credit Card account. The fees on that fugger are ridiculous. Well, maybe not ridiculous, but more money than I care to waste on something so inane.
I've decided that I want to plan a big vacation at some point in my last summer in Nebraska before I go off to school. So, most likely, that will be the summer after this one coming up. I'm not sure where I want to go, but I want to go overseas and just explore for a week or so. Do whatever I want to do, go wherever I want to go. Probably Europe, maybe Japan, I don't know yet. I just want to go out of Nebraska with a bang. Of course I can't go alone, so I'll have to find someone to go with me. Maybe I can get Kelly to go. Although he might be a stickler as far as clubs go. Maybe someone else will enter my life that I will want to accompany me. Maybe one of my existing relationships will strengthen. OHhhhhh, Kori and I would have a blast! Emily and I would have a blast! Hmmm . . . now that I think about it, there are lots of people I'd like to take with me. But when I go, I want it to be with the person I feel the closest to. That way, maybe it won't feel so bad when I leave them here in Nebraska. But yeah, I want to do something like that in a year and a half. I have all next year to save up for it, so I think it could be a realistic possibility. We shall see, though. There is quite a lot between here and there.
