Dilemma

What do you do when you reeeally want to listen to a CD but because of your sudden burst of anger and disappointment in their lead singer you just can't bring yourself to do it?

If I put in either, it'd be Almost Here, but I'd really like to listen to the EP. But that's just way too much narcissism. "Glenda?" Oooh, I could've punched his pretty little face in (at the moment). It's a good thing they weren't staying at the same Hampton Inn as us, or I'd be facing a law suit and he'd be facing a broken nose, and the rest of the band would be facing alot less fans as a result of William's sudden swerve towards ugliness.

I know, I know, I'm a complete loser. You can all comment and tell me so. I'm going to become an even bigger loser because one look from those smiling brown eyes and I will probably instantly forget that we ever even -had- a plan. What makes it even worse is that if he continues to act like a 6th-grader, I will still continue to pay upwards of $20 (tickets, gas, service charge) for now just 1 1/2, maybe 2 seconds, of him hugging me. That's really what it all boils down to now, since we've lost everything else. 20 bucks to feel the arms of the most beautiful boy on Earth around me for just a moment, feel the heat seeping from his torso into mine for a second, long enough to take one breath of him. Arms around bodies and interlinking smiles. Pathetic. Beyond expression through the English language pathetic.

So I'm singing the song ("I'm a loser, I'm a loser, and I'm not what I appear to be.") and I don't even want to talk about missing the Strange Days Festival and The Doors The Doors The Doors and I think I kind of need a hug. Anyone willing to do the awful task?

Quote Of The Day: "Believing nothing, the skeptic is blind; believing everything, the naif is lame." Too bad it's from Hinduism Today.