gloomchen

It was a weekend of industrial musical love at Reverence in Madison, Wisconsin. Well, it was for me, anyway. Angry music makes me so happy that I could explode in a shower of rainbow butterflies. A quick recap: day one was at the Orpheum Stagedoor, which is most certainly a theater. Definitely not a place [...]

AND THE NEW FLAVOR OF THE MOMENT IS: Cheesy fucking ’80s love songs that make me feel like a fucking idiot retard for finding them sweet. God I hate that. Skwairpeg posted Elton John’s “I Guess That’s Why They Call It The Blues” in her journal over the weekend and reading the lyrics today reduced [...]

Oh my, my, my. What a fantastic fucking trip that was. For those not in the know, I’ll catch you up to speed. Alex Lucard, fellow IP writer and man who only dates gorgeous lunatics, also who is not a vampire and has never wrestled Bret Hart, decided one day in his LJ to “marry” [...]

Every time I’m telling secrets I remember how it used to be And I realized how much I miss you And I realize how it feels to be free I wasn’t a very good friend at times to Jen. She wasn’t a very good friend to me many times either, like when I busted her [...]

Tanya and other DT nerds, you will appreciate: [19:50] zappafrank2112: do you know what james labrie’s influences were [19:50] zappafrank2112: b/c I know the main guys loved classic rock and metal [19:50] gloomchen: his pants [19:51] zappafrank2112: but labrie seems like BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA

There’s a little tickle in the back of my throat that threatens to turn into springtime sickness. I wish it would hurry up already as I tend to handle any sickness from start to finish in a week, and I have things to do the weekend after next. So, it’s me and my pal Robitussin, [...]

Last night I went out with the gang to Hammerheads, which was nice to get out of the house and attempt to socialize. Matt prodded me into dressing up for the occasion, which made me completely stick out like a sore thumb, but I can say with absolutely all modesty intact that I looked fucking [...]

One thing I have noticed from listening to the hits of the ’50s, ’60s, and some ’70s is that I can completely understand why my best friend, Sarah, loves them so much. They provide such an idealistic and simplistic view of everything in the universe, particularly love and romance. If they’re not singing how much [...]

Since I’m sitting here listening to the radio all day long (Oldies 107.5 WDBQ) and things are constantly blowing through my brain, I figured I would start taking notes. “Oh Carol.” Find the lyrics to this song and see if you don’t stab yourself in the eyeball. I thought “All By Myself” was pathetic — [...]

It was the end of the summer of 1995 and all was far from well. Things were dying with my first serious boyfriend. Actually, that’s probably the nicest way to put it; it’s more accurate to talk about him stringing me along for a summer while screwing half of another city, later coming around to [...]