XXVI

I have a few things I want to say in this post, so I'm not sure if it will be long, or short, or a fat tubby guy with a prematuring gray beard. So lets get started. I've had a few people ask me if I had MySpace. No. I will probably never have MySpace as I dont like it or what it looks like, I have this blog and then I have my DeviantART page for my photography, why in the world would I want to be on a site with a bunch of people that know nothing of web-design and functionality? Besides who the hell would I want to talk to, obviously want is bold for a reason, I'm a simple guy that can entertain myself and I dont need other people to do so, Im a loner kinda guy. You people honestly want to talk to me that bad, I have this place, leave a comment on a post or email me. Its not that hard of an email address to remember either, Thomas.Simpson@gmail.com... If you wonder what Im up to, fuck just read this, thats pretty much it, Im not completely and utterly insane to the point I will go have a nipple chopped off or some shit. Want to know what Im doing when not working on music or composing, click the fucking link to Da, there you go. Simple.

At the current time I am having a classical music renaissance within myself. I enjoy it, its hard to a degree and makes me think. Its as someone once put it, a "thinking man's music", and that is cool with me by all means, I'm not one to dumb myself down for the benefit of others. And while we are on the minor subject of shit I dont like, lets also add in the mix, "lol", anime/manga, wig-a-nese (you know who you little bastards are), in-crowd shit, pop music, overly-emotional gothic/cry-baby bullshit people (faux-emos), and lastly cell-phones.

Moving on. I was wandering around dA earlier and every page I clicked that had an anime avatar was indeed full of shit and made me want to pluck my fucking eyes out with rusty fish hooks. Dont get me wrong there are some pretty kick ass artist out there, but when its done on a piece of paper, that aint it, if you think it looks so good, transfer it to an unlined white paper stock, and it will be much better. And what the fuck is up with kids these days taking *nese names? If I was of far eastern decent I would be fucking pissed to fucking high heaven. Get a better name you almond-eyed pricks!

Anyway, I was messing around on the piano today and came up with a nice descending phrase and I have traced it back to two major works. Sigh, Beethoven's Moonlight, and Blue Oyster Cult's Dont Fear The Reaper. In other words I cant use it, because to me thats like lifting works from other people and that aint cool, but at least it sounds pretty. Also I might mention I quit my job, I have never in my life been as sore as I have in the last 3 days. But I might give my old job a call back since they liked me and thought I did a damned good job. Have fun people.