Are you here for the music? Are you here to be seen? Are you here for the scene? What scene?!

There's a protest going on across the road from work. Tempted to go out and walk the line with them, but I'm just gonna sit here with my shoes off, eating vegan brownies, listening to LaGrecia and doing the bare minimum of work.

The last of my wisdom teeth erupted last night, only its not entirely on the gum, part of it is I guess "stuck" in the skin that connects the top and lower jaw. Painful doesn't even begin to describe it.
Insult to injury, my mp3 player is completely dead, but thankfully under warranty, so I can (hopefully) get a new one for free. Thank god. However, until then, I'm stuck with either my tape player (once I find it) or a cd player. brb 1997.

Ordered two copies of Alkaline Trio's selftitled record last night, then realised there's no way it'll arrive before I move. So fucked. I'm going to have to come home to collect records. God, I'm so retarded. Hopefully I at least get my B&T and Gaslight LPs before I move. I'll need something to listen to while I unpack. I could just put on None More Black or something, but I don't want to totally scare my new roomies.

Fuck. Imma have roomies. Wow. They're all gonna hate me. Awesome.