the vines seem to remind me of what kurt cobain would sound like if he teamed up with sebadoh. except for the fact that the lead seems to have a regular singing voice that's not as raspy.

the white stripes go well with the smell of almond laced coffee. if i had money to spare, i might buy white blood cells.

i listened to these bands on horrible borders headphones. borders doesn't ever seem to have any music that i'm actually looking for - which, at times, makes me feel like a pretentious indie scenster or something (that's kind of funny because i'm not part of any physical scene). it also makes me wonder if there are kids in town buying these things... because i don't know any of them or where they would ever be...

afterwards i sat down against a wall to look through POP and a few other design, fashion, art and journalism magazines.

finding forrester seems like a decent movie about writing and, i think, has some nice anecdotes about the writing process.

my mom described my music as "alternative" the other day. that struck me as really strange and i didn't know how to react. also, some kid from my mom's class apparently bought one of my cds.