better days

it's days like these, when i have boyz II men stuck in my head (don't ask), no comments on my page other than spam, and am four concert reviews in the red (they'll be coming soon), that i wonder what i'm doing. music is a funny kind of existence. i can't write it really, but i can play it and openly appreciate it. as much as i appreciate it, however, it's a thankless business, and i'm sure my admiration for it and all things pertaining is considered worthless because i doubt i'm cool enough to count. even by the little guys. bummer.

in other news, thesaurus.com's new colour scheme layout is now potty-themed. grotesque.



/jen/