Asia. Chinese language. Pretending to enjoy the blowings up of stuffs, to direct attention away from my subtler side, in which I hide my urges to blow stuff up subtly. Recently, Magic: the Gathering. I'm on the bandwagon about 7 years too late, so sue me. Touring ruins.
With Mishap.
The Virus, Oxymoron, Ani Difranco, 7 Year Bitch, Sleater-Kinney, Bikini-Kill, the less-emo side of Alkaline Trio, Propagandhi, Bad Religion, Built to Spill, The Classics, Crass, Flogging Molly, Groovie Ghoulies, Joni Mitchell, Mazzy Star, Melissa Ferrick, Oi Polloi, The Riffs, Ohgr, Pearl Jam, Soundgarden, Pixies, Stiff Little Fingers, Team Dresch, Adicts, the Clash, the Von Bondies, Throw Rag, Veruca Salt. Mmmm. Yeah.
Meh.
Oh Jeezuz. Still Life with Woodpecker by: Tom Robbins. 1984, Animal Farm, Shooting and Elephant, Down and Out in Paris and London, etc. by Orwell. Pulp, Post Office, by Bukowski. Spares, One of Us, Only Forward, by Michael Marshall Smith. The Hitchhikers' Guide to the Galaxy series, by Douglass Adams. English Passengers, forgot the author. Tex and Molly in the Afterlife, by Grant. Perfume: the Story of a Murderer, forgot the author. The Death Gate cycle series, by Weiss and Hickman. Cat's Cradle, Breakfast of Champions, Slaughterhouse Five, by Vonnegut. Choke, by Chuck Palahniuk. You know, satire 'n' stuff.