There's too much caffeine in my system, and it's 1AM, and I feel fairly dizzy, but Charlotte Hatherley is still singing to me sweetly, and the soda keeps coming, and I keep typing, and there's no homework or teachers or annoying social cliques or sunshine or monkeys with knives or unexpected humidity or half-formed jokes that result in awkward silence or papercuts or Shakespeare or gummy worms or abandoned cereal bowls or physical examinations or candy wrappers on the ground or grades or last minute assignments I forgot about, so it's all good. Life's okay sometimes, even if my sleeping patterns are not.

I was going to attempt to form a blog here but for the sake of being completely obtuse and random, I am going to end it right here, leaving it up to you to comment in whatever way you please. I don't really think I could write a blog that lives up to the expectations of that first paragraph anyway. Hooray for collapsing under own weight. Speaking of collapsing...

Try to get some rest,
count backward from ten.
You've gone too long without sleep
I know you won't rest stressed, so give up, just give up.

And don't say no to pills,
Ativan won't kill.

You said, 'My life's like a bad movie,'
And I said, 'It's true of all us.'
You said, you said, 'I've got to wake up so ****ing early,'
And I said, 'Maybe the directors turned on us.'

Outside the five sounds like the ocean,
relax, don't keep your eyes open.
Don't look at the clock,
your brain will never stop.

You said, 'My life's like a bad movie,'
And I said, 'That's true of all us.'
You said, you said, 'I've got to wake up so ****ing early,'
And I said, 'Maybe the directors turned on us.'

Don't say no to pills,
Ativan won't kill.

- Minus The Bear

Alright well, yesterday's blog was a little bit of comic relief, if you like. But come on, though. Even the dumbest person on earth has to admit that raccoons rampaging through the city would totally make GTA IV even better than it probably already is.

I'm sure I was interpreted wrongly, though. Maybe the blog contained a little pretentiousness value™. Maybe it had some kind of hidden whiff of "I'm too cool to buy into the hype, look at me, I didn't buy the game". This was not what I intended. GTA IV is surely a great game, although I'm extremely sceptical about the 10 scores everybody is giving it (the entire concept of giving 10's utterly baffles me anyway)

Let me say this: I am going to try the game out. I'm not going to say anything explicitly negative towards the game or complain about how everybody is writing blogs about it like some kind of stuck-up dumbass because I'm fairly sure it's an enjoyable game. Granted, I'll only be indulging in the single player portion of the game, but that'll be enough for me to decide whether it's the best game ever or not.

I'll be renting the game, and then I'll give my two cents.

I think it's fairly self-explanatory.

... that after three days, I still cannot comprehend the badass value™ of Weezer's new album cover.

Such epic win.