[fight] or flight (choose one)

Please ignore the awful grammar in that last post. I wrote it while angry, and, as we all know, Krista angry is not a good thing.



Krista a little depressed and disappointed, is a little safer.


I love Anna, I just wish someday a guy would like ME more than her. Because I love her enough for any two people.

Telling him to go to hell was pretty funny on your part babe. But the swimming half naked. . . Not such a good idea. And I would have felt really bad if you had kicked him out.

Akim doesn't have to act like an ass to me anymore, and he pretty much stopped that crap as soon as I mentioned Andy in a non-positive way to him. November wont be soon enough. ^_^

You know what I love about his journal? I didn't put a link for comments, I just put a link to my read me disclaimer (next to the date, the notepad. Read it, know it, love it, live it). This is just about as personal as my written diary (okay, maybe not that personal) and I need it sometimes. A lot.

enough about that. Back to the Krista-is-fucked-in-the-head

I get to see Fisher again today. At one is when I'm heading over there. I don't doubt he is one of a very few who can kinda figure out my streams of consciousness and rearrange it into something legible. If only he wasn't so much older than me. KATONA IS NOT A SERIOUS CRUSH! I just thought she was pretty. damnit.

So, Death Cab's new album. . . Okay. We have the Facts is much better, Something About Airplanes likely their best. Anyone who tries to argue Transatlanticism as their top of de top just really wants another dashboard confessionals-like sound from Ben Gibbard. Out of Plans, brother on a hotel bed was my favorite. Sweet, sad and memorable. Everything I've come to expect from DCFC.

HIM. . . I got his new album for free just by being awesome and being on staff at the newspaper. I guess I have influence or something on campus since my GTA consensual sex article, which Omers Poli. Sci. Professor apparently liked. New album is just as much crap as I expected from this kindergoth's dream. Pathetico and sad and yet another attempt to draw teenaged girls in with pseudo-emotional lyrics. I mean, come one, Razorblade Kisses? How. . . Sad. . . . This one is just as awful. Pre-manufactured Goth-pop-rock at its best/worst. I guess if it sells.

Ah, but I did download Pedro the Lion live and I have just way too much respect for the band as of late. Humble to the crowds, polite and accepting, even when their audience isn't . The same touching sounds and emotional behind each word, facetious or not, case in point being When They Really Get to Know You, They Will Run. Despite the obviously jesting lyrics, you fall into the momentum and instead of laughing you're singing along wondering when you became a misogynist. Pedro is the best thing to happen to my ears, or any orifice for that matter, in a long time.