New High, or is it low?

Yesterdays sunny 18 exkursion nine ended with three too high. In total I was 17 too high, so the beginning was too sad. I blame the fryer, the pan man.

Extreme agression

and the beauty of being numb

For the few of you who haven’t kept track

http://yearzero.nin.com

http://www.ninwiki.com/Main_Page

Olf; pronounced as in the Hollows

The old guy is leaving in slightly more than a week. Sad but understandable. I will surely miss the guy, and all the help he provided.

The wretched

NIN

Pigs

Tonight the big one. And it does make me feel better.

Hell

watain

NO; The Blue bus to Hell and back

Watain was predictably boring; Kreator (suicide terrorist) much better than expected and Celtic ruled.
Fuck the world tour 2007.
The best with boring Watain was when they threw skinned sheep heads into the crowd together with a big chunk of meat.

Red Line to Hell

As I have stated a lot of times my morning subway ride is far from good. This morning when I arrived to the station platform to catch my train the indicator (that shows the time for the next train) stated: “A train is cancelled due to vandalisation.”
At 640 in the morning?
Baaaaaad excuse!
Of course I had to wait for a long time for the train. Since I am now an experienced waiter (not server…) I kept on reading The Dirt while listening to Neurosis.

Cold Devilish Darkness

Rolling out to the freezer to experience devilish groans and thundering guitarrs tomorrow with the glowing mushroom man and more evilsouls.
Question is if I will be cleansed or if the evening will only perspire into another dark dwelling.