Minus the Bear

Did I say I was going to stop posting until I sort out the mess inside my head? Fuck that shit. I'm here, and I'm ready to rock this blog. My God, I rhymed. You know what else I'm ready to rock? I'm going to see this band called MINUS THE fucking BEAR live on concert. TWICE. If I'm lucky.

So here's the plan: I'm going to the ride out the unholy storm that is of my geology field trip (They stole the last week of my summer holiday for a field trip to the middle of fucking nowhere), and when I come back to Melbourne, I'll be treated to the goodness that is of Minus The Bear live in concert. Twice.

About this time last year, Minus the Bear actually performed live in Melbourne. But guess what happened? I didn't know they were here because I was too busy playing this stupid, pretentious videogame called fucking Bioshock. Then I prayed to God, "God, please let me watch Minus The Bear live in concert, I really, really need this, I promise I'll be a good boy, I'll stop spanking the monkey, I'll stop being a total dickhead, I'll be half-dickhead if that counts, please O'God, please please pretty please".

And shazam. I might actually get to see these badboys live. TWICE. Booyah.

And oh, I'm back to blogging. You wouldn't think that I'd gone off just like that, didn't you? Not a chance in heck, kids. There will be more awesomeness in form of extra supersized blog posts when I get back from this unholy geology field trip. Later. Just kidding, I'm not going to spend my waking hours rambling about some random bullshit that no one gives a shit about. But yes, I'm actually going to start blogging again (and I know it's only been a week, but eh I was going to stop writing for at least a month, and no I haven't got all my stuff sorted out, there's still a huge mess in my mind that I have to take care of, but fuck that), which is a contradiction to the previous sentence, but still, I'm going to be here, dishing out the love, the love, the love...

Ugh.