i got a woman and she won't be true.

i recently received an email inquiring as to why i haven't been as prolific with the posts this week.

welllllll...

thoughts of respiratory failure, talk of re-admitting myself to rehab, behind in every class, persistent ringing in the ears, broadband's fucked, closed eye visuals of murder scenes, nasty head cold, debilitating panic attacks, hearing various voices as i attempt to fall asleep at night, profuse nosebleeds (and i haven't had a nosebleed since i was six, so draw your own conclusions), dreams predicting the first of said nosebleeds, bone-crippling alienation, and general scumbaggery.

so there you have it, kipper1131986. i'm pretty much a walking advert for any one of ONDCP's numerous anti-drug campaigns. The Crash + Mental Illness = The Anti-Drug. as a "for instance."

happy you fuck?

as for the video, though i'm not on any (on account of the wholly american condition of being uninsured), i can def relate to this video for placebo's "meds" more than i'd like to admit.

maybe i'll get busy again when shit blows over, huh? got some essays in the works (lotta fucked up shit is going down as we speak and i can't sleep on the children as they weep), so don't pee your pants, just hold your horses, just hold tight babydoll, clouds'll clear soon enough.

I Need Drugs!

jesus h! this song used to be really near and dear to my heart you guys. kinda cutesy even. play it for cool people at work maybe and get a laugh. all that's fucked up after seeing this video though. one look at uncle howie shooting up and it's like fuck, the addict's life, in my face, for real this time. i almost can't even pay attention to the lyrics with all this dope drama going on in the background. and the fucking vintage camcorder aesthetic (you know, the shit the size of a samsonite, vhs tapes, shoulder mounted, goofy as fuck?) adds to the griminess tenfold.

if ONDCP were smart/effective/tuned in at all, a. they'd stop trying to get kids to stop/never start smoking weed, and b. they'd launch their new front with this video as their all-star PSA.

one look at this shit and all the gateway drug stuff is instantly validated.

"no kid grows up saying, i wanna be a junkie," proclaims mr. voiceover.

yeah, well, make it visceral uncle sam. introduce the kids to uncle howie. haha. to a real fucking maniac and not some drama major asshole from connecticutt but no, as usual, the war on drugs wastes our time, cash, and resources pussyfooting around the issue.

bottom line, stop wasting my money you fucks.