phthalombrage | All the trimmings.

Are the mood and music things supposed to help plop strangers into our personal moccasins for a while? Oh yes, an ambiance of me is portrayed by the ridiculous sky-blue kitty bouncing up and down above what I have typed. Cartoons are so great. Exaggerated gestures show emotion. I am embarrassed, therefore I blush and shift my feet around (fade to CL clip- God, I am a nerd). My life will never be as exciting as that hovering decapitated feline. And must existence be accompanied by music? I mean.. I own like no CDs. They cost money. I haven't even been able to decide what I like, or hear enough to choose. The radio plays a lot of crap and MTV and VH1 are too into themselves to actually play music. Maybe I'll just put the occasional song antagonisingly ricocheting off the interior walls of my skull. That is, unless the music bit is just so you can make fun of the bands I like. What is with all of the obsession over bands.. (heh heh so far I'm partial to radiohead.) And I can pretend to identify with my dramatic little emissiary. Regardless, happy-sad is so fleeting. Different shades, meaningful only in context. Hasten not to forget that I could be deluding myself. I already suspect all of those «hyper-chouette!!1» happy people of the same... I feel great, whee, my brain is bathed in pheramones, everything I say is so light and fluffy and crispy. Later, it only seems flaky and full of air bubbles... The power of sarcasm is that sometimes anger isn't serious... sometimes I neglect to pick up on that. Happy and sad are overdone. Like be and very and nice and good. We demand empathy! When do we want it? NOW!! Those impatient rodents. So I choose to imagine music/mood as reference points. Little markers that apologize: ignore this post, I'm high on sugar. I'm tired, so I can not spell. I am basking in the stench of my overwhelming self-pity; make snarky comments behind my back. That sort of thing. They're interesting, I guess. I just like to ramble. Usually mostly inside my head, but presently I'm dumping my waste here.