And it builds till crescendo

I'm listening to Death Cab, who seem to be masters of the term, the gradual building of music until it hits its peak only to crash down to an ominous silence that seems beautiful in the void, which is then replaced by the comparable beauty of the most simple of arrangements. 

indeed.

I play music almost every day. In some form or other, I play, listen, make, find. And you would think with this constant immersion into what has become such a defining entity in today's culture, I would be somewhat good at it. But...I'm not. I can play, I am, for the most part, self taught. (The dog next door is barking insatiably and I'm going to kill it, seriously, back in a minute...) Piece of crap, Bob chained my dog outside it was my freaking dog causing all the noise, what a moron dog. Well...everything I was going to say is now pointless. Nevermind.

Got to my two year anniversary dating Katelynn today. that's pretty exciting. Never dated anyone for two years straight before. Brought her flowers to work, took her out for a little dinner, watched LOST. Not a bad day. 

Do you have twitter? if not I suggest it. It is pretty much the best thing on the internet besides stumblupon.com. If you don't twitter, I suggest you look it up, it's free, and just really fun. Not that the world needs to be more connected by any means, but the micro blogging aspect is just so cool, I think. 

what a lame post, if you read this whole thing, way to go. BTW, I'm looking for a new job, I really think I hate Famous Dave's, but don't tell them that yet, I need a new job before I can quit there. Whatchagonnado?

Billy