Its Saint Patrick's Day. Woo. Let's all get drunk. That's all this holiday is for. Drinking and an excuse to pinch people. I chose to wear black today. I actually wear black everyday, but today I made a strong effort to NOT wear green. I do not, nor will I ever, celebrate this day. And if you pinch me, you had better be prepared for an ass kicking.
I don't know what it is with March. My fingers want to type type type away, even about nonsense. Everyday I write something. It might not be on here, it might be on my secret blog...but still, everyday. I actually don't have a secret blog, but sometimes I wish I did.
Yesterday we discussed the awesomeness that is System of A Down. Today I thought I would share something with you that since discovering, has been impossible to leave my brain. Florence Welch and her wonderful Machine. If I've ever been obsessed with something, it is her. Her voice, the drums, the rhythm, the way I want to close my eyes and just sit there. The way I could never get sick of it. The way that EVERY song on her album is perfect, and never long enough. I can't explain what she does to me. I can barely comprehend what she does to me. I love her. She's so unfathomably talented. Please visit her site and take some time to hear the beauty. http://florenceandthemachine.net/
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