Is That Alright? Give My Gun Away When It's Loaded, Is That Alright, With You?

Damien Rice - 9 Crimes

I've never watched the video for this song before now. It's currently a big favorite for creepiest music video of all time. But watch the whole thing, or else you won't really get the full effect. But wow, goodness me.


Anyhoo. So as TallRoommate and ShortRoommate have moved home for the summer, and as they found nobody to sublet from them, it's going to be just me and GayRoommate all summer. Thus, he has moved into the other bedroom, as it was decided that, despite the fact that we like eachother, there's not really a reason for us to share a room, and leave a room empty.

I suppose we could have turned it into some other sort of room (guest room, servant's quarters, giant moon bounce room, etc.), but I think that I'm satisfied with this decision.


Also. Wait. Did everyone watch the Red Wings game last night? I'm still upset. First, can we go over that it was at this point that the ref decided that the puck was dead, and he should probably blow the whistle? Except, wait, what's that rubber object in the bottom corner? Oh! It's the puck! In full view! Not being touched by anyone! About to be tipped into the net! Damn you Brad Watson. Damn you to hell. And the worst part is, the whistle didn't even blow until after the puck went in the net (time 1:21 in the video). It was just decided that the ref intended to blow it before it went in. I wanted to throw something at the TV.

And dear Brad Stuart, apparently you're not allowed to check anyone anymore. Because if you hit them too hard, you're going to get a bullshit interference call. I hate people.


In happier news, I've decided to become a model. I know, it's exciting news. The end.