I Don't Want To Be In Charge

I must have been exhausted, because I went to bed around 11 last night and woke up at 10:30 this morning, with only a short layover for some diet Mt. Dew in the middle of the night.  I decided that I don't want to be an adult today.  I don't want to be in charge, I don't want to worry, and I don't want to think.

So I considered some New Year's resolutions.  So far, they are:

1.  Get a new car.
2.  Get a Wii and dance my ass off to silly songs on video games.  Maybe I can update my dance moves to approximately 2007.  Considering they're currently from 1999, that'd be a total upgrade.

I also thought about Christian Death, a goth band (deathmetal?) I liked when I was a teenager.  So I read its Wikipedia entry and listened to some songs on Youtube and remembered that I liked slower goth more than the psychobilly goth.

Then I looked at list of songs I remembered when reading GPOM's Encyclopedia of Punk, and looked up this song.  There is nothing punk about it, except maybe the male chanting.  Maybe.

Today's awesome phrase is: Irrepressibly untalented.  It was a descriptor for Sid Vicious.  Apt.