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snap decisions, the perils thereof

So the Killers song turned out to be quite fun in the end. And now I have an even more humbling retraction to make. After repeated exposure, the new My Chemical Romance song turns out to be a big ball of emo bombast which is actually somewhat irresistible. I know, I know, sign me up for a MySpace page and photograph me looking up at the camera. But I can't resist epic pop, I really can't. This is why I own a Muse album and consider the last minute of System of a Down's Chop Suey to be utter genius. It's all very embarrassing. I have no doubt that Flapjack will taunt me mercilessly upon reading this, but there you go. Sometimes you have to go with your gut.

Now I'm off to write in my LiveJournal about how the only thing that really scares me is myself.

moth is listening to: My Chemical Romance
Mood: ^_^ Kawaii!

It's the bomb that will bring us together

Americans - and by this I mean inhabitants of the USA - cannot be trusted with anything.  While playing a kangaroo-based version of Hangman recently (it's called Hangaroo. Do you have a problem with that?  It's the least of my worries), the category "French cuisine" came up.  The answer was something along the lines of "Crispy cheese puffs".  Okay, not really understanding French cuisine, there.  Then came the category "Indian delicacies".  The answer - the Kangaroo swung for this - was "Banana Raita".

Seriously, this is what they do with food and this country is trusted with thermonuclear explosives.