I don't know why, but I had the urge to write a random blog post. I'm sick of taking these things seriously, or somewhat at least. I thought I'd share some lyrics with you from a certain band.

It was ice cream headaches and sweet avalanche
When the pearls in our shells came out to dance
You call me a bad tipper of the cradle
But I’m tired yawns for fawns on hunter’s lawns
We’re the has-beens of husbands
Sharpening the knives of young wives
Take two years and call me when you're better
Take teardrops of mine, find yourself wetter

That doesn't make any sense to me either, so don't worry. I think it's the fact that Fall Out Boy generally make no sense which appeals to me. It's just interesting to listen to, I suppose; though I really don't know. If anyone knows the song, then they deserve a cookie.

In other news, I think I'm losing faith in Sony. Sometimes I wonder if they think us Europeans are plain stupid. It's bad enough that we have to pay a lot more for a PS3 than those in the US and Japan, but when I hear that we'll be getting a less capable version, then I really lose the will to go on. How can they expect us to pay more for a system that is less compatable with PS2 games? They say it's to cut costs. Well, great, but maybe we should see a benefit in the price of the damn thing. I'll admit, it's not really the games that interest me. I'm more excited about Bluray. Don't get me wrong; the games look good, but I already have a 360. However, I recently began to worry that the PS3's bluray capabilities would be a little subpar. I considered the possibility of buying a regular Bluray player, only to remember that Bluray might still fail miserably. The wise thing to do would be to wait but I'm an impatient individual. The other (small) problem is the deposit which I paid for the PS3 already. Maybe that will sway me, not that it should.

I'll leave you with some more magical words from Patrick...

They say quitters never win
We walk the plank on a sinking ship
There's a world outside of my front door
That gets off on being down