i’ve realized i really like indian music. i don’t know why. i think it might have to do with the fact that it’s extremely unpredictable. i kind of like how it’s like discovering something new…with your ears. that sorta discovery is really only felt when you hear something like a fact or a rumor.
on that note, how long does it take a rumor to become fact? i thought about this when i was watching history channel yesterday. it seems like they know so many personal details about people, but i fail to see the proof. shakespeare is a good example. a lot of people think that he was in fact a woman. other people think he was gay. it seems like gay gets tossed around a lot in history, but it’s only when someone reaches a certain point of greatness. shakespeare’s the greatest writer of all time you say? god, he’s so gay. even the roman emperors, who were the biggest things on earth when they were around, apparently they loved gay sex. apparently, they even had massive gay orgies. you know what this sounds like to me? “peterson got the promotion and not me? what a fucking faggot.” apparently there’s always going to be one really jealous guy throughout history throwing out the gay line. it just sucks for shakespeare, he got the woman line too. im not saying it’s bad to be a woman, i’m simply saying, it’s bad to be a guy, and be called a woman. and vice versa. unless you’re mulan, in which case, you don’t mind at all, until you meet the cute captain, that is.
anyways, enough of that. it’s raining right now. how come every time it rains, the weather channel freaks out? they treat it like the storm of the century. i just think it’s a way for them to get back all the viewers who leave them every time they’re wrong.
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