Specific Gravity

I've been offline for a week due to my parents' phone line being down. We had a bout of rain this past week and for some reason the phone went out.

I never thought I'd be thankful for having a dial-up connection, but yeah, it sure feels good to be back in 1994... living with my folks again... getting lectured for staying out too late, not eating enough vegetables, and spending too much money.

And it looks like Atlanta radio has decided to join me on my 20th century vacation. I was listening to the radio one morning this week and was hit with the following line-up:

"Evenflow", Pearl Jam
"Creep", Radiohead
"Plush", Stone Temple Pilots
"All Apologies", Nirvana
(A brief respite courtesy of the rarely-appreciated Linkin Park-- some song about nothing matters or trying so hard or something)
"Would?" Alice in Chains
"Machinehead", Bush

Ah, it's good to be back in 1994. I'm surrounded by my Pearl Jam, STP and Crash Test Dummies posters I've proudly hung in my room. I'm really looking forward to the fact that I can pull out my old pair of jeans (with the big freakin holes in the knees) and wear my flannels from Britches, endure a horrible onslaught of acne, and discover a myriad of mind-expanding drugs.

But I may have to rejoin the 21st century soon... I'm starting to realize the unfortunate downsides of living. Being stuck in 1994 has caused me to miss the biggest day of 2005. Oh fuckity-fuck.