You know the song Glacier by Unbunny. A few lines in that song describes this day pretty good.

We’re moving like glaciers now,
when we move at all 

and a bit later

Well, i waited for the weekend
but the weekend didn’t want me

It’s slow. Undead slow, almost down to a halt. Half past eight and I’ve assumed the clock should be well into the night. There is this restlessness combined with apathy, this ambivalence is probably what they built the movie Scanners on. Not that it give unbelievable headaches but in that it’s not fucking normal. On the other hand, normal seems to imply that the brain is made of cotton.

Unbunny:

Northeast mini-tour in March. Massive Euro-tour in May. Dates and venues posted soon.

Massive? Euro? Unbunny? These are things that when combined rises expectations and makes me want to run around in the room shouting “zOMG!” over and over again. The fanboy level will reach a critical mass.

Five excellent phrases from Unbunny songs

1. Massachusetts
   it’s the place where i was born
   In a mill town
   n the middle of a storm
   in the statasphere
   there’s a little ball of light
   it comes down into the earth
   when condistions are just right
   (Massachusetts)
2. You could say
   you would say
   I’m like all of these
   decomposing leaves
   dark and heavy
   (I Knock Things I Haven’t Tried)
3. Our lives are measured by the weekends
   said a weatherman to an anchor friend
   Feels like more if it feels like nothing
   and I am predicting rain again
   (Swans Are fainting)
4. I’ve been seen out all alone
   past grocery stores and mobile homes
   beyond the glow of industrial parks
   where laundromats spin broken hearts
   Out among the powerlines
   things don’t always turn out fine
   There’s a message in this nursery rhyme
   (Nightwalking)
5. I am a landscape typist
   when a landscape typist is nothing to even be.
   I’ll strike the ribbon
   with just the perfect keys
   (Landscape Typing)