Indecisive Jones
I have changed my mind about life's goals again. Now I desire to start a death metal band that sings songs in the same vein as the Polyphonic Spree. Songs about kittens and sunshine and being glad that you're you. Accompanied by thrash guitars and long haired scary people screaming in a growly monster voice. And guitar solos; if those aren't there it's all for naught.

It would be awesome. I'd call it post-metal irony-core.

Also, there would be a squid fighting a shark in the live shows. A giant shark. The grand finale would be the lead guitarist, which may even be me, take his guitar in one hand and a broadsword in the other and finish them both off.

The band's mascot would be a marshmallow.

I need sleep now.  ¶ 10:14 p.m.