Before we begin, I'm not depressed. I'm just really ready for this year to be over.
Pros
- I have a fantastic boyfriend who I love and who loves me
- I saw some more consecutive shows this year than any other
- I met some really great people.
- I work at the IMAX but all my friends still work there too!
Cons
- James died
- So did my cat
- I got canned from my first real job
- I am incrediably poor.
2008 can go fuck itself. That's all I'm saying.
- Mood:
blah - Music:Elliott Smith -- Color Bars
People in Seattle were litterally dancing in the streets last night. They closed off entire blocks of Downtown and Capitol Hill to let people celebrate and bask in that amazing night. Never in my life have I even imagined that people would be this united, this inspired by one man, let alone a politician. We were a force last night, a community, brought together by need for change, and the hope that Barack Obama would be the man to pave the way to it. I honestly can't believe how happy I am, becuase I can honestly see that the future will be brighter than it has been since my adolesence.
The war in Iraq started when I was in Middle School, the people I went to highschool have gone through deployments there, and several may be going back. I have more than a few friends, and a boyfriend, looking for employment. I've had friends who've had to postpone finishing school, moving places they want to go, to get married, all becuase of the last 8 years of this administration. I went to England two years ago, and only talked when it was nessisary becuase I didn't want people to know I was an American, I was well aware of the stigma we carried around the world. I am aware of the negative affect we've had on everyone we've come into contact with just becuase of that Fucktard Bush not being able to close his stupid, selfish mouth.
But now, we have the promise of Obama. Here is a man who just by campagning, got thousands of people to rally for him in Berlin. He gave hope for our good name in other countries before he was even elected. I cannot imaigne all the good that will come when he gets into office. A man who has clearly established a team of those who are best at what they do, making thought out decisions, and brought to us a retirect of finding common ground for everyone he talks to, even those who didn't give him thier vote. A man who will listen, and decide a best course of action, wieghing the consequences of his actions.
I am so excited, becuase the beautiful dream that America is supposed to be, is all that Obama represents. Unity, Hope, Progress. I am so proud to have had this been my first election, to say that I played a part in giving our country a chance a real change.
YES WE CAN!
- Mood:
jubilant - Music:Tool - Lateralus
First off, I need recommendations.
I am in desperate need of new music. Every time I see a Radiohead LP that's under 30 dollars, I feel compelled to buy it, and do. But, the sad fact is, that as much as I would love to make babies with Thom Yorke, I can only listen to the same band so many times.
So far, I'm downloading the Fujiya and Miyagi album, and Fiest's Let it Die. Any thoughts?
I also signed up for Netflix, and so far have finished off watching A Bit of Fry and Laurie, which is delightful as always, The Triplets of Belleville, (which I always call Triplets of Bellevue), and sadly enough I watched The Wall for the first time. I wasn't entirely convinced. The songs didn't really follow what was going on, it didn't make a whole lot of sence, and I wanted to slap Pink. Maybe it's just becuase I wasn't stoned.
Any thoughts on what to add?
My birthday is on the 3rd, and I'm going to go see Jamie Lidell. I like his music, but William REALLY likes him, and insists he's a great preformer, which I believe, so I'll go. AND THEN I am having a costume party on the 4th, the theme being the incrediably broad topic of Your Favorite Historical Figure. Thusly, I will be Freddie Mercury. I spent this weekend going to thriftstores and buying plastic jackets and mustaches. Clearly, it will be a grand affair, although I don't know what to do with everyone once they are in costumes.
I bought Lego Batman, and got stuck after playing for 10 minutes. Seriously?
My boyfriend is house sitting in Fremont for a friends of his family, and they have a hot tub! And said I could use thier washer and dryer! I am sadly and more excited by the latter than I am by the former. Free laundry that is garenteed to be dry the first time it finishes is quite the luxury! I feel like I am going on vacation!
My boss isn't here today, and said she may not even be in tomorrow, which I feverently hope is true! Any time she isn't here is a garenteed day of being left to my own devices, allowed to do my work in peace, without having her soul sucking stress transferred onto me for the sake of my own misery. Hurray!
- Location:Work
- Mood:
bored - Music:Radiohead -- I Might Be Wrong
01. 15 Step [Ed encourages the crowd to participate in the 'Yay!' chorus]
02. Reckoner
03. Optimistic
04. There There
05. All I Need
06. Pyramid Song
07. Talk Show Host
08. The National Anthem
09. The Gloaming
10. Videotape
11. Lucky
12. Faust Arp [Thom messes up lyrics several times, starts singing Neil Young's "Tell Me Why"; Jonny tries to follow along but can't quite get the chords. Phil comes out and drops an American dollar bill out in front of Thom and Jonny and runs away laughing. Thom and Jonny crack up completely to loud cheers. Thom tries again, says "Fuck it!", but then continues and finishes the song.]
13. Jigsaw Falling Into Place
14. Climbing Up The Walls
15. Dollars and Cents
16. Nude
17. Bodysnatchers
Encore 1
18. How to Disappear Completely
19. Arpeggi/Weird Fishes
20. Idioteque
21. In Limbo [Tambourine accompaniment by Nigel Godrich. Thom, 'This is Nigel', Ed, 'He makes our records.']
22. Street Spirit
Encore 2
23. You And Whose Army? [Thom dedicates to the people who demonstrated against the WTO in Seattle in 1999]
24. No Surprises
25. Everything In Its Right Place
I stole the accurate setlist from atease.net, those crazy obsessive bastards.
I mean seriousy. Fuck. That set list actually happened. During Pyramid Song, I lagitmatly cried. Cried. There were tears. Holy fucking shit.
radiohead and all their constituants are god.
(except for Liars, who opened for them, and were a noisy, boring mess, but who the cares about the openers anyway?)
and Thom Yorke danced while wearing rediculous red pants.
- Mood:
ecstatic - Music:RADIOHEAD!
- anything made by or for a macintosh
- People, specifically:
- people on the bus who touch me in some way, accidently or other wise
- people on the bus who smell
- people on the bus who won't get out of thier seat when you get up at your stop, and just scoot over, therefore forcing the two of you to be sqawshed together in the isle, and causing us to touch
- bus drivers who don't come to a full stop at thier designated stop, and when you get up to approch it, keep GOING, and make you have to run to the next stop
- Bums who shake a cup with coins in your face and expect you to give them something for ABSOLUTLY NOTHING.
- my vet constantly reminding me durring every interaction we have, that my cat needs her teeth cleaned for a huge fee, after I spent almost a thousand dollars getting her treated for her thyroid.
- when the technican at work fowards all his calls to my extension, when i work in the dub room on the other side of the building and have no idea what the fuck is going on.
- THE FUCKING HEAT. FUCK SUMMER
- Protools deleating my shit. FUCK PROTOOLS DELEATING MY SHIT.
- Mood:
irate - Music:work
Man! It's time for a change of pace. Today, we're going to talk about my favorite animals. Not even kidding.
Becuase goofy looking animals just bring me such glee!
1. Sloths!
Man, I love sloths! They're all slow and goofy, like a drunken sailor in the form of an Ewok. Not to mention baby sloths are just darling. All they do is yawn, and fall over, and scratch. That's the life!
2. Tapirs!
I am so endeared to animals that have funny noses, so these guys are pretty great. They look like they have the feet of a pig, the head of a mouse and the nose of an ant-eater. What drunk guy came up with that?
3. Girraffes!
Oh girraffes. My mom says these are her favorite animal, and I have to say, they're up there for me as well. They look like absolutley nothing else, and they have BLUE TOUNGES! That's pretty cool! I've heard they use thier little nub horns for fighting, but girraffes are so mellow, not to mention gangley, that I can't imagine them engaged in any act of exertion. I'd just expect them to topple over if they did.
4. Tigers!
Tigers are an old staple of mine. I like them out of princiable becuase they're giant cats, but they've stuck around for me becuase they're an idosyncracy: a cat who enjoys swimming. Not to mention they're so dern pretty.
4. Moose!
And of course, moose take the cake. They are 1. goofy 2. Have big noses and 3. the plural form of thier name is the same as it's singular form, which just makes life easier for everyone! Therefore, moose are awesome. Apparently they're really agressive, which I can never quite imagine becuase they seem so ho-hum about things. Also, in order for me to find this picture in google images, I had to make sure to have it exclude the terms "dead, car crash, hunting," so I didn't have to look at anything dreadful, and it took out like a third of the results. Disturbing.
Huzzah!
does this mean I'm biapolar, or that I'm not sad anymore? Heavens no. If James were here, I'd be pelting him with videos of all the above animals on youtube, and I think he would take glee in my glee. So if he can't, someone has too.
- Location:work
- Mood:
amused - Music:Coldplay--Strawberry Swing
One of the most important people in my life is gone forever.
No one knows why.
- Music:The National--Racing Like a Pro
She did point out the valid point that if we all updated on a more consistant basis, it would so much easier to keep track of everyone. Our dear friend Lauren moved in with her sister in Portland a couple days ago and I had no idea. But the timing (for me anyway) was perfect, becuase since I have a normal job now I get off on monday just like everyone else. So within the space of about an hour of finding out, I was well on my way to making plans to hang out with her and her sister and thier signifcant others.
I'm so thrilled! I saw her about twice when I was in Hawaii visiting DickFace, but I haven't just gotten to hang out with her since I graduated High School. I'm going to go buy my Greyhound tickets when I get off of work, which is also a first for me, becuase I've always been terrified to take the Greyhound. I've only ever been in the station here, and it's pretty gross. But I've been told by several people, William included, that the bus itself really isn't that bad. I was planning on taking the Amtrak, becuase I've always wanted to take the train extended distances, but it was pretty absurd. For one, the round trip price on the Greyhound is the price of a one-way on Amtrak, and somehow it still takes the same amount of time. Not to mention, my plan was to leave Sunday night, and the only train leaving Sunday was literally at 5:30 am. I'm probably going to be a zombie the whole time I'm there, but I'm so thrilled I don't care. I even asked to leave early on Friday, so I wouldn't have to go straight there from work, and I wasn't expecting very positive results, becuase it's not like I asked too far in advance. I was expecting her to let me leave half an hour early if at all when we first started talking, but now I get to leave an hour and half early! This is amazing!
So now I get to go home and rest, maybe eat, and then just have William pick me up, and it will be lovley.
I've actually been hoping to go to Portland for a long time now, since it's kind of a given that everyone from Seattle goes there at some point. I really have no idea how far away Eugene is from Portland, but I figure it's the next best thing.
In the meantime, I've been baffeled by the amount of people I know who are engaged/married. In Lauren's case it seems exceptable becuase they have the sence to wait until they get married until they actually get married. But I swear to God, people are effing morons. DickFace's best friend just got married, and he's 20. Everyone is either 20 or 21. In his case, if this is even the same girl, they didn't even get together until like half way through our relationship which means...they've been together...9 mounths? If that? And he doesn't have a job, by the way. WHO WOULD AGREE TO MARRY THIS PERSON?! Not to mention one of my best friends in middle school had what is obviously a shot gun wedding. They weren't together very long either, becuase when I talked to her about 6 mounths ago, she was still single. Now, she's married and pregnant, and the guy is totally unattractive. Which I find even more ironic, becuase she seems to think that she is the totall shit, so how she would lower her standards to such an ugly fellow is beyond me. People make no sence at all.
William's birthday is in the first week of June, and I've been totally stressing over what to get him becuase I want it to be absolutley amazing. So today on Ebay, I found this robot bank that eats your change. It sounds rediculous, but my dad actually had the exact same thing when I was a kid and I thought it was amazing. And when I asked him what his favorite animal the other day, he asked if robots could consititue as an animal. I think, in this case, it does, and am quite thrilled about it. God bless you, ebay.
In other news, I've been working on a meledy of In My Time of Dying by Led Zeppelin, and Nutshell by Alice in Chains. Now, I think that the idea is fantastic, and it will never be perfect, becuase I'm just working in my apartment. But I can't wait until I am actually finished.
And now I have to get ready to leave work.
FAIRWELL!
- Location:work
- Mood: ecstatic
- Music:Pink Floyd--Summer '68
I am right across the street from a hospital, but I almost never hear sirens--a comforting fact.
Instead, every night after I get home from work (which is very late), I hear a train. I have no idea were it is or were it is going. The only tracks I can remember seeing were down by my school, which is far too far away.
Every day at 5:30, and on Sundays at noonish, I hear church bells from down the street. I am not religious, but I think it is the merriest and most delightful of things.
And most of all, I like that when it rains, since I am on the top floor, I hear it pitter-pattering on the roof.
I like that hearing these things cheers me up, both in their consistency and the fact that my favorite sounds are so near my home.
- Location:home
Just spreading the word that I've created a new journal to reflect my thoughts on all the fancy reading I've been doing latley. In addition, occasional thoughts will be heard on the likes of movies, music, and video games.
My wealth of good taste can be found at:
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literatemooseI applied and put down a deposit for an apartment in 1st Hill. I kind of assumed that since I had good credit and I wasn't a criminal, and it wasn't some huge corperately-run building like the one I am in now, that there would be no problem. But of course there had to be an income requirement and since I dont make more than three times the amount of rent each month, here we go again.
They didn't care, either that I have a savings account that I pull from, since it's not considered income. Even though that's were all my money GOES anyway. Of course, on top of that the co. that was doing the application screeing couldn't get a hold of my old landlords for a refference, so I had to call them and make sure they could get in touch with each other. Then my parents had to cosign the lease. Just as I get off the phone telling my dad to fill out the application online, the landlord calls me and tells me not to, that she might be able to get me in based on me just being able to pay 1st and last month's rent up front.
THEN I realized I had fucked up the application and said that I started working at the IMAX in Nov. 07 when I really started in Nov 06, so they thought I had only had it for a few months= no reliable income. So I had to have my boss Dave fax them a letter saying how long I had been working there. Then it didn't go through and he had to send it again. This is all, I swear, within the course of like 2 hours time. I had just woken up, and it had already been "a long day."
Right after I finished all that crazyness on the phone (this was the 8th), I had to go get my eyes checked, and hang out with a friend who was in town. They ended up dialating my eyes, which I had no idea they were going to do, and Ben was already waiting there for me. So I had to walk around Seattle with him for like 5 hours, blind.
Thankfully though, on thursday everything finally went through and I got approved, and today I filled out all the leasing paperwork and got my keys.
I was planning on lying about having a hamster at all, since they want a deposit on him and the cat, which normally landlords dont even care about. I didn't tell her I had one, but now I'm so paranoid she will find out I think I will just end up paying for it next month.
Now we just have to move all my shit over there, probably next weekend. But barring all the paranoia and the insanity, I think it will be a very nice place, it reminds me of my first apartment.
BLEEEHHHH
- Mood:
exhausted - Music:Radiohead
Dear Arms,
I address you now, with a year in review.
- Turned 20 (and had a pretty cool birthday party)
- Graduated college
- Got Pro Tools
- Saw 2 fruitful relationships
- Fell in love, got my heart broken (I believe those two go hand in hand)
- got an apartment (that I am about to move out of)
- Got a cat and a hamster
- Went to 3 concerts (Decemberists, Regina Spektor, the Police)
- Had an Internship
- Got two jobs (the IMAX and the radio station)
- Discovered how badly I want a wii
- Saw 3 states other than the one in which I hold residence
My resolutions are as follows:
1. To get laid, and not have it end in misery
3. To drink only coffee that I make at home
4. To find a new apartment
3. To drink only coffee that I make at home
4. To find a new apartment
And finally,
5. 2007 can seriously blow me. I resolve that 2008 will supremely kick ass.
_fin.
- Location:el apartmente
- Mood:
sick - Music:Radiohead. Pyramid Song
My first class is phosiology which bored the fuck out of me and has a work load big enough for me to consider switching to another class.
Portfolio went well, bc my proffessor was in a suprisingly good mood, but I was sitting around school for like 7 hours waiting to book my studio time. I got ahold of the guitarist in the band I recorded and he said he would be avaliable when i needed him, which is pretty awesome.
I booked even more time for Advanced Recording Techniques, so I have something obserd like 50 hours of studio time.
In other news, I have my first porffessional job interview. I was at internship one fine day, speaking to the engineer who I think is oddly attractive and more than twice my age, and he asked if I had any job leads. I told him no, bc well, I hadn't. BUT, I said I was glad for suggestions. He told me that they had openings at a company that is very similar to the one I intern at, and who a couple of past interns have gone to. The engineers I am closest to are both still friends with one of the interns there, and say that we infact both so alike that it is likley when we meet that the universe will implode. Which, appart from being a little disturbed, I find comforting as they are friends with her, and she has a job there.
Moving along, John (engineer guy) emailed engineer girl who I am very like, and she said to send email in my resume. I did so, and for several days I got no responce. I was actually in the process of mentioning it to my internship, when they called me back and set up and interview for Tuesday morning (!).
I'm actually quite nervous about it, being alot of other interns have gone for the position and they haven't gotten it, and I know they all have really good work. Infact, every time I tell someone that I got an interview, they say "Wow, Dan/Paul/Jesse didn't get hired??" So that alone makes me concerned. It's a dub room assistant, as far as I am aware, and being that I am an audio student, I really don't know a whole lot about video, and they copy tapes and duplicate things and stuff. So I really have no qualifications that may help me. And until I graduate I can only work part time.
But the fact that I've had fantasies all week about walking into my job and telling them I'm quitting in loo of a job that actually applies to the degree I will soon obtain makes me quite happy.
My interview is 10 am on tuesday! Wish me luck!
- Mood:
hungry - Music:Jeff Buckley, please
It's for my first go at sex, so please nothing agressive
Here's what I have so far:
- Marvin Gaye-Let's get it On
- Jeff Buckley-Hallelujiah
- Explosions in the Sky-your hand in mine,
- Sigur Ros-Untitled 8,
- Sundays-Wild Horses,
- Mazzy Starr-Fade Into You,
- Death Cab-Transatlanticisim,
- Beatles-Across the Universe,
- Beatles-I want you (She's so heavy)
- Stevie Ray Vaughan-Lenny,
- Incubus-Dig,
- DMB-Crash
Any suggestions? Josh is coming on friday!
And if anyone says Feel Like Making Love they will be shot in the foot.
We are looking for gentle, with meaning.
On a lighter note, I came to work today and found a note in the back stating they had caught some old man masturbating in the IMAX durring the movie The Alps, which is just wrong on so many levels. For one thing, there's nothing...entincing about the story line. It's about this guy who's father tried to climb them like, 30 years ago and fell off and died. And so now he feels the need to climb them, with his family in tow, to like, exorsize the demons of his ad being dead or something. Now, who would get off on that I'm not entirely sure. Not to mention a family cuaght him durring the movie apparently, and had thier kid with him, and didn't wait until AFTER the movie was done to say anything. None of that makes any sence to me, I can't imagined being turned on by mountains or people dying on them, but whatever.
I need to clean my apartment.
- Location:work
- Music:Incubus- Perilous Threads
It has been ages. I realize.
Josh came to visit a week ago, and stayed for three days. I had a wonderful time, and I am going insane about when I will see him again, which won't be until June. I haven't seen the kid since graduation 2 years ago, and we've been talking alot. We're basically seeing eachother with the tecnicality of a whole lot of space between us, and thus, I call him "my person."
I was incrediably apprehensive at first becuase over the past 2 mounths or so that we've really been talking, alot of things have been cleared up about him that made him instead a relatively decent person with good intentions, which is never something I expect anymore. I feel like it's James and I's relationship but in reverse at times. And..sane. I was terrified of us being involved in any way for a long time becuase I didn't want that to happen again. BUt he's made the effort to get on a plane and see me, which is something that James never did.
He's going to try and move her by Spring, I assume he means by next year since it's spring...now.
And while i look foward to having him around, I want him to move for the right reasons. He's told me that he wants to move so that we can be together. Okay. He also says he wants to move so that he has a chance to grow up, and he feels he's done all of that that he can in Hawaii, which is all well and good. But I'm just too afraid that he'll be focusing on us more than anything, becuase it's not fair that he sacrafice everything he enjoys to come here, even though he's said he loves this city. I keep reminding him that we have to make ourselves happy as individuals before we become happy as a couple, and he seems to be willing to wait hand and foot as long as what I will end up doing as far as living and jobs after graduation. Which is good to know that he's serious, but he has to have somethng of his own. And as much as I want this to turn out well and to work, I do love him. But as grown up as I have become I'm not grown up enough to completly settle down.
Hopefully he will get his degree there and move when he is finished, I will keep up his ass to do so. And I'll help him find his own place, bc I have found that while I loved having him around, I need space. I need time to myself to breath.
We had fucking awesome pizza, went to this qtr's graduation ceremony since alot of my friends that go thier pre-reqs out of the way graduated this quarter. We shopped. He got this massive cool tattoo of a dragon on his bicep and when he went in I got the one on the back sholder that I got when Rachel was here touched up. I always felt that it had come out too light, but now all is well. We had great talks together about alot of big stuff, which I don't nessisarliy want to relate here haha. We went to the market, and went clothes shopping which I never do. We didnt really do anything special, but being around him was very nice.
He called me tonight however, and informed him that basically a group of guys...beat him up for no reason while he was going for a run. I guess he was stopping outside the Rec center in Kapolei were i used to live to get some water, and a group of guys who were loitering aroudn there started hastleing him for no reason, ran after him and beat him up. He got to the doctor thankfully and filed a police report, but he has to go back in the morning for X-Rays. Jesus Christ.
And not that this seems to relate at all, but I keep seeing Ryan everywere, which is very...unsettling. It's not that he's stalking me in any way, becuase he's far too unmotivated for anything like that. But he's been talking to me online out of the blue, just when I think I've finally gotten him out of my mind, and today when I was going to my friend's apartment building he was convienetnly wating outside for someone with a 6 pack. Lovley. And I found that he's seeing someone, which shouldn't bother me but does. I'm sure eventually they'll see that he's a lazy ball-less little boy despite his outwardly lovely appreance.
Also, I am on spring break now, I've taken the whole week off from both internship and work so that i can relax and do whatever the fuck I want before I go back to school. I also found that I got straight B's this quarter for my final grades, and am relishing in how overall awesome I am to have pulled that off despite my assloads of stress of having school, work, and internship, equalling in no days off ever.
If anyone would like to hear my multi track, let me know, and I will upload it.
Love,
Me
- Location:home
- Mood: okay
- Music:Unkle Bob--Swans
I hath been interviewed by Danny, and this is what has become of it:
1. Who is your favorite film character and why?
well, I think the first time I ever fell in love with JUST a character's portrayal, was probably Jude Law's character in Cold Mountain for some reason, and Joaquin Pheonix in the Village, and i think it had to do with thier innosence if that makes any sence. BUt I think I would have to go with John Cusack's character in High Fidelity, bc he's so relatable to myself. I could have real conversations with that hypothetical person, I would be friends with him, and if I were a man, chances are I would be shockingly like him. But I would like to think I'd be...not so dickish.
2. If you could do anything at this very minute, what would it be?
I would be in Picadilly England, walking around with and eventually having sex with, a gorgeous young british man who was sweet and called me "luv" and had a mohawk.
DanOhugsTrees (11:42:22 PM): haha
DanOhugsTrees (11:42:27 PM): excellent answer!
guitaristonarock (11:42:40 PM): I think so
guitaristonarock (11:43:23 PM): oh, and he has to say "you know what I mean?" several times throughout the conversation while smiling adorably, as it seems all proper british boys do
3. If you had to choose between becoming a bank robber or an arsonist, which would you want to be?
for the crime question, I think I would go with bank robber. I do like to play with fire, but I'd like to think I'm not a distructive person, and to be honest I wouldn't get anything out of being an arsonist. At least if I were a bank robber I would be getting money out of it, and I wouldn't feel like an entierly evil person if I just robbed a bank. Honestly, who wouldn't do that if they had the chance, and knew they wouldn't get away with it? On the other hand, I think the average stable person doesnt' think about destroying buildings. Or maybe they do.
4. Either you have your sight taken away, or your hearing. Which would you be willing to part with?
ok, well 4 is easy. I would go with loosing my site bc I plan to make a living off of my hearing, and music as made far more of an impact off of me than anthign I've seen. Actually Lori and I had this discussion once, were the first thing we though of when we imagined loosing our hearing was never hearing Jeff Buckley again.
5. Favorite album of all time?
guitaristonarock (11:49:41 PM): i need to go look at my cds
guitaristonarock (11:49:46 PM): bastard :P
DanOhugsTrees (11:50:05 PM): you love me
guitaristonarock (11:50:20 PM): i do, I can't lie
DanOhugsTrees (11:50:31 PM): :P
guitaristonarock (11:50:55 PM): ok
guitaristonarock (11:51:07 PM): actually I'm not sure why I didn't think of this sooner
guitaristonarock (11:51:10 PM): Grace
DanOhugsTrees (11:51:25 PM): ohhh wonderful choice
guitaristonarock (11:54:15 PM): that album is perfect, there's nothing I would change about it, nothing that I wish Jeff would've developed later on. Considering it's his only like, studio release, it's brilliant. That album is a combination of everything I want and aspire to be in music. All the songs are authentic and heart felt, he didn't engineer a couple love songs for the sake of tracks, he wrote and felt them all, barring perhaps the covers and even then they were better than the origonals. Everything on there flows and feels right, and you know that his talent was raw. You don't sit and wonder weather or not they auto tuned jeff's voice, you just know he was that fucking great.
- Location:home
- Music:Sigur Ros
Dear Arms,
I realize how aweful I have been in keeping up with LJ, and how lame I am for posting a meme instead of real entry, and I've had a crazy crappy mounth of January, for which I will have to post. But for now:
Once tagged by this entry, the assignment is to list 10 movies: your 5 Favorites & your 5 Guilty Pleasures. Then, pick 5 of your friends and tag them. No tag backs. This explanation should be included.
Favorites: (no real order here)
1. Notting Hill
2. Highlander
3. Spinal Tap
4. Amelie
5. The Lord of The Rings Trilogy
Guilty Pleasures:
1. Waterworld (not even joking)
2. Hook
3. Batman: Mask of the Phantasm
4. Mrs. Doubtfire
5. Fools Rush In
That made me sound like I'm 6 or something.
But, here's a recap for you.
1. Ryan and I broke up--he's a bastard and a liar
2. I moved--so technically I live in 2 apartments
3. I started intership and now have no time for nothing ever
the end
- Location:work
- Mood: bored
- Music:Mogwai
I hope you all enjoyed your holiday. MIne was quite and laid back, and my grandparents and aunt were here, which is more or less what I consider my entire family. It was nice. I got to listen to my Oma sing horridly off key to Christmas songs out of joy. Good times.
I came home tonight, however, to find that the cat had up chucked on my Jon Stewart book. It prompted to release this message to him.
Dear Mr. Stewart,
I am a loyal fan who has recently perchaced a handsome hard-back edition of you book, America: A Citizen's Guide to Inaction. I was pleased to find, in addition to it's sleek graphs and many informative chapters, I must issue you a gold star in the mastery of your cover.
Not only is it a lovley portrait of a handsome man such as your self, exibiting all your prowress via cocked eyebrows and endangered American mascots, it also has the ability to shield itself apon all sourts of weather and wear.
I found this out when one night, I had the misfortune of discovering a my cat's narly hairball spew across it. One would then think that the book was lost, in favor of better days. But behold, Mr. Stewart, the joy I found when I applied but a moist papertowel to it's front, and all was restored!
My point in all this being: I, as a reader of many fine books, (despite thier apparent lack in "truthiness," as it were) am aware that hard backs are installed to further protect the book from potential and horrid use, such as this. And in this situation, sir, you have sucseeded with flying colors. Congradulations!
My Love to you Always,
Lord Nice Arms
( EDIT )
- Mood:
bouncy - Music:Garden State Soundtrack
I worked the laser shows saturday, which was an interesting experience i must say. I saw most of the laser shows I have already seen again, so I want to come and see the rest of them some other time since I will be spending most of my time at consessions here at the IMAX. I basically just tore tickets, opened the doors, lead people in, and then watched the show and made sure no one had an outburst or that no one turned on thier phone. There was a series of heavily intoxicated people as the night went on, I'm not really sure why they were even sold tickets, but whatever. And at the end of the night it was discovered that someone left a bag of shrooms. No, I did not take them. Good times.
The next morning I had to come back and work consessions, which was insanly busy since this new movie Happy Feet opened. Today it is much less so.
Ryan and I are doing well. I was a bit concerned for a day or two since we were both so busy we never got to see eachother and he was obviously stressed. But then he got a cold, which made him slow down, I think. And this sounds mean, but I'm kind of glad he did, becuase he needed to. Now I think I am catching it, but it is a perfectly expectable sacrafice.
I am going with him to his Uncle's house for Thanksgivving, which should be interesting. It means his dad will be back in town. I like his dad, but it seems as though an endless stream of words flow from his mouth at all times, and there is only so much I can take. Plus I feel akward when giving or recieving affection of any kind, becuase I know if I were in front of my parents, he would be killed, so I assume the same punishment will fall apon me. In addition, I'm not entirely sure if his uncle knows I am a vegetarian, so I don't know how much I will be able to eat, but I am told he has dogs I can play with so I think that will make up for it. I'm just happy I get to spend more time with him, and I and thrilled he is willing to present me to the masses of his family.
His birthday is coming up and I am not sure what to get him, since anything he has expressed intrest in getting that doesn't involve audio gear that is insanley expensive, are practical useful things like belts and clothing. Black clothing at that, he wears alot of black. I'm really not complaining, it's what he likes and I coudl care less really what he wears, but he's a bit pickey, so I'm afraid of being shot down on my first gift try.
I had a dream a couple nights ago that he and I got married and that I got thier late bc I was stuck in traffic or something of the like. I am not sure how to feel about it, or what that means. For the first time in my life I'm not prancing about proclaiming the need to procreate with him.
School is going ok. Since we have off for Thanksgivving I now have 2 weeks to catch up on my electronics hw which is something I need. I dread that class and hope I don't fail it. I had to record a multi track for a class and it ended up sucking really bad bc the band was bad but it was the only thing we could get on short notice bc we had to find someone with drums and everyone else flaked out on us. I have a partner but being that he had to go out of town on short notice I think I will be doing it all myself, which is probaby gong to add up to about the same as what it would have if he would've actually contributed something, bc for once I actually know how to work stuff better than he does. Oh well.
I had some time to edit it at school last week, and I like to think that I upgraded it from "Shit" to "Crap," and so now I am proud.
And I'm shutting up.
Good times.
- Location:Work
- Mood: blah
- Music:Decemberists--A Cautionary Song
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