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Thursday, September 20th, 2007
12:57 pm	blue wind gets so pained It's been such a long time since I even THOUGHT about livejournal... and lo and behold, people in college apparently use them. God bless the theatre department. I read back over my older entries, and wow. I envy my old enthusiasm. And energy. I was one spastic motherfucker. I just chugged a Rockstar and I may be dialed up to about a 7... most of those entries were well above 11. It's interesting looking back onto how I thought back then. Times, they have a'changed. Mostly, I'm the same. I think I've matured a little. I'm not sure if I like that. So I'm starting to realize that maybe college is like a big-person's version of high school. Same with "real life." People treat their problems like they're more important, but really it's a hyperinflated high school drama. I've had my share of those. I've learned, mostly, how to be a stoic in most situations. Sadly, that doesn't work all too well with the arts (Sufjan opened the floodgates for me to cry at music; Jonothan Safran Foer did the same for literature). Maybe that's an unhealthy viewpoint. But there's no point in getting emotional about situations where you can proactively work to change what emotion it can inspire in you. There's something noble about the arts inspiring tears. There's something juvenile about crying about someone telling you they like someone else. Or shutting someone out because they've done something you don't approve of. Or superenlarging situations to the point of euphoria simply because it's what the movies do. I won't delve into relationships. This is Livejournal, not a video diary. I have, however, made one singular discovery: The Beastie Boys are immensely talented. How's that for overturning the applecart? "Lately I have thought a lot about the three circles in music. I can pierce the first circle the moment I read the notes, hum a bit to myself, or try something out on the piano. I get the idea and I am already inside the first circle. I pierce the second circle when I listen closely to the music or when I play it more or less correctly. Now comes the third circle. For what is music, in fact? It's speech. But the composer does not speak in words but in symbols, like a dumb man who talks with gestures and hopes that people understand him. He is not sure. He wants them to understand but he knows that signs get through only to someone who knows how to decipher them. This world that the composer tells about is a place, just as my room is a place, or my thoughts. It's usually a secret place belonging to the man himself. As a rule, people usually stand guard over a place like that and don't allow people to enter. The question is, must whom will he allow. I think only someone capable of piercing the third circle on his own. If the listener has the strength and intelligence to pierce through to the center of the music, that's a sign that the listener resembles the artist himself to some extent. Not that the listener is an artist, but he is capable of understanding and therefore he has permission to go inside. His entering will not disturb or mess up anything, but I think that this center is not only a secret place but also a dangerous place. It's a world so beautiful, so pure, that if you go inside you have two problems. First, how can you bear all that beauty and stay alive? And second, how will you manage to get out and carry on living in the ordinary world? I personally am probably not yet capable of entering, at least not on my own, but if I go in with someone else, then it would no longer be private. The whole thing would be ruined, and besides, who on earth might I go in with?" Minotaur, Benjamin Tammuz Current Music: "On a Neck, On a Spit" Grizzly Bear (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Monday, February 27th, 2006
10:23 pm	es lo mismo I met him, we went back to my house with a couple of friends (just a few) and watched a hackneyed and beautiful musical that still makes you want to cry and ended up 2 inches apart by the time the actors started dancing on tables. And suddenly I realize what I actually said when I said, "I will be there holding daisies." And suddenly I'm sick, and suddenly I'm pale, and suddenly I'm back again in a little room hovering over a computer screen, watching a French cartoon, hearing songs that will define my life for the first time with a person-- the person-- who made me me and I have to squeeze my eyes shut until I see white dots because nothing else seems to take away that edge of confusion. There's that duality. I guess it's split me. I guess I'm not who I was. I guess I'm not who I want to be. I guess I'm not who she wants me to be. I guess I might never be again. I'm sequestered around people I don't understand (is there more? is there *less*?) and worse, people I don't *want* to understand, because everyone I start to understand, I start to be like, and that's just one more ugly layer of personality that's flaking over what I liked in me. I can't talk. I can't write. I can't be original anymore and (this is awful) I know exactly why. I wanted things to be different. I wanted things to go back, to be better even (aren't I allowed to want that?). So I decided I would meet him. So. I met him. And nothing changed. (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Thursday, October 27th, 2005
6:29 pm	revenir salut, tout le monde! je suis revenu, biotches. um. wow that was out of the blue. and it tossed me back into english. maybe that's a good thing. mountain brook's big. i dunno when i'll be back in town. that answers most of the questions i get. let's see, a runthru of my typical day: get to school at 7 and mess around in the library until... 1st period: AP US History, with Dr. Prewett. A class of 25 or so, my biggest fear is having to pass out papers in there because i know maybe ten of their names. a typical prewett day begins with really cheesy jokes, sometimes read from a jokebook, to wake us all up. my favorite this year? "::reading all this from joke book:: 'What's Mary short for?' 'I dunno, maybe someone chopped off her legs.' 24 hours a day, 24 beers in a case, coinciiiiii did NOT mean to read that." then tralala off to... 2nd period: FREE PERIOD! ahhh they're magnificent. you can do ANYTHING besides leave school grounds or desecrating the First Priority room. i typically do homework in the library, but i could go get breakfast, work out in the weight room (haaa, right), run around in the mall (big huge opening hall where people congregate), whatever. but yeah after this is... 3rd period: Français IV Intensif!!! Mon prof de français est Mme Dûmoulin. Elle est très française, et une prof fabuleuse. Elle finit tout ses phrases avec "hein?" Fois d'histoire: c'était une fois, et David a manqué son classe!! Il est allé au labo language pour s'excuser de Mme, mais quand il a fait ses excuses, elle a simplement ri. Elle lui a dit: "C'était rien, ton classe, c'est... slow, hein?" Et les deux ont regardé les bandes-annonces et vidéos musiques en français pour une demi-heure. Et après ça... 4th/5th period: Advanced Chemistry with Ms. Whelan, soon to be Mrs. ...something. Really fun class, I must say. Typically, we have class 4th period and run a tiny bit into 5th, and then she'll let us go to lunch. Sometimes we don't have class at all during 5th and I have another free period where I go have lunch with the cool people. You know it. And sometimes we have class most of 5th period-- like lab days. Dumdumdum on to... 6th Period: AP English Language/Composition!! This is an amazing class. Ms. Lowe is hilarious (though I'm not sure she's always meaning to be) and this is the kind of English that I've been waiting for! I love love LOVE lit classes... but this is just different. Like... someone come tell me if they knew what antimetabole was before they saw it in my post and felt like looking it up. We're learning why certain sentences have such-and-so effect and it's just nifty. But then... 7th Period: ::death-march plays:: Precal, with Connie Allman. "The only thing I know better than my math is my GOD." I wish she was just MEAN so we'd have an excuse to not like her. I manage to get like 80s on her tests although I get every problem on the homework right and I understand all the concepts. It makes me quite upset. 8th Period: But then, it's Forensics. We don't really do anything in class most of the time (which is okay because apparently 3/4 of the school has a free period this period). But there are occasional bursts of work-work-work. Those are always fun. Mrs. Caldwell is new to debate, so she's sorta learning stuff as she goes along. I'm the youngest and mayhaps most experienced person on the IE section of the team. Crazy-scary, no? So that's my day. I don't get out of the house much. Um... almost ever. I go to school. And then I go home. I have a carpool home with an awesome girl named Jessie, who drives somewhat like Ellen. It's comforting, somehow. She's decided we're music buddies, which is great with me. I need all the music buddies I can get ((and she loves Augustana and Okgo and Aqualung and Something Corporate and AHH!)). But that's me. Email me sometime! I miss human contact. Even if it IS over the computer. i <3 huckabees. i mean... i dunno what i <3. i need sleep and a stiff drink. of coffee of course. ::long pause:: is it hot in here or is it just me? Current Mood: déchiré Current Music: Dresden Dolls, my autumn staple with Duncan Sheik (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, August 14th, 2005
7:48 pm	...i dress myself like a charcoal sketch, my eyes are brown and my hair's a mess... yeah... so... "moving" tomorrow. i was supposed to have packed already but i kinda didn't. oops. yeah... i was called up today on my mom's cell phone (the number we gave to the school) by "elliot __ from the ambassadors" and, poor guy, i couldn't hear him at all. my house doesn't get the best reception. all i was hearing was "mngh." "what?" "mmgnh!" "i'm sorry, i'm not quite... could you say that again?" "ARE. YOU. DAVID?" "...yeah." so i'm going to an 'ambassadors'' party tomorrow evening for new students? poor guy (again) he goes "i'm supposed to pick you up, so what time--" "yeah that might not be exactly... feasible. we're staying with my grandmother in leeds until we close on our house." "um... do you know your way around mountain brook?" "passably. and we can always mapquest." "well. i'll just give you the address then." shit. why me? last night was wonderful ellen-a. sorry about almost killing you about thirteen times. and the whole phone thing because i'm a stupid moron. ha this morning my parents literally broke down my door to turn off my cd player when i was blaring 'dirt off your shoulder/lying from you' and they said 'i ordered a frappuccino where's my fucking frappuccino'... whoops. i managed to NOT burn the cd. with a lighter. like they wanted. i don't think i've done too much to talk about the past few days. um... i've only got one book to read now? and four books' worth of notecards to do... ::cough:: but... yeah it's better than reading two books and doing four books' worth of notecards, right? yay i wrote whizbif's temporary myspace questionnaire: favorite letter of the alphabet next favorite letter of the alphabet favorite breed of liger favorite elemental state favorite day of the year next favorite day of the year favorite color ending in -urple next favorite color ending in -urple i'm shocking myself with the amount of skeezy and/or skanky rap i'm appreciating... 'fuck the pain away', 'operate', 'milkshake', 'toxic'... wait... one of those doesn't fit and it should NOT be as hard as it is to figure out which one it is. yeah... so.... everyone, i won't have aim and maybe no internet 5 days a week for probably 2 months. so. peace out. til next weekend...? Current Mood: depressed... as in dampered. Current Music: "dear claudia" southfm (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Tuesday, August 9th, 2005
9:46 am	good times gonna come ok if anyone as any inclination of calling in the next few days (til thursday afternoon, as i understand it) i won't be at my house and if my phone starts miraculously working between now and then, I will call YOU. if any of you ignored that last statement and call my house anyway and my dad picks up sounding pissed, it's not your fault, it's mine. yeah see everybody when i get back (giving me just enough time to panic over summer reading and shove away any social life i was clinging to before monday... shit... that's really close. i feel really sick now...) Current Mood: hellfire and damnation Current Music: the hushed tones of packing (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Monday, August 8th, 2005
12:45 am	"DAMMIT DAVID PUT IT IN YO' MOUF!" Just by going to Charlsie's, I have solved two great mysteries of life: 1. Yes. I can fit an entire cell phone in my mouth. 2. And Yes. I. Can. Be. Emo. Charlsie straightened my hair!! and gave me her black Led Zepplin shirt to wear. Next time we're SO doing black bracelets and mascara tears. Other than that... not too much happened today. Tired? Maybe so. Current Mood: exhausted (who am i kidding?) (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Sunday, August 7th, 2005
1:22 pm	the top 25 most played songs on my computer? huh... "weak and powerless", a perfect circle (183 plays) "girl anachronism", dresden dolls (175 plays) "anchor", cave in (120) "strange and beautiful (i'll put a spell on you)", aqualung (116) "danse macabre", saint-saëns (112) "eyes like yours (ojos así)", shakira (102) "lover i don't have to love", bright eyes (101) i'm SO pushing shakira out of that spot NOW "puritania", dimmu borgir (93) "hellraiser", suicide commando (92) "the district sleeps alone", the postal service (90)-- probably higher, i have this song on itunes three times... hm "first week", graham colton band (88) "belleville rendez-vous", triplettes de belleville (88) "good times gonna come", aqualung (86) "le secret", fauré (85?! my GOD that must have been a late night, i only listened to it for one night for writing music... wow) "touched", vast (83) "i hate everything about you" three days grace (82) "let go", frou frou (81) "blue", a perfect circle (80) "losing grip", avril lavigne (77) c'mon it's her good song! "kingdom", vnv nation (77) "rebellion (lies)", arcade fire (76) "stars", hum (72) "thé à la menthe", nikkfurie (72) "there's no limit", deana carter (71) okay i have never even heard this song, what's it doing on the top played!?? "imaginary", evanescence (71) oh and for the record... by the time i was finished with this list, 'lover' is at 103. so HA shakira! these numbers are way weird... a lot of my favorite songs aren't on here AT ALL. and... where the hell did deana carter come from? it's not like anyone else uses this computer...i feel tempted to reset all my song play-counts and just try this all over again... so... EVERYONE GIVE ME YOUR ADVICE!!! SHOULD I DELETE MY PLAY-COUNT RECORD AND SEE HOW IT TURNS OUT AFTER THAT??? Current Mood: awake...? Current Music: "lover" (4 Comments |Comment on this)
1:35 am	...and what's eating you alive might help you to survive... i feel better now. maybe not as much as i should? but much more than i would have expected. ha i still feel like i'm going to throw up, but i feel better about that after choccolocco. the things that you think of as 'trivial' may or may not be so... if they make you happy though, they're important. people like to see you happy. i like to see you happy. today started off not-so-hot... then took a drastic turn for the worse... and then... well it's better now. definitely. Current Mood: completely undefinable... Current Music: my computer is humming and so am i... (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Friday, August 5th, 2005
11:06 pm	"CAN I BONDAGE UP YOUR LITTLE MAN???" Ahhhhh I just had like the best night I've had in forever... I don't know what made it so fucking awesome but it WAS. Okay, it started out getting an im from Ellen/Michael who told me I was to be kidnapped to go "out." Didn't know what I was going to do since it was once Angel and Ellen and I going to... Terra Café? And then it was Angel and Ellen and JR and Jenn and I going to Terra Café. And then it was Angel coming over to play video games until Ellen could come over to watch a rented movie. And then it was nothing. And then it was HEYYY YOU'RE GETTING KIDNAPPED WE'LL BE READY IN FORTY-FIVE MINUTES!!! So yeah we went to the mall (with my hands duct-taped behind my back) and walked into Dillards and saw Mrs. Perkins skinny sister and then we went to the little movie place and found out we were too late for EVERYTHING until like 9 and ellen and i had 11 curfews so we decided to leave and we were calling EVERYONE to see what kind of parties were going on and NOTHING was going on today and EVERYTHING was going on tomorrow. So. We went to Starbucks. And then we called Nathan (whom I had never met) and he was at the mall in Garfields with two other people that just LEFT when we got there and NEVER CAME BACK. Yeah we sat there and waited for them while Nathan ate his quesadillas with "green shit" and then just gave up (slooooooow service tonight) threw ten dollars on the table and walked out. and then we went into gap to get nathan some pants for a wedding. and then we left. so we're just kindof riding around, making BONDANGE GEAR FROM DUCTTAPE in the back of Michael's car... and... Then we had the most genius idea ever... call up Nathan and crash his house where he was babysitting his little bro... and let me drive to his house!! HA! What a rush... I got Ellen Driving Lessons ("HE JUST CUT YOU OFF! When people cut you off, you honk the horn, flash your lights, and scream FUCKFUCKFUCKSHITDAMNFUCKPISSHELLFUUUUUCK!!...Okay?") So we got to his house... and... just sat there... and then left (after stealing medical tape to finish our bondage chamber... and oven mitts so we could save nic from preteens without burning ourselves. So we "met" (again, that's okay, it was dark the one or two times we actually "met" previously). And then we called Nathan again and apparently left a message on his phone that we were coming back (I had thought Michael was actually talking to him) and then SNUCK into his HOUSE and hid in his living room. And he came down and starting playing the piano... sweet mighty lord... if I were half that good, I could SO be famous. He's got a CD out apparently, and from what I heard, for good cause. I should have asked for an autograph... he is really really really amazing, it's... wow. I mean I felt COMPLETELY inadequate (after he'd gotten dressed, he was in his boxer briefs apparently but that's ok only the oven mitt saw him) when Ellen had me play "Mad World" so she could get a picture. And he came in and listened to it once and then IMPROVED ON TOP OF ME... I really do wish I could do that, but I'm not nearly that talented. I mean... I'm completely blown away with it just thinking back. Aw... now I'm feeling bad again. It's like while I've done a tiny bit of practicing from when I was in 2nd grade, this guy was BORN with more talent in his toes than I have in all ten of my fingers. I can struggle through songs but this guy churns out music. Ya know? Oh well. So THEN we went and picked up Coleson who was his wonderful dry (acrid) self. "Kidnapped" is not allowed as the operative word... but this was with NO time left on my curfew so we were RUSHING back home and I have to call and say we couldn't get into the 7:30 movie we had to go to the 9:20 and we had to leave early to get home but that was okay with me because i didn't like the movie... Should that "conscience" thing be doing that whole "David... that's wrong" thing now? Hm... so now I'm back. Bitches. ::cough:: Adrenaline is SO wearing off... oh well... Current Mood: thrilled... Current Music: "every you every me" on REPEAT (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Wednesday, August 3rd, 2005
11:48 pm	o rama rama 1.) Copy and paste this into your journal: streator 2.) Eliminate the asterisks. 2 1/2.) Replace "yourusername" with your user name. 3.) See what color you are so anyway, i registered today! or whatever this was... yeah, i got my school pictures taken... in a brown t-shirt because my mom pushed me out of the house before i could put on something more stylish. so i'll be stuck with DAVID: THE BANANA REPUBLIC T-SHIRT for the year. and long hair, i wanted a hair cut before this... oh well, i'll get one before the beginning of schoollllwhich is going to be a bitch. schedule: ap u.s. history ("closed") adv french iii (woot) choir (which actually i still haven't tried out for... i need to start practicing up my voice? look at sight reading?) adv chem adv chem lab (replacing lunch, i've been told) ap eng 11 (thank GOD) adv pre-cal ::shudder:: least looking forward to this, my left brain hasn't exactly been active recently forensics (hey, a class!) apparently i'm getting a parking spot maybe? which would be pointless as i've been told i wouldn't be driving for the first two months anyway. but yeah... i've bitched a lot about my physical appearence, but i never realized it was quite this bad: you can see a protruding gut now. just slightly. and that's not good, 'cause none of that is abs. like it's all around my middle i can't feel my back muscles.... not good. oh well that's all of THAT for right now (EVERYONE i saw today looked like they could beat half our football team... no offense to our football team... into the ground, if that says anything) my mom gets home and goes 'well i've never seen so many cute girls in one place in my life!' ::groan:: great, now not only is my sitty going to be putting me up for arranged marriage, but my mom will be trying that too now. lil bros had registration as well. took the opportunity to finish 'huis clos' in french and start up 'les mouches'. had to return the book to the house from which i 'borrowed it'. oh and i figured it out: i have three days for each of my summer reading books to have read them and made notecards. yayyyyyi'm screwed!! um... why am i on here when i could be reading? reading... ::breaks up laughing:: THAT'S not gonna happen tonight. maybe if i try REALLY hard i could make myself do some crunches and curls and pushups. i don't think i've done any exercises in the past forever. and i'm feeling really really crummy and i think that's part of it. Current Mood: tiredness Current Music: "nagumomo", susheela raman (Comment on this)
Tuesday, August 2nd, 2005
11:07 pm	"nancy. cooper." i'm gonna remember that name don't let me forget it! and also i have to look up the ap economics teacher's name at mb too... anyway... newstime, the only reason i have to update (oh, and that haiku meant i was moving for definitely ::cringe:: HOWEVER as i've said before, we're keeping our house here and we WILL be coming back weekends!!) I GOT MY LICENSE!!!!! ::cheers... gets tired... cheers again:: not that i can drive. i'm not on the insurance yet. damn and blast. but oh well. and... um... nothing else. oh yeah my mom did get pissed at the bottles of margarita mix and the blender in the fridge. i certainly missed that one coming. (she never looks in that fridge anyways) tonight was wonderfulness at mili's house with liz and mo... and others but i hadn't seen them all summer guys and i was so... ::searches for word:: psyched to... see them! excitement! and we're gonna run away to a hippie commune and make TEABAGS. yeah. registration at mb early tomorrow morning. wootttttghhh ::dies:: i've got two weeks to do all my summer reading. i don't like that. anyway. um anything else? oh 'the office' is hilarious (georgia, ricky is my bitch... and you can't say anything to defend your stake because you're at the beach!! though kyle had a good point... donna does have a vagina.) hmmm... ? Current Mood: nonplussed...? Current Music: "every you every me" placebo (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Wednesday, July 27th, 2005
4:31 pm	zen master a nail in my hand on its head is anniston pull me and i'll tear Current Mood: drained Current Music: "hum" (4 Comments |Comment on this)
Saturday, July 23rd, 2005
9:11 am	I'll look to like, if looking liking moves. Well, our house-hunt is still underway. Haven't made many/any offers yet, and we're kindof pushing our aug 2 deadline. Off to Chattanooga, for anyone who cares. I love you. I was being bitchy last night, I'm sorry. I really, really love you. Current Mood: exhausted Current Music: "Playground Love", Air (Comment on this)
Thursday, July 21st, 2005
8:51 pm	Wow today has been... interesting. So I woke up at about 11 in the morning (I had thought it was like 7 because my mom had told me she was going to wake me up to drive and do errands). One of Nicky's little friends from Nashville was like... POW here! John (who has now been the lead in two Nashville community-theatre projects) has been around Nicky all day, obviously. And then we had family friends (one of my dad's old partners) come by. So now we have 11 people in the house. Haha their two children, Rachel and Ashley (I think) are 11-year-old twins and it's just interesting. Ashley (I believe) is very vocal. Pretty funny. Tells me that I look like I'm in college, which, coming from an 11-year-old, cannot be trusted. Haven't really done all too much more today. Drove some, that was good. And my mom is now positive I'm going to be getting my license next week (apparently she didn't think I could do three-point turns, but I did like five with her and she buys it now that it wasn't beginner's luck). I had to light the tiki torches outside for our people to go swimming. And those lights we had strung up at my first Halloween party? Those too. 9th grade... very nostalgia-inducing. Haha Dagny and the svihei, meatpies. However you'd spell that. And our horrible botching of the Haunted Trail... but still fun. I used the candle-lanterns we used for that to go out and turn the lights on (it's dark back there). I can't tell you guys how much all of you mean to me. If you think I won't be back next year....... Current Mood: grateful Current Music: Monk's playing in the next room (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Monday, July 18th, 2005
9:48 pm	to clear up any confusion yeah, we're thinking of going to mountain brook next year, but that won't mean i won't be around here too. we're keeping our house over here no matter what, so even if we move (probably a 75% chance maybe?) we'll be back most weekends. ookay i think that might clear some things up. we haven't made a contract on anything, i'm not even really sure if we've made any offers on anything yet. but we'd better get on the ball here... we've got until the 2nd to have a contract, signed and everything. if we don't move in right when school opens, that's okay, we'll live with my sitty for a while. anyone who thinks they've been left in the dark: i've only known we were really seriously considering moving since the 12th or thereabouts. and i didn't realize we're actually maybe probabaly gonna go through with it until like the 14th or 15th. my parents have kinda been joking about it since maybe the beginning of last year but... yeah. even they didn't take that seriously. apparently they realized they were serious sometime around the 4th of july. ::sigh:: yeah. so i'm as shocked as anyone else. well, drivers license status: apparently "getting my license next week" because i'll have to be driving myself to school if we're moving. finally, somone put a habernero up my parents asses, i might actually end up getting my license when they say this time. watch out daniel, i might yet beat you to it. oh it's not that bad. only... what... SEVEN MONTHS LATER. more than half a year... wow um... really nothing else to report. saw holdt/charlsie/mili/dustin at bam. got the virgin suicides and hawking's brief history of time. the invisible man (ap reading list, i dunno if i even can be in the ap class w/o testing well in advance) sucks major ass. the protagonist is a whiny, self-obsessed, racist black man who describes himself almost as omnipotent but does NOTHING with his "invisibility": he HIDES IN A FUCKING BASEMENT AND SCREWS LIGHTBULBS INTO A WALL. GOD he annoys me. ::cough:: yeah... but i'm making myself finish that before i get into the virgin suicides. like anyone cares. haaaaha oh god i'm so tired right now. physically emotionally spiritually i don't even know if it's all of those or something else entirely. Current Mood: angry, scared, confused... idk Current Music: "Folle de toi", Biolay, Benjamin (4 Comments |Comment on this)
Saturday, July 16th, 2005
11:58 pm	::cringe:: yeah i really actually do smell like pot. pot and a half. nasty, pot and sweat and women's perfume i'm taking a shower tonight (oh i just knew everyone wanted to know that...) gnight everybody... dream of large women random princess bride hooey. ::hits head on desk:: (Comment on this)
11:09 pm	"I have MONSTA' IN MY CROTCH!!" I have smelled rebellion. And it smells... like pot, sweat, french fries, and Romance (perfume, this story isn't quite that skanky... except for Ellen making out with Weezer all at once!! god bless crowd surfing). Okay, so I went to a "welcome back party" for "alex and michael" at "charlie's house". ::cough:: Roughly translated, this means: I went to the free Weezer concert in Atlanta... w00t ^_^ The ride over there (three hours and two wrecks, hurrah!) was nice, Michael spilling monster on his jeans when we acceleterated, etc. and Then we got to Atlanta... ::eyes brim up:: I'd never seen it even close to night before! It was gorgeous... Golden lights, many-tiered wedding cake buildings, COKE. And we took our time finding the perfect parking space, because, you know, you have to be selective in Atlanta. And... well, then we went into our concert. Pretty typical concert, I'd imagine (having only been to the Crawfish Boil before it, I really can't judge), fun drunk people smashing into you as you're trying to fight your way through a hungry crowd. Sweat, sweat, sweat, pot pot pot pot pot sweat. Waiting in line for a certain unnamed Monster-guzzling patron at the portopotties, we had a guy who'd met a certain Bud and was warming to everybody. Haha I so pictured a random grizzled grandmother watching us saying, 'What a nice young man...' He was hitting on Ellen and Sarah and sayin random things towards me (probably not quite to me, haddam) like, "Wow, middla metro Atlanta, ni don even have a signal." And then we watched Weezer with the crowd pulsing (pretty accurate word) around us... and two girls making out with their shirts up... and we tried to go up and watch from the top of the parking garage but dammit-- we didn't have an armband! We enquired as to where we could acquire such an item. Well, we were shafted, 21+. Bitches. Not like we were gonna be drinking anyway. (didn't they have budwieser on the streets...? i dunno what the difference is). So we met up with a guy named Andy that I'd never met before (and technically didn't tonight) and watched it on a playback screen that was much more comfortable. And I dunno about anyone else, but I was also very enthused at the antics of the Sidewalk Nazis. "GET ON THE SIDEWALK-- NOW!" "Barracade barracade BARRACADE BARRACADE!!" Very fun. Um... and... yeah secondhand pot munchies apparently. Didn't think I was that hungry until we pulled into a Wendy's (about to spell that Wednesdy's... oy). And... um... um... um um um nothing much else happend. I HEARD 'BUDDY HOLLY' LIVE! Haha it was my first Weezer song (thanks vix!!) and it was thrilling to hear it live. Drove back home ("Charlie's party" was over at 10-11ish but i had an 11 o'clock curfew DAMMIT so we had to skip a few songs) stopped at Wendy's listened to music talked and talked and talked and talked. Our "battery died so we might be a little late" but we weren't. Still sat in the driveway for about five minutes. Upsetting fact: I said I was at Red Lobster for like an hour. When I walked through the kitchen, they had China Luck remnants. I would not put it past my parents to check that I was at Red Lobster. Damn. Damn and blast. I saw Charlie and the Chocolate Factory yesterday with screaming children. Quite good, might go back tomorrow. Oh, and I read the Harry Potter book this morning. Also very good. The seventh book is gonna be way different than the last six... ::cough:: More houses in Bham tomorrow (after a "church picnic" (!?!?)) so I dunno when I'll be back... but yeah.. What a goddamned rush. Current Mood: high... but not really? Current Music: the sound of silence... literally. (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Wednesday, July 13th, 2005
10:00 pm	"curb appeal?...sheeyit" houses are hell um and my head's gonna SPLODE and i've gotta be up superduperearly tomorrow and and and i have to BATHE tonight but but but there's THUNDER damn damn damn damn arrrrrghhhhhh i'm so sick of me family Current Mood: HELL Current Music: um.... invader zim? (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Tuesday, July 12th, 2005
1:03 pm	"stay up past eight and ya pay for it in the morning" Well, last night was fun. A bit awkward at times, but all in all, fun. Hung out with Charlie/Angel, went to Books-a-Million (we had to hide the copies of Perks so it would remain a cult classic, instead of being PUT ON DISPLAY), on a whim Ellen and I went by Starbucks and saw a lot of people outside so we figured "hey! it's open!" HA wrong. "Are you here for friends and family night?" "...yyyyno." "ELLEN!! ::about eight people come running up:: She can be my guest!" So we got free coffee... BEFORE IT OPENED, EAT THAT BITCHES. No. No. ::holds head:: sorry I think I'm channelling like... I dunno who. But it's painful. Yeah Starbucks was funny. Random guy waiting angrily behind the parked cars in the drivethru lane. "Um... we're not open." And the red-headed guy that walked up to me and goes "Do you need anything?" "::loooong pause, stares at red-head:: Oh. No. ::guy starts walking off:: Thank you...." oy. And and and it was just good. Then we went to Dark Water. Not so much... Extremely well-made. Extremely well-acted. But no matter what, you cannot use those things to mask a bad script. ::sigh:: oh well. And then... Applebees. Also interesting. And I got chewed out for going out to eat after the movies instead of before. See Ellen, there's a reason they don't trust me. Because I should have called them the instant the movie was over... and probably gone straight home, that would have been their verdict on that. ::sigh:: So yeah. Now I feel like shit. Splitting headache (first real headache since we moved from Nashville) which I'm probably not making much better by listening to loud music (better than the alternative-- my little bros screaming at each other playing a video game), only sugar in my stomach (and i don't eat breakfast anyway-- for good reason), i hurt when i move... not good. Ha... my little bros: "DAVID! A DRIVING LEVEL!" "Good." "YOU SAID YOU'D BEAT IT!" "Dammit..." "...you said... you... a BAD WORD!" "DAMMIT DAMMIT DAMMIT HELL PISS DAAAAAAMN." "::long pause:: Can you beat it?" Jesus CHRIST I dunno what's wrong with me. Oh well. This cover of "Everlong" has Stephen King in it... heh... hehe... oh god i'm gonna go Current Mood: paiiin Current Music: "Everlong" by... ::squints:: Bronson... Arroyo? a baseballer (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Thursday, July 7th, 2005
9:01 pm	cindrillon and skulle de la morte!? okay so i realize now that what may seem like a good idea right when you wake up may not be that great when you're... well... conscious. so the story of cindrillon, the green prisoner 'who smells like parsley' (???) and skulle de la morte, the protean peri, will NOT be chasing each other through a world filled with boats in a blockbuster release from red masque productions. t'ain't gonna happen. but... maybe 'doshia mae picture' could take off? haha we have a really kinda creepy piece of sheet metal in my garage that we found while tearing down a deserted house out where my grandparents live. it's got a picture of a woman drawn on there with her mouth sewn shut (not x's for eyes, sorry ga and mo) and it says 'DOSHIA MAE PICTURE i have a right to cry because you did me wrong.' apparently doshia mae's father died something like 120 years ago, if that says anything about when she was alive. it was a part of the roof, as well... it just freaks me out a little bit. anyway, i guess i kinda have things to write about now? since i've been out two days in a row (whoo hoo for human contact). Last night, i saw batman begins (again) with jo'ja and the fam went to war of the worlds. they started out saying it was really good and then nicky said 'you know what, that reminds me of when i try to write things! i go really fast at first and then i just kinda stop because i can't think of anything else to say' and michael said it 'got on his nerves. occasionally. you know, just at the beginning. and... that part in the middle. and the end.' so ha and today was fun. i went thrifting with ellen and angel and bought the only thing we got: a pair of rust-colored american eagle corduroys which my mom said were hideous, but i like them anyway. they're probably too small for me... but that's ok too. lol ellen can help alter them, it'll be a joint project for little to no gain. and then... now... i'm back home... doing nothing. but i have to go to bed because i have to be up at 7 tomorrow and the early morning... ha... 'early'... has not been in my repertoire recently. so i'll be shovin off and leaving this to tell everyone who cares what i've been up to. maybe i'll put feelings up next time... that would be nifty, no? Current Mood: blah Current Music: 'the beast and dragon, adored' spoon (5 Comments |Comment on this)