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[Mar. 28th, 2005|12:03 am] |
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| | brendan benson - alternative to love | ] |
okay, i was putting off updating for a while because while there were things i wanted to rant about, i've been pretty happy the last couple of weeks, so who needs to rant. basically i was pissed about people not living up to their word and their responsibilities (see jon, pat, chrissy, etc.) but the thing is, i ultimately am in control of my own life, and i should make better character assessments is i'm going to place my trust with somebody.
i've been trying to figure out what i'm going to do with my summer, and camp popped up. i hadn't even been thinking about going back before, but the more i think about it, the more it appeals to me. the last time i was at camp was right before i left for New Orleans, and that was the last time that i was really happy for an extended period of time. since then i've gone through a lot, and i've seen a lot of things, and i think i've learned a lot about the way the world works. going through and seeing and learning the way i have makes me think that i can really appreciate camp more than i did in the past. as much as camp is about the people (and i would love to spend a summer just chilling with ryan and litwack and josh et. al), it's also about beauty and simplicity in the world around us, and i could use that this summer. so now i'm once again in the position of waiting to here from sue.
as for the people that let me down, i'm not going to let that bring me down. it's spring now, and i really don't have anything to complain about. i've reached a point of complete equilibrium. where i go from here is up to me and nobody else. |
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| (no subject) |
[Mar. 16th, 2005|05:33 pm] |
Somebody once told me that it was wierd that I don't have any photos. Well, thanks to the tireless efforts of Papa Skaroff, I now have one.
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| floridia |
[Mar. 14th, 2005|05:57 pm] |
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| |  bouncy | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Dire Straits - Sultans of Swing | ] |
some highlights of my trip to florida:
-Dan and I got attacked by a man with rabies not an hour after i got there. he came at us at a gas station and started foaming at the mouth and punching himself and banging on the car. needless to say, Dan jumped in and we sped off, leaving the nozzle swinging in the air and the fuel tank wide open.
-At the greenery (bar next to Dan's place) we had this exchange with a fraternity guy (replete with popped collar and gelled up hair):
Dan: Hey, I'm Dan.
Fratguy: What's up Dave, I'm DC.
Noah: Hi, I'm Noah.
Fratguy: Oh, what's up Shawn, I'm DC.
-Even though the local yokels complained that it was the worst weather of the year, it was actually beautiful and sunny and warm and I'm tire of the snow make it stop now please thanks.
-Dan awoke with a pain in his face that he assumes must be from the guy who's beer he spit in at the bar the night before.
-I got my first national exposure as a guest host on Dan and Scott's radio show. My on-air name was the Wolfman's Brother, and we performed improvised commercials for LifeSavers and Henderson Valley Eggs, among others. Needless to say, I should be hearing from a major media conglomerate about getting my own show any day now.
-Yeah, that's right, we recorded a cover of the theme to Ghostbusters. It's like... amazing. I'll put up a link as soon as I can.
-Late late at night I saw Jack Frost II: Revenge of the Killer Abominable Mutant Snowman. Seriously, if movies can be made that well for that cheap, what's the point of the Hollywood studio system?
-Did I mention that there are beautiful girls absolutely everywhere in Florida? Am I the only person that was unaware of this? It kind of makes me wonder if there isn't something wrong with us Northerners. What are we doing up here?
ok, that's all the news that's fit to print |
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| (no subject) |
[Feb. 25th, 2005|07:56 am] |
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| |  cheerful | ] |
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| | Hole to China - Danny and his Dark Side | ] |
yesterday was what we call a great day in philadelphia. the sun was shining, snow was falling, and the sixers were rising. i know that it's boring to read somebody else's sports opinions in a livejournal, but if that's the case, what are you dong reading mine? this is the deal that we've been waiting on for so many years. for years the sixers have maintained that iverson needs to be paired with a perimeter player, most likely a small forward. not only were the sixers using the wrong formula, but they failed to ever acquire a player of the necessary caliber to complement iverson's formidable abilities. now we have chris webber, a man that i've been known to refer to as "the most disappointing player in the history of professional sports". but now he's ours!
also, yesterday I had the opportunity to hear an exclusive broadcast of the new album by Danny and his Dark Side, "Hole to China". Dan does a pretty good job considering that he's just one man sitting in a single room with virtually no equipment. Ok, i'll be fair. He does an amazing job. it makes me anxious to get back to doing more recording and arranging.
ok, well I gots class to go to, and later today i'm going to be part of a test audience for new television shows. ellie the dog is coming this week, i'll be lying in the sun in florida and single-digit days, and the sixers are a title contender. great day in philadelphia. |
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| (no subject) |
[Feb. 13th, 2005|08:17 pm] |
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| |  tired | ] |
| [ | music |
| | I'm So Tired - The Beatles | ] |
as mysterious and noncommittal as my last entry was, you can expect this one to be worse. the eagles lost, which was about as bad as you can imagine (and if you can't imagine it being bad, you'll have to take my word for it.), and even worse the game became a springboard for a fight. i'm tired of fighting. i feel like i felt my last summer at camp, when i decided that i could purge my life of negativity by sheer perseverance and refusing to let conflict dominate my life. eh, it worked for most of that summer, but then i took that with me to tulane and it didn't work out so well there. iverson scored 60 last night, which soothes my soul in a way you wouldn't imagine.
tomorrow is valentine's day, aka the worst day ever. i hate valentines day, and i hate people that are happy on valentines day. people that are happy and in functional relationships already have the entire world as their oyster, the rest of us just ask that they keep their obscene happiness to themselves, and on valentines day they dishonor their part of the bargain.
i'm just ranting because i can't sleep and i love to hate on valentines day. at this point i'm eager to meet somebody new, but also exasperated because it's so rare to meet somebody who actually piques my interest and i'm very impatient. so if you happen to be in a relationship and you feel like declaring your undying love for that special someone, stay out of my way tomorrow. |
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| (no subject) |
[Feb. 4th, 2005|05:00 pm] |
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| |  crazy | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Who's Lovin' You - Jackson 5 | ] |
well it's been a bit since i last updated. it's been hard to think of the words to express how i feel these days. everything is so tied up in what the eagles are trying to do this week. it's unreal around this city, the feeling of community and common purpose. i feel bad for people who don't understand the allure of sports and therefore can't feel what is going around here, but i'm not going to let any nay-sayers spoil my fun, i've waited for too long and had my hopes dashed too many times to not be enjoying this. it's like everything else in the world is just cooling its heels for a while. i didn't even get too upset about the Home Despot and his plans for world domination. can't really say much more, it's hard to know what's real in all this.
oh, and i finally saw garden state. what a stinker.
ps. now looking for something super-fun to do this summer, probably not in philly. anybody got any suggestions? |
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| twas the night before the nfc championship game.... |
[Jan. 23rd, 2005|04:17 am] |
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| |  anxious | ] |
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| | eagles fight song | ] |
...and all through the house i can't sleep because the birds play in 11 hours and i can't go through another nfc championship loss. i simply cannot do it. we must win tomorrow. it is simply the only option. it's been a very anxious couple of days, so let's attribute it to the game, shall we?
the new classes are okay, nothing to write home about. (holy shit that was funny) the new schedule is okay. i'm trying the whole "sleeping at night and being part of the real world during the day" thing, and it worked through week one. now if i can make this work for the rest of the semester, i might actually have a blueprint of how to lead a normally life. or, relatively normal, as it were.
friday was fun, met up with gene and ross and went to a party. saturday was snow angels and fun with caitlinsarajoanna, and of course, wee hours of the morning. (isn't that always the way it goes?)
i'm looking forward to this semester. i think there's a lot of potential, and so far no landmines on the radar. there are a couple of little things that are bothering me. there are some people that i'm having difficulty reading, and i'm getting really tired of trying to be nice and getting a cold shoulder. i think i'm just gonna stop trying. if people want to talk to me, they're gonna have to make the effort, i'll save my words for strangers who act friendly. ooh, what an antisocial-rant slant this entry took! once again, let's attribute it to the game, shall we?
GO BIRDS!!!!!!!!! |
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| the search is on... |
[Jan. 9th, 2005|05:38 pm] |
okay, so jon (our landlord) informed us that we have until march 1st to find a new place to live. SEDFVOUBNSDFVSJDBFNVE.KRMNEWR;LGFKMREGPKAERG;OSLDFNVSE;V!!!!!!!!
Know what i mean? So the search for a new residence is now on, and i need all of your help. i'm so fucking tired of moving!
oh, yeah, and here's an idea for all of you out here. when you sign a legally binding contract, like a lease, HONOR IT!!! that means no moving out early, no changing the price, and no selling the goddamn house!
seriously, not cool. |
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| The New Years Edition |
[Dec. 31st, 2004|01:08 am] |
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| | optimistic | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Exit Music for a Film - Radiohead | ] |
Ok, I know it's only Thursday night, but tomorrow is going to be a hectic day, so I'm gonna take care of this now. 2004 was a year like any other, filled with peaks and valleys. Better than some, worse than others. Things in the world seem to be headed in a nasty direction, and I don't know whether to scream or bury my head in the sand about it. I'm not usually one for new years resolutions, but this year i have a million for some reason. so here goes: I want to...
sleep more while the sun is down
be awake more while the sun is up
go to more class
meet more people
abuse less substance
watch less tv
practice more music
put things off less
eat better
sleep better
BE better.
Is that so much to ask of myself? :-) I want to hear what all of your resolutions are. Happy new year. |
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