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Saturday, November 9th, 2002
11:31 pm	I saw The Ring last night and despite laughing at some horribly inappropriate parts (like during a horse's suicide and the impending death of a character or two) I rather enjoyed it. The movie inside the movie was this totally tripped out surrealistic black and white piece and I was totally digging it. It obviously made no sense, but it was cool that way. Kinda reminded me of Dali and Surrealist Eye Ball Slashing. Also, last night was the first time in 6 months Chloe and I have gone on a date to the movies. After seeing Resident Evil (re: RE), a total piece of shit, we swore off going to the movies for a very long time. And we actually stuck to our movie ban for 6 months, which is rather impressive. Woo for non-boring dates. More Penny Arcade Movie Comic Goodness Current Mood: kinda tired Current Music: Marilyn Manson - Kill Your God | 1 reached out | interact? |
Wednesday, November 6th, 2002
5:28 pm	i don't deserve to live I ran down the stairs, turned the corner on the tile in the foyer, and fell. I'm wearing socks, yeah, but I don't even think the floor had been waxed or mopped or anything. It was an ouch. Then I finished my business downstairs and headed back up to my room. I turned the corner -- while walking, not even after having bounded down stairs -- and fell again. Current Mood: in pain Current Music: Rammstein - Du Hast | 1 reached out | interact? |
Tuesday, November 5th, 2002
9:08 am	I would like to point out that yes, it's 9:08, and yes, I'm now leaving for school. God bless 1st and 2nd period frees, and god bless advisors willing to let me come in late. Current Mood: pleased Current Music: Our Lady Peace - Is it Safe | interact? |
Monday, November 4th, 2002
10:30 pm	everyone should get out of the house some day this week once they're home and go somewhere. Current Mood: rested Current Music: Telepopmusik - Just Breathe | interact? |
Thursday, October 31st, 2002
7:39 pm	Me in my pretty ballerina costume for Halloween Current Mood: a bit tired Current Music: Depeche Mode - World in My Eyes (Old School Club Mix) | 4 reached out | interact? |
Wednesday, October 30th, 2002
9:25 pm	What is everyone being for Halloween? I'm gonna be a pretty ballerina Current Mood: pretty in pink Current Music: Snake River Conspiracy - Lovesong | interact? |
Tuesday, October 29th, 2002
5:52 pm	Jack Kerouac is on my wall. I feel better already. Caitlin (or anyone else), what's the name of that OLP song with the lyric "Jack Jack Kerouac on the road and in my mind" or some such pleasantly oblivious nonsense like that? Current Mood: curious, curious ME Current Music: Pink Floyd - Dark Side of the Moon (Entire Album) | 1 reached out | interact? |
5:37 pm	Oh my I haven't had this much fun using Livejournal perhaps forever. My fingers are spazzing out so much I could possibly type and I wish I could gush and just splatter every word on here all at once then leave them to arrange themselves as they see fit. Perhaps every choice starting from infinity narrowing it down to one is just one big scary limiting factor. How is it at all possible to rebel against that though? I always got the impression this woman was both moaning and screaming during this song. Dark Side of Oz is worth going to on Friday so I think I shall. Perhaps I can find an accompaniment. That was some seriously crazy SHIZZAT the first time I saw it. You know, I've never used font increase before in my entire life. Ever. Shizzat also felt like the most appropriate word with which to do it. *grins* that's every icon so I guess I can quit and do work now. Current Mood: more of a mood than YOU Current Music: Pink Floyd - Dark Side of the Moon (Entire Album) | 1 reached out | interact? |
5:32 pm	That was fun. I think I'll do it again. I like writing some block of text, clicking a button, seeing it all disappear, and then imagining it all being whisked away to flash out on some message board somewhere. It's entertaining to imagine the Internet as physical. Trippy sci-fi fun. Current words I am employing that I happen to like: -employ -sufficient -skirting -bugger -sequester -cryptic Who ray (I appreciate you trying to be different, but just because you spell it Hooray doesn't mean you're ANNE NEWMAN) for those who wore dead animals today: Chloe and Jenn Chloe = Jenn . . . at least on Thursday Greg = ballerina . . . at least on Thursday and drag day at cty I'm glad to be finding another reason to wear my bubble gum pink Central Pennsylvania Youth Ballet t-shirt. Current Mood: sufficiently bubbly Current Music: Pink Floyd - Dark Side of the Moon (Entire Album) | 1 reached out | interact? |
5:29 pm	I am making a post. So there. Take that you you and you. (Note: you's are undisclosed information). But Caitlin is one of them. Acceptance of poem today at Rag makes me ecstatically happy and as usual fuels some flurry of creative ideas and if I'm lucky I can latch onto a couple and cage them, eventually use them without having them escape into the ether. Ether is a pretty word and it's especially cool because we actually used ether in Bio to etherize flies. The immense humor in making sure the little buggers die was constantly presence. It's a little scary how so far removed I am from death in so many ways that I just burst out laughing. Eclater de rire. Rainy day was sufficiently pretty. I watched these birds that were really no more than dots in the sky from the bus parking lot. I was trying to connect the dots on them and see geometric shapes. But they were constantly moving and changing the patterns they formed so I would be hard-pressed at best to see the lines on the perimeter. But I consoled myself by thinking that was an exceedingly tough mental exercise and I'm not ready for that yet. Start simple. Perhaps try the book/shelf one again. New art project that will encompass 3-4 weeks. Family. About family. The broadness is killing me as always, not to mention the whole art thing. While it would be so much easier and probably a better result if I used lots of words, I feel like that's skirting the point -- aren't I there to learn how to do art, not escape into using words when I already have some base level of talent at that? I know the separation of those two may not be fair, but that's how it plays out to me. I really can find a sharp divide, if only because I can do one and not the other. Little children screaming make Greg something something. I think that's enough reason to sequester myself in my room and play Pink Floyd at a volume high enough to drown them out. If I'm productive like I should be, everything will get done that needs to be and I can keep up a meandering pace. I hope so. lalalala i'm not being self-conscous about this so there again. It feels good because it probably pisses you off and I'm all wrapped up in myself willing my mind not to care and I think it may be working. And I don't want to sound utilitarian about it but it makes me happy so I think in the end it is a good thing. Current Mood: happy hop FUCK YOU whimper skip Current Music: Pink Floyd - Dark Side of the Moon (Entire Album) | interact? |
Tuesday, October 15th, 2002
5:26 pm	Seamagic Client I just downloaded this. Everyone else should as well. This is so sweet! Now I can be lazy and compensate for my lack of HTML knowledge. Current Mood: excited Current Music: Scott Henry - PQM - You Are Sleeping | interact? |
Monday, October 7th, 2002
5:53 pm	Attending a funeral today kept reminding me of Harold and Maude. Wow that was a wonderful film. Yay for cult classics with existential themes and 20-something year olds having sex with 70-something year olds. Current Music: Paul Oakenfold - Live from Space in Ibiza (Part 1) [06-25-99] | 1 reached out | interact? |
Sunday, October 6th, 2002
7:17 pm	It was determined tonight that I have a George Harrison haircut. At least that's the consensus among middle aged adults (except for one couple who have two sons that go to Boys' Latin, and thus said my hair looks a lot like how BL kids wear it). George Harrison haircut is a lot better than stoner soccer/lacrosse player haircut, but unfortunately, since most people I know aren't quite familiar with a George Harrison look, the stoner soccer/lacrosse player is how it's gonna come across. I better get it cut soon . . . Current Mood: george harrison/soccer laxish Current Music: Fatboy Slim - Illin Heaven | 2 reached out | interact? |
Wednesday, September 25th, 2002
9:54 pm	Junior Pin Ceremony Assessment Exceedingly boring and a waste of time, but the food was surprisingly good, and Mr. Grega was the man by hooking me up with seconds on any and everything I wanted. Current Mood: finally out of school clothes Current Music: Sisters of Mercy - This Corrosion | interact? |
Saturday, September 21st, 2002
11:30 pm	I finally got a new nightstand lamp so that when I stay up at night and read I don't have to get out of bed to turn off the light. Since the reason I stop reading is because I'm tired, it's a total pain in the ass to actually get up right as I want to go to sleep. I'm convinced I somehow managed to leave my lamp at CTY. That was excruciatingly dumb of me. But now I have some new crazy space-age one that's metallic gray/silver and emits blue light. It's madness. Except . . . my mom bought it at Ikea. And then she bought a matching one for my desk because my old desklamp doesn't color coordinate with my new one. Like I fucking care. I purposefully don't want her to spend excess amounts of money on shit I don't need like a new lamp when I already have a perfectly good one. I just wanted a nightstand lamp. Ikea. Scary. Devil-woman. Too obsessed with picture frames as well. And my god my 5 year old sister is getting to the point of unbearable. I just really can't take all the noise in the house -- yelling and screaming and shrieks and loud voices. She's hyperactive, I know. I really don't like having to leave my room because I honestly have trouble taking all the noise. Current Mood: jittery Current Music: Depeche Mode - Just Can't Get Enough | 1 reached out | interact? |
Wednesday, September 11th, 2002
4:43 pm	September 11th Playlist Marilyn Manson - Burning Flag David Bowie f. Trent Reznor - I'm Afraid of Americans System of a Down - F the System Rage Against the Machine - Bulls on Parade Bob Dylan - Masters of War Iggy & The Stooges - Search and Destroy The Cure - World War Rage Against the Machine - Vietnow Marilyn Manson - The Nobodies Tool - Aenema The Rolling Stones - Street Fighting Man Rage Against the Machine - No Shelter Current Music: see above | 1 reached out | interact? |
Thursday, September 5th, 2002
4:12 pm	Although I'm not much of the science fan, I think I'm going to like Siggy just fine. He's all over-dramatic about things dying. It's highly amusing. He talks about birds throwing up in the corner from eating poisonous birds and scientists creating the sun in a laboratory and having fun for 1 trillionth of a second before the earth turned into a cinder and making continental collisions in labs to create mountains and being all harsh and laconic with "your only purpose is to reproduce. end of story." Oh but the best was the story about the guy with HIV who was responding well to treatment for 2 years, had unprotected sex, and then got another form of HIV. Maybe he's trying for a Guiness record for most number of strands of HIV in one's body. Other than that, Mr. Wood and his couch both rule equally, and Mrs. Millar shouldn't teach math, she should go back to sitting in her office and yelling at people over dress code. Current Mood: enTHUSED Current Music: Joy Division - Warsaw | 1 reached out | interact? |
Tuesday, September 3rd, 2002
10:08 pm	End The last day of summer never felt so cold You've been there with me all of August Robert Smith. You and The Cure. And you may sing with passion and conviction, and you may drift into sadder topics frequently, but you lose on this one. I don't care if the sounds sink heavy in my chest, because I know it's not true. It was warm out, it felt good, I could feel it on my skin. Somehow I raced home, I was breathing heavy and shaking after I got off the last exit ramp right as Watching Me Fall ended. Call it cold, call it cold as you like, but it treated me well. It all did. For once, it didn't feel like just the sum of its parts. I have a listing, an archival, of my summer. Summer of 2002.doc. What I read, what I watched, what I heard, what I wrote, what I drew, what I saw, what I found, what I learned, in that order. There may be listings of books and movies and people and ideas and place, and they may all combine to form my summer, but what I really read/watched/heard/wrote/drew/saw/found/learned was a recipe: mix 1 part languid happiness, 1 part exotic locales, 1 part successful relationship, 1 part nerd camp, 1 part a desire to write, 0 parts doing much writing [but that's ok, desire and inspiration can always be stored away for later when action finally comes], 1 part discovery of mind-blowing new music, 1 part willpower to watch amazing movies, 1 part new people that feel worth every moment of your time from aforementioned nerd camp, 1 part inclination to further culture one's self, 1 part driving fast, 1 part nighttime exploitz, 1 part of feeling everything moment by moment, 1 part awareness, 1 part love for everything and everyone that feels beautiful. stir together thoroughly and let stew for 6-8 hours. serves 1; best eaten when warm. Current Mood: trepidation, calm Current Music: The Cure - The Last Day of Summer | 2 reached out | interact? |
Thursday, August 29th, 2002
11:02 pm	There seems to be a sudden "driving is evil and scary" consensus among my livejournal friends list. But oh well, I'm going for my first road trip tomorrow and I'm fucking excited. So there. I get to drive from Columbia, MD to West Chester, PA (somewhere on the Lancaster Pike), which Mapquest says is 113.6 miles. After a 10:15 pm hockey game Friday night, I stay over at a hotel with my own room, play another hockey game around noon, and then book it on home so I can help mes parentas get ready for my dad's 50th birthday party Saturday night. I'll get close to doubling the number of miles on my car this weekend. Score. Current Mood: excited Current Music: Beastie Boys - Body Movin' | interact? |
Monday, August 26th, 2002
2:35 am	There's something wholly satisfying about sitting outside in a hot tub at some time between the hours of 1:30 and 2:05 am. In suburbia, it's dark in the sense that there's less light, but it's never really purely darkness. There's more or less a haze, but that's about it. Nevertheless, I like it. I hear a lot, I feel a lot, but I can't see so much. And I don't like reliance on sight. I like looking out where I can normally see across the fence to the neighbor's wooded area, but not being able to tell what's over that little ridge. Then there's the moon -- it's incredibly comforting to look up at the sky and see a huge mass just fixed there, immobile and reliable. No matter what the purpose or point or mysticism or science surrounding it I simply like a small, round white patched object standing tall in the sky while clouds drift over it. I guess that's what's best about summer, the ability to have those individual experiences -- hot tubs at 1:30-2:05 am, sitting amongst homeless people in Columbus Circle at 11 pm, and the various other latenight exploitz that accompany summer. They could be tied into a theme of freedom, or independence, or irresponsiblity, but I think it's better to leave them and let them stand for themselves. They seem more significant that way. Lastly, as relaxing as it was to sit out there, hot tubbing is just not a solitary activity. I needed someone to join me. Current Mood: exhaustif Current Music: The Cure - Love Will Tear Us Apart (Live) | 6 reached out | interact? |