the outskirts

i like the happy holidays theme

Sat, 03 Dec 2005 22:32:15 GMT

i got hit by a car yesterday. if you ever have a choice in the matter, don't get hit by a car.

how i met your mother?

Tue, 29 Nov 2005 04:46:44 GMT

I think that's what it's called.

Funny show--good cast. It's got Allison Hannigan and Doogie Howser and the tall guy who played "Nick Andopolis" on "Freaks and Geeks." and it's funny. Neal Patrick Harris (doogie)plays a jackass. There's alcohol involved! And it's just funny. I'm watching CBS.

hi this world sucks yeah?

Mon, 28 Nov 2005 19:01:38 GMT

i don't post here that much. no particular reason. but instead of throwing my computer across the room i'm just going to vent. i can't afford a new computer.

i read this morning that there exists a "trophy" video made by contractors in Iraq. this video was made by and of people who apparently work for private security companies, probably based in the UK. in it, these contractors--who could also be accurately described as mercenaries--open fire on Iraqi civilians, taking out their automobiles. that the video is set to Elvis Presley's "Mystery Train" adds to inklings that the video was made for fun.

so what the fuck is this war about. so fucking lame. violence is so fucking lame. those who laugh at the notion of world peace are so fucking lame. i don't want to write no more.

halloween weekend was a blast

Tue, 01 Nov 2005 22:54:28 GMT

There was that club Frday nght, dancng to one of the worst house dj's in San Francsco, that was fun. Then there was Angela's Anmal Party on Saturday nght, rockng out lke an elephant in my lvng room, also very fun. And then last nght there was the sickest gathering of costumed partygoers of all types, working it hard on BART, on the streets of SF, and again on the BART ride home. I was wicked drunk, stupid stoned, and thankfully I didn't send the alcohol back up till I got home. Wow, was a night. If I can help it I'm never missing the Castro Party again

haiku of my life

Wed, 26 Oct 2005 09:30:38 GMT

i need a bowl or
some other way to get sleep.
caffiene ruins lives.

adult decisions
should not supercede safety.
i'll be up all night.

noticing a trend
while wishing i saved that roach:
all i say is: "drugs"

time off is time spent
spending money from time on.
i have two days off.

nada surf

Fri, 21 Oct 2005 09:04:42 GMT

is dominating my friends page right now: the top two entries even have pictures of members

family

Fri, 21 Oct 2005 05:08:00 GMT

Tomorrow would be my grandmother's 69th birthday, but she died seven years ago next week. I remember that night, sleeping on my grandparents' family room floor after coming home from the hospital. We hadn't gotten to see Nana that night, but I was too young, too immature to realize that I wouldn't get to see her again. Five years later, my grandfather would urge my mother to let my brothers and me get out of his hospital room, knowing that the four of us would be uncomfortable and, frankly, bored, at being in the hospital with their sick grandfather. Five years later, still too young and immature, I left the hospital not knowing that I wouldn't get to see my grandfather again.

And both times I felt the pain of the situation vicariously. With Nana, my tears were for my mom, who had lost her mom. My god, that would hurt so bad to lose my mom, and so I cried with her. With Grandpa Joe I didn't cry at all until I saw Josh completely lose it at the funeral. Joe and Josh were both the eldest in a generation of brothers, and the two of them were closer than Joe and me. But of course I could see that Josh was in pain, and I was in pain with him.
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I think my brothers and I will be close our entire lives. Josh and Jaret don't get along especially well, but that's the only relationship approaching strained at this point in our lives. Jaret and Jed play videogames together for hours a day. For that matter, Josh games with the two of them, too. Me, I love the hell out of all of them.

awake again

Thu, 20 Oct 2005 04:25:01 GMT

I fell asleep earlier but I'm awake again; no twenty year old she be asleep before 8:30, so I repent. I'm expecting my dad some time this evening--and in fact I believe I hear him arriving at just this moment. We are to discuss a thought that's been floating around my head, and one I've mentioned aloud a couple of times--moving to Providence. I'm not sure where I'll be at the end of January, but I'm thinking I might as well take a chance. Okay, Dad's here.

Tue, 18 Oct 2005 20:37:51 GMT

Everyday once or more a day I play Danger Mouse's remix of Jay-Z's "Dirt Off Your Shoulder," from Danger Mouse's Grey Album. Seriously, if you haven't had the pleasure, you're missing out. Actually, I've been getting more and more into Jay-Z recently. Mostly that album, yeah, but I pay a tad more attention when I hear that mix w/ Linkin Park.

I have my laundry hanging out back, and I'm at Jaret's right now. What to do: go home, fold laundry, wash linens, lie down, go to work. I have this rut, but I don't mind. I played a lot of fun videogames and I got a good night's sleep. And I'm off...

Thu, 13 Oct 2005 07:35:59 GMT

couple days late, but isn't it fucking weird that we celebrate ~~Indian Genocide~~ Columbus Day? Sucks living in a thoroughly racist society.

Sun, 09 Oct 2005 21:13:40 GMT

It's a lazy Sunday afternoon and all around me smells like Febreeze and Irish Spring bar soap. It sounds like Prefuse 73. It looks like a fucking mess. We've got bills and bongs lying around, when both should probably be put into safe, appropriate compartments. A half-eaten cookie and the orange juice I'm working on share my workstation with the computer, some papers, books, colored pencils, some receipts, and--is that an extention cord? A flyer for a Love Parade after-party? We lack organization.

I decided to spend this day doing nothing, though I may ammend "nothing whatsoever" to include "well, I guess I can get a couple cups of coffee." What's on my mind is going to the Baker's Square and throwing back a couple cups of coffee before work. Probably won't happen. I'm one of those types--one task a day is enough, and I already went grocery shopping.

I'm gonna make a sammich. Peace.

Sat, 08 Oct 2005 05:47:24 GMT

Hey I'm around and I'm doing swell. I have a sweet hook up, I have a paycheck so I can pay people back, I have a smile on my face. I'm tired and I can't type this now.

apparently

Tue, 04 Oct 2005 08:20:05 GMT

i joined a gym tonight. i mean, my roommates signed me up. which is weird, cos they literally spent my money w/o asking. but hell, i can spare the cash, and i like running on treadmills. a lot.

i've dispensed with grammar for the evening. ive been typing for hella long, over at the devil's crack den and i need a break. ill be back there, tho. im committed. i need to be committed.

oh man my head

Sat, 01 Oct 2005 00:42:28 GMT

motherfuck every motherfucker who voted for that mutherfuckin George Bush.

for real though: anyone wanna tell me where those WMD are? anyone?

and don't fucking tell me the rape rooms and torture are over. cos we know that shit ain't true.

so for everyone complicit in sending our nation downhill in 2000 or 2004: fuck you. asshole. this is my life too. godamn.

i have anger issues.

Criminals much?

Wed, 28 Sep 2005 20:53:23 GMT

From Dibgy

So, we have a federal probe implicating the president's number one political advisor and the vice president's chief of staff in the violation of laws protecting CIA agents and possibly lying to federal investigators.

We have a multi-pronged investigation into a lobbyist who happens to be a very close associate of Tom DeLay,Grover Norquist, Ralph Reed, Karl Rove and the entire Republican leadership going back to their youth as members of the College republicans. This lobbyist is now implicated in a mafia murder plot and has been arrested on charges affiliated with that crime.

A member of the Bush administration who is a good friend and associate of all of the above was arrested this week for lying to the Feds about his good friend the lobbyist.

The majority leader of the Senate is now officially under investigation by the SEC and federal prosecutors for insider trading involving potentially many millions of dollars.

The majority leader of the House was just indicted by a Texas Grand jury for violating laws prohibiting the use of corporate money in campaigns.

I am so relieved that the Republicans restored honor and integrity to Washington. There hasn't been even one blow job in that town since they took power.

dylan, scorsese, pbs

Mon, 26 Sep 2005 05:59:45 GMT

Martin Scorsese's documentary, NO DIRECTION HOME: BOB DYLAN, will air tomorrow night at 9 ET on PBS. (Shit, I just realized I needed to catch the airing tonight, cos I work tomorrow.) Frittered away my post-work afternoon.

Claiming or demanding undeserved attention.

Sat, 24 Sep 2005 22:04:52 GMT

I got out of bed at one:thirty this afternoon. I'm leaving for work now. I lost a day.

Thu, 22 Sep 2005 06:33:36 GMT

I've been listening to a Telefon Tel Aviv song called, "I Lied" on repeat for about forty minutes now. It's a five minute down-tempo beat with strings and a lazy, soothing vocal with this line that I like: "It was something you said. I heard. But I lied." I listen to this song on end whenever I play it all, which is something like once a month. As circumstances dictate, really. It's kinda personal for me at this point. "I meant well, but I didn't know how. Throw all caution to the wind...It's been this way forever; it was sunrise when we started." Ambiguous lyrics I can attach to multiple situations without contriving too hard, and a mellow captivating beat. Works for me.

But enough. Yo La Tengo calls. If that doesn't put me to sleep, then I admit to insomnia.

I've got parties this weekend, friends and drinks, and the new Kanye West at loud volumes in unsupervised, dance-ready environments; and bands and djs I haven't heard, with friends I haven't met yet. All are yelling "COME THE FUCK HERE," in my head.

I so want to sleep.

this was predictable

Wed, 21 Sep 2005 06:07:59 GMT

(If you didn't know I'd end up surfing MySpace well into the evening...well, you just don't know me at all.)

MmmmMmmm

Wed, 21 Sep 2005 05:09:05 GMT

I'm doing much better than last evening's melodrama, mostly cos of the kick ass dinner I had. It's so nice to come home to a vegan dinner (including dessert!) and just kick back. Melissa Getz and my Dad are over, the two of them competing with Josh and Angela in Settlers of Catan. I think all but Josh are bored. Actually, Dad still has interest in the game; Harringtons have patience with longwinded games.

One thing that will suck about this evening: I had a latté earlier, so I'll be up late this evening. However: the two peeps I talk to on the phone late at night are unavailable. So: restlessness and videogames later. I wanna get high.

Still, it's been a good day. My computer was fixed (this is the first post from my Inspiron in months), I beat my friend in tennis (kicked his ass, actually), work went well, and there's more cake for later. Rock.

Tue, 20 Sep 2005 07:13:16 GMT

I've been restless since about four or five, something like that. It has been a disappointing restlessness, moreso than the general boredom of restlessness because I've been upset and confused. I've been abandoned yet again, to put it melodramatically. Cutting the crap: It's just that another person who I was starting to get close to has had to cut off contact with me. I was like..."uh...that sucks." After that, what more is there to say. I don't want to cause trouble, wouldn't dream of that, but of course that leaves me shit outta luck. Again.

But there's good news! (lol, no there isn't).

There is other stuff:

Alina's tour is coming through the Bay Area. I hope I can think of a venue for October 2nd. I'm not so cool, though, and not so in touch. I would like to hang out, though.

I'm thinking more and more about moving to Providence in February, and the more I think about it the better it sounds. I have nothing but a shit job here and I could get one of those anywhere. I'd need airfare but I wouldn't need to pay rent there. I could see more of the Northeast in the ample free time I'd have. I could chill with Matt Randle. Thinkin, thinkin...

Seriously, what the fuck is wrong with a little peace, love, and understanding?

Sun, 18 Sep 2005 17:38:03 GMT

I'm fuckin exhausted and the football game I awoke to watch has thus far been a bust. I'm at the point--early in the first quarter--of wondering when I cut my losses, play some CounterStrike, and just go back to bed. Probably, not far from now. Probably, I'll need the sleep.

I'm going to an Arcade Fire show tonight that I really cannot afford. My brother's tire was flat this morning, my fault. I'm behind on expenses at home. I'm not going to be getting a decent paycheck this week. So...thanks to Gina for helping me out on this one. As for my roommates...well I'll just have to talk to them when I get home.

My body hurts and my head is so foggy. I had a few drinks last night, but mostly I think it's cos afterwards I only got five hours sleep. Damn, that sounds so lame though. Ahh, I'm going to lay down.

hey that was fun

Thu, 08 Sep 2005 20:32:54 GMT

I have to work tonight, for the first time in over a week. I've been on my ass, catching up on news and MySpace, for a couple hours. As I don't have work for another two hours...well, you know where I'll be.

I've finally stopped reeling from the party/vacation/mindfuck and concentrating on real, Bay Area-based life. Borrowed a book from Jaret on A+ Certification. I couldn't tell you, yet, what that means, but perhaps after I get through the first chapter I'll let everyone in on it. Or, if you know, please tell me. I can't make sandwiches forever. I can't make sandwiches another year. I need to learn a skill. Day one?

Hey, for real though: Peace be with you, and everyone you know. There is nothing more important.

seattle and the past week; our patron was a gorrilla

Wed, 07 Sep 2005 05:39:52 GMT

The city wasn't as I expected it to be. The people I saw...not as I expected them to be. In the midst of it I lost my mind, but it was easy enough not to notice because I was having a hell of a time with the festival, friends, and partying.

I saw Calvin Johnson, John Vanderslice, and Mary Lou Lord on consecutive days last week. Those marked the first three shows I've ever seen in Seattle that weren't Bumbershoot events, and they were all important in some way. Calvin was a Skinny event and also as atypical a performance as I've seen in recent memory. The furniture was made of cardboard and about as stable as my mindset; group percussion on the floorboards got the audience involved.

Edit later.

conversations

Sun, 28 Aug 2005 02:40:57 GMT

I talked to Caroline this morning, for the first time in a long time. Even though I don't know that we can really be as good of friends as we used to be (and I hope I don't overestimate how good of friends we once were), it was good to just chat for a moment, with little to no awkwardness.

Umm, last night was dancing and drinking and it was good fun. I uhh...

shit i need to get back to work

Okay. I'm finishing my sandwich and wondering if I should just plan crash when I get home. I took a nap this afternoon after we saw 40 Yr Old Virgin, and I woke up 15 minutes before I had work. Uh, so I was a little late. Shoot me. I can't wait to get to bed tonight.