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Sunday, May 9, 2004
09:45 p.m.
[Red Eyes on Orange Horizons]
music: Radio- Alkaline Trio
Anyone want to go to Toronto on June 6th to see Straylight Run play at The Guvernment?
(Yes, I do realize I live in Alberta. Yes, I do realize that the 6th is a Sunday.)
Sunday, May 9, 2004
01:04 p.m.
[You Strange Rock 'n Rollers]
music: the sound of my computer grinding away at a virus scan
The Complete List of Bands Confirmed for Calgary Warped Tour 2004
A's Warped Tour Must-See Shortlist:
Alkaline Trio
Anti-Flag
NoFX (the band the got me into punk all those years ago)
Taking Back Sunday
Thursday
Yellowcard
Yes, my list is alpahbetized. Shut up. I also think we have to go see the New FOund Glory show, as it could very easily be the 2004 version of the Simple Plan Fiasco. There's also a bunch of other bands I recognize but don't know too well (ie: Coheed and Cambria, Bad Religion, Senses Fail) so it should be an interesting trip this year.
Just remind me to wear sunblock this go around. ~winces~
[Edit: We are also totally going to see Go Betty Go--which is a girl punk band. And Spell Toronto, which is my 'cool name' band for the tour this year (and maybe Canadian?)]
Sunday, May 9, 2004
12:40 a.m.
[More Linkspam]
"The original motivation... was to avoid spending US taxpayers money allowing people to surf porn."
Yay for stupid censorship! ^___^
Saturday, May 8, 2004
06:54 p.m.
[You Go Out on on Friday Night...]
music: Undergrads Theme
Hey, anyone here an FFXIIphile? Cause I was on the official site (which, granted, I can't read as it's in Japanese) and, well, you know the cool sharpshooter, Balflear?
Rawr.
I would also like to point out that he's wearing what look like pink and green plastic rings. And the detail on his tunic/armour-thing kills me.
They have them for all the other characters, except that new girl whose name I can't remember (who's obviously the Yuffie/Eiko/Rikku/Selfie of the game), but Ashe's is the only other one that look's cool. This could either be because she's the first really cool looking FF female since Freya, or because her background is yellow. Either works.
Sigh.
I'm such an addict.
Saturday, May 8, 2004
05:58 p.m.
[When I'm Afflicted with my Own Disease]
I'm starting to wonder if I have some sort of sleeping disorder, because once again I woke up early, kicked around for a while, then went back to sleep and woke even more tired than I was before.
Coffee syrup is my friend.
Also, anyone looking for something to be enraged about, go here. Way to go, Virginia, prove there's no bigots in your government... (coughSection28cough)
Monday, May 3, 2004
10:01 a.m.
[Like Snow, Like Gold...]
music: No Lies, Just Love- Bright Eyes
English, computer lab. Novel-y questions didn't go so bad, except I'm not sure what I was calling symbolism actually was a symbol so much as a nifty text device, but, you know. Whatever. [/Squall]
Anyway, I was going to write about this last night but I didn't. Why? Because I suck and I'm lazy.
As we speak, my Mum is mailing my residence and confirmation forms for university in (wait for it...)
Halifax!
I'm still kind of in shock about all this. I didn't even get my enterance papers for this school until last week and the official desicion on where I was going got made yesterday. Also found out yesterday that only 40 people were accepted in first round picks, which I honestly didn't know when I applied. But yeah, Halifax. Dad finally agreed and so it looks like the Carleton dream is no more.
No more Ottawa, no more huge campus. Instead, I'll be in a 900 person school with, if their website is right, only 39+ other people in my class. It's kind of creepy.
Yeah. babbling. I know. But still, it's taking some getting used to. I keep repeating to myself going to Halifax. But it hasn't stuck yet. Give me until next week.
Like, woah.
^__^;;
Sunday, May 2, 2004
02:59 a.m.
[Mmm...]
music: What a Wonderful World- B.B. King
Awesome evening, this one. The afternoon was stressful as hell, but the last five or six hours have all made up for it. Went to half a show at the Marseille Cafe with Katelynn, Jason and assorted others to watch Landon's band play. Am now completely justafied in my 'bassists always rock' theory (because what is Landon... uh huh, that's right). The band was also as good as they were on their demo, thank god, because what do you say to a friend if their band sucks live?
Then went to C's house to lan party with her and DanSquared, which both did and didn't work out. Vampiresses kick arse, but I am a lousy Wood Elf. Also, Goblins are pesky and persistant bastards. The evening did, however, lead to:
Daniel M: My ass is in overdrive!
and many fun things involving the contamination level of Jacob's mattress (ew ew ew ew...) and opening and closing the flap on Daniel's computer. Yeah, none of this makes any sense when I try to retell it. Oh well.
Anyway, eventually C and I quit playing and hung out talking about writing, bitching about short-feeling long weekends and just in general shooting breeze. Finally feel relaxed and unwound as I have about two things to do to wrap up the RBC scholarship form, only one of which can be done tomorrow.(Bonus!)
Also have most of tomorrow to hang out around here and read my novel study (have I started it, you ask? No...). Maybe I'll go to bed now. If I have time I'll try to really write something tomorrow.
Creative note to remember:
Listening to the E. Cola Remix of 'Let My Love Open the Door' tends to give Andrea massive Adrienne/Andrinor plotbunnies
Theirloveissoneurotic
Friday, April 30, 2004
05:01 p.m.
[So.]
The computer's not working. I'm at the library posting this. If I'm not around until tomorrow (which'll probably be the earliest I can get it fixed) don't be surprised.
In better news, I think I might be going to Halifax...
Monday, April 26, 2004
03:41 p.m.
[And now for Something Completely Different...]
Here's a fun simple sentence that's been isolated from a conversation with Jason:
So it was wet and sticky and I had to wear a blue vest.
Enjoy in moderation.
Thank you.
Sunday, April 25, 2004
11:25 p.m.
[A Reccomendation]
Go download Shiksa Goddess, from the musical The Last Five Years. It's amazingly funny, and the male lead has a great voice.
"My people have been suffering for thousands of years---and I don't give a shit!"
Sunday, April 25, 2004
04:27 p.m.
[I am Jack's Mild Boredom]
music: Some folk thing on CKUA
Awesome weekend, this one. So, as usual, Sunday is a much slower seeming day. Not bad because--also as usual--I'm really tired, which may have something to do with the fact that I stayed up until three working on a scholarship and downloading music videos.
Anywhoo, Weekend in Review:
Friday
- Went to C's house to hang with her, Dan and, for a while, Daniel and his girlfiend (BTW: this is one of the cooler ones, she actually seems like a person, rather than a cookie cutter---tell Daniel he has an Andrea-sanctioned relationship, C). Watched Kill Bill and To Wong Foo, Thanks for Everything, both of which were awesome and nearly made me cry laughing. Dan, however, got less enjoyment out of the evening as she appears to be afraid of drag queens.
Dan: He.
C: No, she.
Dan: He.
A: She.
Dan: It's a guy.
C & A: Girl/she.
Dan: He.
C: Have a cookie. (at this point, C would shove a cookie into Dan's mouth, which usually shut her up)
The odd part is, Dan's little sister is the person responsible for the 'Mr. Stockton sodomizes little boys' jokes that have been going around, well, the whole school (I'm so evil). How the same family managed to raise these two is sometimes mind-boggling, especially when you take into account how close the two of them are.
Didn't get home from C's until around 1:00, which was kinda cool. Now have someone to go to Dad's 50th with, which will rock. Also rocks, since C's not afraid of alcohol (and, y'know is legal) but is afraid of kids, which may keep me from getting babysitting duty if Flexi and Avery are there.
Selfish, me? Never.
Saturday
-Met Katelynn at the mall, entertained the idea of wasting more cash on more cds. The Scenery was not, however, working, so I restrained myself (not that it would've made a real difference, I'm saving to buy dad something next week for his birthday). Then played a fairly respectible DDR set, got a smoothie and rented Unconditional Love, one of those movies that always makes me giggly and happy and hyper.
"Hello, I'm British and I need a gun."
Went to Boston Pizza and listened to the guys behind me talk about getting drunk and "cheeseburger whores", whatever that means...
Then watched Fight Club. Mmm...
Hmm, apparently I am now watering Dad's front lawn. Fun.
[Edit, 5:30- Lawn watered. Hands numb. Apparently, since Cheri's elsewhere (not entirely sure where) we get Top Pizza. Yay, feta.
(You are not your pizza toppings...)]
Wednesday, April 21, 2004
10:45 p.m.
[All These Lines Fall Short of what I'd Had in Mind...]
music: Mistakes We Knew We Were Making- Straylight Run
This is about to sound completely self-absorbed, but I'm so fucking glad C and I are back on terms again because I cannot write her story without her help. She's like a scary, moppy haired muse. Who likes Kill Bill.
It could work.
Have about 8 scenes left---roughly, and no promises on what I'm about to say---but if I work my ass off a little I could be done in maybe a week or two. May, Andrea, shoot for May, godammit! Have a real deadline...
Told Dad I wanted to go to this concert that I'm 12 or so days too young for. He suggested I fake my student ID. I love my parents some days.
Have decided that the next blog layout I do with be red and white, if I can figure out something cool. The Reunion Show's cd so owns me right now that it's not even funny. I wonder if I have an addictive personality.
Other than that? Uhm...
Play rehearsal tomorrow. I wonder what happened to my script, and if I can memorize it in TA.
Wednesday, April 21, 2004
04:34 p.m.
[This Goes out to Anyone who Claims to Know Something About Nothing At All...]
music: Dedication- The Reunion Show
"Yeah that's right, you. I said 'boyporn'!" -Katelynn
Mmm... cup-a-soup. Eating lunch now since I went for ice cream (yes, again) instead of getting lunch. I'm such an addict.
Found a most excellent scholarship to apply for and must remember to talk to Regier tomorrow about such. Should be fun. If you're Canadian and you read this, don't apply for it, cause I'd really like to win this one. ^__^;;
Prolly going to Dad's in 1/2-1 hour. Whoo. Am sort of plugging for a kid-free evening because as much as I love Flexi and Avery-the-Smurf, I've got stuff to do (Chuck Palahniuk novels to read, etc...).
Speaking of which, Survivor is great. If you like twisted, dark humour, Fight Club, Taking Back Sunday's Cute Without the E music video, or me, you'd probably get a kick out of it. Good, creepy fun.
Am going to either go type or kick ass/chew bubblegum at Blitzball. Life's not going bad for an early Wednesday.
Tuesday, April 20, 2004
05:57 p.m.
[Whoo!]
music: Television- The Reunion Show
Good day. Not perfect or anything, but quite good all round. My Chem class got a review extension, because Crewson's trying not to get too ahead of Gris, and the whole thing's now due Friday. ~dances~
Didn't do as well on my English thing as I would've liked because Anderson and I disagree on fragment use and because I cannot proofread my own work (I always miss something stupid). But am still running a 93 for this quarter and a 92 overall, which is fine with me.
Went to the mall after school to pick up my photos (my other low note, my camera has this autofocus issue...) and on a whim I went to CDPlus and picked up another copy of my 'Darwin' pin that I lost and, on another whim, I checked to see if they had a certain CD I wanted. Long story short:
I Have 'Kill Your Television' by the Reunion Show!
The best part? It's even better than I expected. Also, they thank both "John T. Nolan" and "Jesse 'Fivin' Out' Lacey" in their linear notes. They also thank Ed, but I had to check to make sure it was that Ed. Sigh.
Oh, and their CD design is one of the coolest things I've seen in a while. No one ever does red and white any more.
In one final bit of musical news, I was on the TBS site just for the helluv it and there in black and tan (ew... tan) was the Calgary concert date. Yeah, I'm a loser. But the squares it, I fucking have to go, even if I have to spend next year living entirely off pity pay.
Like there was ever any real doubt.
Tuesday, April 20, 2004
08:20 a.m.
[Forget What You KNow About Me... This Isn't Highschool]
music: Moshi Moshi- Brand New
Good morning sportsfans.
Woke up with my socks sitting on my pillow for some inexplicable reason (especially since I was sure I'd thrown then in the laundry room already), am wondering if that will set the tone for the day.
Deleted all my conversation logs on MSN last night after C and I finally had The Talk. The idea of a fresh start is kind of appealing, so I'm going to give it a shot. And I like the idea of looking forward to Friday instead of failure.
...christ, Katelynn's right. I could write emo songs.
Monday, April 19, 2004
11:00 p.m.
[]
This time it's on my own
Minutes from somewhere else
Somewhere I made a wish
With Lucky Denver Mint
Hurry go on ahead
Good things won't let you wait
I'll catch up when we get home
At home I'll leave
A dollar under water keeps on dreaming for me
You're not bigger than this, not better
Why can't you learn?
-Lucky Dollar Mint, Jimmy Eat World
Monday, April 19, 2004
04:38 p.m.
[The F-word Takes a Holiday.]
music: Stomach vs. Heart
Kay, you helped so much. I love you more than I want to express in a public journal. And I might take you up on that over of a phonecall when my schoolstress level goes down a little. ^_^;
Today was a relatively good day, considering. Oddly enough, most of the really good things involved the actual schoolwork and not the socializing. Found out I am running an 89 in drama (and this is after Stephen and I fake-stripped to the 'Starwars Disco Remix') and maintained my 98.5 in Social. Booyah---I got 100 on the assignment I was sure I flunked. I'm not even going into the mechanics of that. Now, if I kicked ass on both my reading comp and writing assignment for English I should be sitting pretty enough that my sure-to-be-ass Chem mark won't drag me down too much. Honestly, I never expected Chem to become the new Math Pure. Go figure.
I love my moose keychain. I have named him Minimoose in honour of Zim, and as a sort of lasting reminder of one of the greatest, short friendships of my life. Though you didn't hear that last bit. ~winks~
I feel really Zen right now for some reason. Maybe because Aaron, Andrew and I (So many A names, what to do?) spent all of Social trying to choose a small, Asian/Middle Eastern country to take over and run as totalitarian dictatiors. My vote went to Sri Lanka--organized crime aside, of course.
Maybe because I've decided to do what I really love. I think I've finally picked my stream for uni... history. Really not all that surprising. But history and poli-sci and Canadian Stuidies and French would make a great semester. And best of all, there'll be no science courses at all. Ye-ah.
Am very hungry right now, though not even this is a bad thing, as Mum and I are going to dinner and Monday Night at the Movies (Emile, with Sir Ian MacKellan).
Band Tour Writeup tonight after I do my Social homework and such.
Zenzenzen... this cannot last long. Ah well, I'll enjoy it for now.
Sunday, April 18, 2004
11:06 p.m.
[You Can Scream all You want, but it Always Ends in a Sob...]
music: War All the Time- Thursday
Title is an observation on emo songs and possible life in general. I dunno. Just happened to say it out loud and liked the way is sounded.
...so we parked these cars
Parent’s garage
Listen to the lullaby
Of Carbon Monoxide
Still pissed off.
Normally writing is thereputic. I put something down in words and I feel better, if a little stupid that I've vented so much. So by rights I should feel better right now after using font size fucking eight.
Still waiting for that catharsis, though.
My hands are shaking. I think I might be too tense or something. Maybe it's just anger.
Nightmares on TV they used to sing us to sleep
They burn on and on like an oil field
Or a memory of what it felt like
To burn on and on and not just fade away
C, I don't really want to have this coversation here, but I need to fucking get this out, so I will---not in code like you and Katelynn and your stupid as fuck passive-agressive fight that solves fucking nothing. But straight out because right now I have a few questions for you. So here they fucking are:
Are we still friends? So you give a fuck if we stay friends? Do you even want to stay friends? Or would you rather I fucked off and died? Because maybe I'm just being neurotic and maybe I'm stupid and maybe this is jealousy talking, because I feel like I'm getting no, no, no, and yes, and it is fucking tearing me apart. And I can't tell you in person either becuase, hi, I haven't really talked to you in over a month because just like you I have trouble doing that---but I'm not so fucking chicken shit that I can't find some way to do it other than leaving cryptic messages in my blog that just make everyone who CARES ABOUT YOU feel a little less important.
Fuck. I can't do this. Give me a call sometime if you haven't "lost my number".
Sunday, April 18, 2004
10:53 p.m.
[If this is Serious...]
music: Division St. -Thursday
Just read C's journal. Think I shall have to stop doing so, as each entry is jsut an excuse to kick myself in the stomach and feel like shit, which is too bad because I had a really good day playing Dinosaurs and 'chase' with my niece and nephew who are growing up to be cute as hell. I had fun walking to the store with Dad and Cheri to get ice cream and then watching Austin Powers 2 while eating marshmallows. But now I feel pissed off and depressed and generally worthless.
You know what, K, C? I don't think I ever want to deal with the two of you at the same time again. Maybe I should just fucking find somewhere else to exist.
Fuck you all---the whole fucking universe could implode and I would stand and watch and think Wow, great fireworks but who the fuck cares?
Sunday, April 18, 2004
12:18 a.m.
[Survey-thing]
Choose a band/or artist and answer only in song TITLES by that band:: Barenaked Ladies
Are you female or male:: Jane
Describe yourself:: The King of Bedside Manner
How do some people feel about you:: Celebrity
How do you feel about yourself:: It's Only Me
Describe your ex girlfriend/boyfriend:: Next Time
Describe your current girlfriend/boyfriend:: Have You Seen My Love?
Describe where you want to be:: Life, in a Nutshell
Describe what you want to be:: Some Fantastic
Describe how you live:: Too Little, Too Late
Describe how you love:: Testing 1, 2, 3
Share a few words of wisdom:: Never is Enough
Bands // Song Titles brought to you by BZOINK!
K, right. I will post about the trip later. Promise...
Saturday, April 17, 2004
08:54 p.m.
[Back from Victoria]
So, my band trip is over. And I am so fucking tired. C, I want to call you but I also just want some fucking tea, so maybe I'll talk to you later.
Had a pretty good week of it, actually. I'll write it up later. But basically it all amount to this: Being Katelynn's fuck buddy takes too much work for me to keep up with it. That and you can only say the word "rape" so many times in one week.
~dies~
Thursday, April 8, 2004
08:37 p.m.
[You're Not Bigger than This]
music: Lucky Denver Mint- Jimmy Eat World
So I finally got Wordperfect 10 installed, after realizing that, oh, I had to uninstall 8 first. ...I am teh stupid somedays.
The layout for the updated version's a little bit too streamlined, compared to what I'm used to and it's still making me nervous. I suppose I shall have to remedy this.
Woot.
Wednesday, April 7, 2004
11:16 p.m.
[Failure by Design]
music: Sudden Death in Carolina- Brand New
English project: done
Weekend plans with C: check
Che,: not started
...2 outta 3 isn't bad, right?
Tuesday, April 6, 2004
06:24 p.m.
[Deep and Meaningful Thought o' the Day]
music: Shine- Mr. Big
Why do 9/10ths of all Republicans sound like stereotypical evil-sheriffs in 1960's westerns?
Monday, April 5, 2004
10:26 p.m.
[Now I Could Make this Obvious and You Could Deny me, all in One Breath]
music: Your Own Disaster- Taking Back Sunday
Went for an hour long walk down by the river in Police Point. Hung out on some mudflats and had an epithany or two which made me feel a little bit better about what's been bothering me. Nature tends to put things in perspective, you know? The Canada Geese on the river and the sound of a light breeze in the bushes and the feel of real sunlight on your skin makes you realize that everything else in life just doesn't fucking matter, because you still have moments like this. Moments that are just that fucking perfect.
All in all, I've had worse days. Much worse.
Besides, the Jazz Band's tenor sax player likes Taking Back Sunday. And I am still a mollusk in a tie.
Everything else'll just have to sort itself out on its own. Or with my help. It's negotiable.
[PS: Episode 26 of FMA is out and I am so sick of Winry. Hawkeye, however, kicks ass. And Royluv. Yessss...]
Sunday, April 4, 2004
10:46 p.m.
[Little Girl, You're in the Middle]
music: Sweetness- Jimmy Eat World
God help me. I'm listening to acoustic Jimmy Eat World songs as an attempt at catharsis. Worse, it's working. I blame Nothing Feels Good, the book on emo I'm reading. It made me remember the final set up for Proof last year, when Katelynn and C came by and helped me lug risers while Riley blasted 'Sweetness' at us, and I still have this perfect picture in my mind of the two of them and me and a few cast members all running around, taping down brown broadcloth and setting up plants, and then, suddenly, stepping back and staring and pumping fists as the final chord of the song faded away. Because we were done and it was perfect.
It's a good mental picture, and sitting here, listening I think I'm starting to undestand the 'music is the moment' thing. Because the phrase 'it's only in your head you feel left out' suddenly felt really... real.
Oh, and on a Bright Eyes note, Drunk Kid Catholic has a pretty melody.
My god, I'm fucking rambling. But I suppose if it makes me feel better, more power to me. You guys can always leave.
Collaborators: C Sam Katelynn Mel Kay
Critique: with reveiws with e-mail at DeviantArt
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