The art building is closed today? Do they know we started school a while ago? I heard something about how they had to train the T.A.'s or hire them or something like that. So today is kind of dedicating to reading, sketching and maybe cleaning up a bit. I really want to vacuum in here, but I can't remember if we have one in this house. I read some really good quotes in my film book, so that is going well. Then I took a break to take a nap, but before I went to bed last night I drank a half a liter of water + 3 cups of tea. So now I am reaping the benefits of that.

That reminds me of the time I drank 2 liters of water within 30 mins. That was not pretty. I thought my urethra going to be scorched to oblivion.

I guess I am going to clean up now, and then get back to reading.

Sometimes I feel so old.

"Got to be free like the leaves of Autumn."

Ripped from the pages of "Seymour an Introduction" (J.D. Salinger) Please read every word and you will finally know what it is like to be me.

"...in English, a Sick Man who not at all seldom, though he's reported so childishly denies it, gives out terrible cries of pain, as if he would whole-heartedly let go both his art and his soul to experience what passes in other people for wellness, and yet (the rumor continues) when his unsalutary-looking little room is broken into and someone-not frequently, at that, someone who actually loves him-passionately asks him where the pain is he either declines or seems unable to discuss it at any constructive critical length,

and in the morning when even great poets and painters presumably feel a bit more chipper than usual, he looks more perversely determined to see his sickness run it's course, as though by the light of another, presumably working day he had remembered that all men, the healthy ones included, eventually die, and usually with a certain amount of bad grace, but that he, luckily is being done in by the most stimulating companion, disease or no, he has known."

Read this Foxtrot:

http://news.yahoo.com/news?tmpl=story&u=/uclickcomics/20050901/cx_ft_uc/ft20050901

Packing my stuff has proven more difficult than planned. Each year I force myself to take less. Then half way through packing I decide I really probably want those cut outs from a 3 year old issue of NME. I am going to paste them on my wall back at school. Then I take the t-shirt which I don't want but should take in case I need a red shirt and in case the person who gave it to me wonders why I don't wear it much (thanks Danielle). I need that copy of that Joan Jett and the Blackhearts record just in case I want to blast "Crimson and Clover" out the window at girls. So really I only pack things I really need, to annoy other people with. Like those green Hulk Hands in the corner. Now if you'll excuse me, I have more pre-planned annoyance to attend to.

I hate packing. Goodbye Ohio. Hello Indiana and my last year.

This is to Amanda Harrington:

I don't like to dwell in the past. Reminisce maybe, dwell never.

Little Criminals is a great album.

THKSLRN.

por que dios mio (10:26:31 PM): my arm to the armpit
MAGIKCHIKUN (10:26:57 PM): well it shouldnt be like minor hair minor hair JAILBREAK!

Thanks, Lauren.

R.I.P. Robert Moog

Devo was phenominal. Like a well oiled machine, they marched their way through a one and a half hour set. They are at their best. It would have been good to see them in the 80's but I don't think technologically their vision could be as better captured as it is now. Musically great, entertaining, multi-media technique. Very unique in every aspect of showmanship. Even if you don't like these guys, or know who they are you would have liked it. Just great artistic entertainment.

Be jealous, even U2 pales in comparison. Yeah I said U2, you friggin' yuppies.

Ah, Joe.

"Let's hip-hop at traffic lights
Ten thumbs up and smilin' bright
Crossing all the great divides
Color, age and heavy vibe."

Skeleton Key last night. Things are getting more and more exciting...just when the summer is ending. This is the way it has to be though. Before I went to the movie, I went to Ryan's softball game. They won of course...one of the opposing team's players was hit in the face by a line drive. I felt bad for him, it looked like a broken nose.

After that Ryan and I went to get some rootbeer. Then we proceeded to his house where we hooked up his new iPod (My old one). He just now updated me and said he has 72 songs already. It took me like 2 weeks to get that. I think because I was only importing songs from my cd's and he is illegally downloading them...don't tell Lars Ulrich.

Then Jami, Ryan and I saw the 10:05 of Skeleton Key. It was about a 6 out of 10. Jami was pretty scared the whole time, except when she was out in the lobby talking on her cell phone ring. (She forgot to turn the ringer off...tsk tsk.)

Best night of the summer last night. Ryan had his championship softball game so the returning Jami with an I, me and Sam went. After awhile Brendan showed. So that was fun. Jami with an I started talking to Kayley and old highschool friend and missed the second half of the game. So after we decide to go out for a little food. So the previously mentioned 4 of us went down to Cw's. Ryan didn't come because he didn't drive to his game, and Jami was disappointed.

We talked forever, and even established a couple of women that Jami knew for Sam to date. I even got home by 10PM and it still seemed like a worth while evening.

I also established the sale of my iPod to Ryan.

I am thinking of not wearing underwear anymore.

Take that dense summer rain air, and invest it in winter.
Wrap it around someone's neck like a wool scarf,
and squeeze.

I am a new man.

Ok, nothing I will say now can possibly top that all inclusive statement but I will try. Tomorrow I want to see the Skeleton Key real bad. Lately I haven't been doing a whole lot. I am still on call for work. Nights are spent pretty aimlessly, unless I am hanging out with friends and then I don't feel like I am wasting my life. I might want to see Must Love Dogs too.

I like honey roasted peanuts.

Best quiz ever.

You are

What Rejected Crayon Are You?

Sunday! Yesterday Tim and Pierce visited for a day. We went to Bw3's and Pierce (the little devil) drank his weight in Diet Coke. Thanks, Grandma. That's like liquid crack to an almost two year old. It was pretty funny though. I had 12 boneless, they were good. I like that place less and less everytime I go in there. It makes me thankful for places like CW's. So many TV's, loud music, and smoke. It creates this "I don't need to talk to my family, there is baseball on TV" kind of vibe. Part of the reason to go out is to converse and have fun.

Today I am going to a guy from our college group's house for a cookout. It should be fun. It's a different world when I come back here. Most of the time when I see my old friends it's like we have never been apart. Except now we are all growing up, and entering the real world. Most of the time we manage to not have those stupid "remember when" conversations (although there is a time and place for those) and just talk about regular things. However, baggage brought on by growing up in a church youth group talk is always pretty fun.

Maybe this will be my last week at work. They want to have me..."on call". What the? Am I a nurse?

"Yes, excuse me, we have a clogged toilet, can you come in and clean it and then leave?"

Sounds like a blast. Oh, well. Soon I will be up to my nose in paint and ink.

The reason why you don't get things is because you don't deserve them.

Get it together.

"Gonna take a chance on her one bullet in the cylinder..."

It's so strikingly stunning how you have seemed to write completely out of the script.

It's one thing not to care, it's another to move on, and it's another to not care.

Referring to the other post: Am I too much of an idealist? I just want that puzzle piece!

Beard update!

One of the greatest ironies in my life has been this relationship I have had with the opposite sex. When I was in Elementary, Jr. High and Highschool all I wanted was a girlfriend my own age and someone from my class who liked me. I had some momentary success along the way, most of which was squandered by my own self worth.

When I was a camp counselor the other female counselors would always tell me about all these girls who liked me. The major problem being was that they were all ten years old. The ironic thing is that at that age and the subsequent years after I would have killed to have a girlfriend.

Since I am not dating anyone right now, it has been my co-workers duty (self deemed of course) to find me a girlfriend. Most of their suggestions of possible suitors have been around their age. Most of them are 18 to 20. A few of them are 18. Now, I know it's legal, but it still seems creepily young for me. It's like my mom suggesting to me that I should ask out a 26 year old woman. Do you think that girl is going to want to go out with someone who is 3 years younger than them?

I don't really think so. And besides, I am too dirty. Look at this disgusting rat-beard.

Today I was listening to a Liz Phair song (Does this make me a lesbian?) called Rock Me. And I had to laugh at the first line. I think it fits me pretty well.

"Oh baby, you're so young. What's give and take 9 years, anyway?"

Those of you who know this song, or what it's about, don't read too much into me using the quote. Just isolate the first line and ignore the rest of the lyrics, thank you.

S's and G's

Name the song. Google it if you don't know.

"Love in the nine-ties, is para-noid..."

Time to brag about my oldschool music taste. I am pulling out all the old cds tonight.

Spacehog- Resident Alien
No Use for A Name- Making Friends
Blenderhead- Figureheads on the Forefront of Pop Culture
MXPX- the Renaissance E.P.

I remember going to my sisters JV Soccer games and listening to the Spacehog cd on a Lenoxx Sound cd player which was as big as my head. All the while doing my earth science homework trying to impress the highschool girls.

By the way this is my 697th post.

PLEASE HELP ME GROW!

If too much of a good thing is bad, and less is more, and more is better...Than less and more are both bad.

I wish I could be a nilhilist.

There are certain things in life I want to achieve and work to. But there are also things I can let grow on their own I am fine with. It's those 2 or 3 integral parts which I really long for. I do, sometimes get in the way of my own plans. Strike that, I always.

I want to be content to live inside God's plan. I don't want to continually make my own and fail miserably.

BIRTHDAY!

Art that transcends the aural, visual, mental, metaphysical, spiritual. It encompasses a feeling, state of mind, an event, a specific meaning. One thing which encapsulates, but doesn't generalize or segregate. A celebration to whomever lays eyes on.



Another subject: HAIR UP!

She doesn't care if she hangs out with me or not. Either way.

"Write down the history in the case that we are missed."

Have you ever been so mad at yourself that you wanted to repeatedly beat your head on a wall? Yep, I'm there.

I need to see a show. I think there are a few coming up. I think I still have jet lag. I felt like I had vertigo today. Like that Alfred Hitchcock movie. It's Friday. Yesterday I did a little piece for Micah. I am going to send it to him in the mail, and he said he would hang it on his wall. It's a birthday, and moving in gift.

There really isn't a whole lot to write about. I am listening to the most scratched and dusty copy of the West Side Story soundtrack on vinyl.

Hopefully I don't get paint on the keyboard by typing this.

In case no one has noticed the new cool funny buzz word is bitch. Not biatch or even bizznatch. It's just bitch. In any social situation it makes everything more funny. Like when you are eating and you have to use the restroom, you would normally say: "I am going to the restroom." Now with the new tagword at the end it is sure to illicit more laughs. "I am going to the restroom, BITCH(es)!"

bitch bitch bitch.

Bitchin'.

I made it back in one piece. I stood in line for the Uffizi on 1 foot for 5 straight minutes.

Well almost everything is packed and ready to go for the big trip. I am leaving very early tomorrow morning to make my 11 o'clock flight to Chicago from Indianapolis. From there I go to Munich and from there Milan. Then somehow amidst the jitters and jetlag the group and I will commence with the visual stimuli. It's going to be visual overload, but I'll love it. Just as long as that Italian espresso carries me through.

I don't care about pollution.
I'm an air-conditioned gypsy.
That's my solution.
Watch the police and the tax man miss me.
I'm mobile.

That was your last chance.

This is my dry summer.

The last conversation I had all weekend was my best one.

Your Linguistic Profile:

75% General American English

15% Yankee

5% Dixie

5% Midwestern

0% Upper Midwestern

What Kind of American English Do You Speak?

Last night I found the honorable two movies for one price pack for Dawn of the Dead and Shaun of the dead. So for 20$ I bought those two movies. This was after walking around Best Buy for 40 mins trying to decide what genre Shaun of the Dead is. I finally figured out it is a comedy, and the one remaining copy at Best Buy was MIA. So I went on over to Sam Goody who is way over priced and less selection-if-ied and found the two pack. Which! is what I was looking for in the first place. It was a total fiasco to say the least.

I watched Dawn of the Dead last night and all the extras about how they make zombie heads explode etc. It was pretty interesting. Today I watched the extras on Shaun of the Dead, they were good and funny as well. I am looking forward to watching the movie, but I am going to wait to see if some of my friends want to watch with me. Nothing is worse than buying a new movie and watching it right away, only for it to be the next movie selected to watch by your friends. Then it is just overkill. So SOTD and it's 77 f-words is going to wait until at least tomorrow so that my friends will be included. If they don't want to watch it, I guess I will watch it on my computer in my room sometime.

Today I opened a checking account at National City. No more First Merit.

"Only the good die young."

I can't fall asleep until my feet are warm. Being that my feet are always cold, or "room temperature". Last night I could not fall asleep. When I can't fall asleep, thoughts swarm in my head making it all the more impossible to achieve the level of rest I need. I usually play music to drown out those thoughts. Last night I could not drown out those thoughts. They range from remembering old times to thinking way too much about my future and those around me and what I think about them and blah and so on. I think I have some sort of weird epidemic.

Maybe I should drink less coffee and maybe think about wearing socks to bed. Or maybe I should become a hermit.

I like the way my teeth squeak when I eat M and M's. I love rye toast, and honeydew melon turns me on. I don't wear a watch when I paint.

Spring/Summer mix

1. Brand New- Jaws Theme Swimming
2. Anathallo- Fugue: 24
3. Saves the Day- Shoulder to the Wheel
4. the Jam- Ghosts
5. Husband & Wife- Wake Up, Everyone
6. the Clash- Ghetto Defendant
7. New Order- Who's Joe?
8. Nico- The Fairest of the Seasons
9. the Concretes- You Can't Hurry Love
10. Beck- Jack-Ass
11. Eric Clapton- Heaven is One Step Away
12. Sondre Lerche- Modern Nature
13. Lisa Loeb- I Do
14. Beck- Ghettochip Malfunction (Hell Yes)
15. the Clash- Tommy Gun
16. Fairweather- Young, Brash and Hopeful
17. Gwen Stefani- What You Waiting For?
18. Dogwood- 1983
19. Yo La Tengo- Lewis
20. Spitalfield- The Future is Now
21. Motörhead- Bomber

Where?

Interesting things happening where I live. Today I recieved my sticker pack from Nicholas Di Genova, an artist out of Ontario. Check him out at www.mediumphobic.com. Here is a picture of the stickers:



Second I went to Cleveland today to the natural history musuem and saw an exhibit by Von Hagens. He is the scientist who came up with a way to preserve the human body by injecting a type of plastic into it. So there were a bunch on display. Here is a picture of my form to donate my body to be plasticated:



Lastly is a picture of my overstocked bookcase just to make this a triplicate picture post:

Cleaned up my room today. Kind of. I sneezed a bunch. I don't know I think it's because I am allergic to cleaning. I really woudln't mind throwing everything away and donating everything that's worth something and start over. Of course I would keep my records, record player, art supplies and some cd's. I did throw a lot of it away today though.

I am watching way too much MTV lately.

Why do I still have this Canadian flag hanging above my room?

I made some stir fry last night a-la what Nozomi taught me in the "Do it yourself" line. It was pretty good, except I don't know how to correctly prepare tofu. It was a little mushy. Tofu doesn't keep well either and I am instructed to use it all within 2 days of opening it. It's a brick! I took about an 8th of it off last night and I have so much left. The thing is, I dont really want it. I don't want to waste it either. Maybe I will go outside and bury it in the back yard by our old cat KitKat. Hopefully it doesn't facilitate something to the extent of Pet Semetary or something. Because there are some hamsters back there too.

I am going to go make some more stir fry for lunch.

I made an observation yesterday. Now, don't think of me as someone who is biased against weight...BUT Why is it that the largest people I see around town when I am shopping or walking the dog or whatever are all wearing nylon pants, jogging pants or sweatpants. The irony here does not escape me. Because, the pants in question are intended to be workout clothing. Something that most of these people are not doing. I understand the comfort issue, but really, can't they take the hint from the manufacture that they are for activity.

Another thing that goes along with this is the fact that the only sizes they make in the specific clothing are LARGE sizes. Maybe this is for layering purposes. Who knows. Comment at will.

Last night I had a really weird dream. I dreamt I was shaving a girl's legs and I was getting them really smooth and that I was giving them the care they deserved. Just thinking, "Man I did not miss a spot I am really good at this." Haha. I don't remember who's legs they were (or maybe I do). It wasn't sexual at all I was just very good at shaving these nice looking legs.

I think it's because I was watching TV and fell asleep.

Back in Ohio and ready to mingle.

Out here in windy Illinois, it blows like nobody's business.

I hate these standards of success and living you give me. Can I make my own? Can I live my own life? I can live my own life. I will stubbornly try to seek out what I have been made no, created to do. Can my expression be enough for the greed seeking hoards? I won't be myself if I am not myself, and myself is not completely buying it.

What am I showing for? Why bother.

Finals are for backstabbers.

I gave up talking to concentrate on listening. Day 1 over.

Hopefully, I have not lost my sense of wonder. Then again, it would be tiring to be constantly amazed, right? Being desensitized, jaded and bored is in. I'm so sick of their attitude, Lord.

Indiana is playing a cruel, late and unappriciated April Fool's joke on us. In the form of freezing rain. Thanks to everyone who came out to see me at Culture Shock and bought a print. It's nice to know when people and friends are interested in your work. KIR.

Is reconciliation what I need?

Sometimes I want to scream this at women: "I DON'T CARE ABOUT YOUR BREASTS!"

A couple of posts ago I posted the movie thing and I noticed today that Half Baked had not been bolded. What kind of a person hasn't seen Half Baked. I mean come on. I really don't like that movie.

It's such a nice day out and I don't know what to do. It seems like there are too many options or not enough. It also seems like people are all out doing something, but maybe they are all sitting inside like me and letting their bodies rot away. I'd like to maybe go out and take pictures but I am afraid of maybe wasting film. It's expensive stuff. I don't know.

Yesterday was Spotted Cow. I got some good sun and caught a couple of good bands. Even though the sound was weird, I still had fun. I don't like mewithoutyou, so I got really bored. I don't get the appeal of that band. I mean, the lead singer is so witty, but his vocal style is very irritating. I am pretty sure 97% of my friends don't agree with me and think that they are a great band, but I guess it's a free country, right? (Do you like run-on sentences? I do.)

This school year went by so fast. I regret so much of it. Hopefully it has been a learning expirience. I already knew many of the things I re-learned. It's so hard to avoid the mistakes I make with friends, I feel eternally damned in so many aspects of my personality and the way I live. I am like a ship on autopilot. A man on a mission.

I guess I am going to go listen to Generation X.

Busiest week of my life, and you love it.

01. Trainspotting
02. Shrek
03. Memento
04. Dogma
05. Strictly Ballroom
06. The Princess Bride
07. Love Actually
08. The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Rings
09. The Lord of the Rings : The Two Towers
10. The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King
11. Reservoir Dogs
12. Desperado
13. Swordfish
14. Kill Bill Vol. 1
15. Donnie Darko
16. Spirited Away
17. Better Than Sex
18. Sleepy Hollow
19. Pirates of the Caribbean
20. The Eye
21. Requiem for a Dream
22. Dawn of the Dead
23. The Pillow Book
24. The Italian Job
25. The Goonies
26. BASEketball
27. the spice girls movie
28. Army of Darkness
29. The Color Purple
30. The Safety of Objects
31. Can't Hardly Wait
32. Mystic Pizza
33. Finding Nemo
34. Monsters Inc.
35. Circle of Friends
36. Mary Poppins
37. The Bourne Identity
38. Forrest Gump
39. A Clockwork Orange
40. Kindergarten Cop
41. On The Line
42. My Big Fat Greek Wedding
43. Final Destination
44. Sorority Boys
45. Urban Legend
46. Cheaper by the Dozen
47. Fierce Creatures
48. Dude, Where's My Car
49. Ladyhawke
50. Ghostbusters
51. Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade
52. Back to the Future – Of course I have seen this!
53. An Affair To Remember
54. Somewhere In Time
55. North By Northwest
56. Moulin Rouge
57. Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets
58. The Wizard of Oz
59. Zoolander
60. A Walk to Remember
61. Chicago
62. Vanilla Sky
63. The Sweetest Thing
64. Don't Tell Mom the Babysitter's Dead
65. The Nightmare Before Christmas
66. Chasing Amy
67. Edward Scissorhands
68. Battle Royale
69. Kill Bill Vol. 2
70. Fight Club
71. Clerks
72. The Crow
73. Get Real
74. Harry Potter and The Sorcerer's Stone
75. Harry Potter and The Prisoner of Azkaban
76. Wake
77. Silence of the Lambs
78. Pulp Fiction
79. The Crying Game
80. Amélie
81. Hedwig and the Angry Inch
82. Happy Campers
83. Velvet Goldmine
84. Elephant
85. Peter Pan
86. Camp
87. Particles of Truth
88. The Godfather
89. Big Fish
90. The Passion of the Christ
91. Close Encounters of the Third Kind
92. The Neverending Story
93. The Breakfast Club
94. Newsies
95. Princess Mononoke
96. The Prince of Egypt
97. Grease
98. The Hidden Fortress
99. Troy
100. It Happened One Night
101. Hackers
102. Dead Poets Society
103. Ghost Ship
104. The Wedding Banquet
105. The Red Violin
106. The Beach
107. The Women
108. Run Lola Run
109. The Quiet Man
110. X-Men
111. X-2
112. Spiderman
113. Punch Drunk Love
114. From Dusk 'Til Dawn
115. Joe Vs. The Volcano
116. Meet Joe Black
117. Gregory's Girl
118. In the Time of the Butterflies
119. The Butterfly Effect
120. Dirty Dancing
121. Final Destination 2
122. Rosemary's Baby
123. Spider-Man 2
124. Practical Magic
125. A Shark Tale
126. Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
127. Sweet Home Alabama
128. American Beauty
129. Rocky Horror Picture Show
130. American Psycho
131. American History X
132. The Forgotten
133. The Black Stallion
134. Secret Window
135. Anchorman
136. Cellular
137. Mallrats
138. Mulholland Drive
139. Seeing Double
140. Clueless
141. Dr. Strangelove
142. Huit Femmes
143. Dumb & Dumber
144. Overboard
145. Tommy Boy
146. Talk To Her
147. Party Monster
148. Taxi Driver
149. Jackie Brown
150. Gods and Monsters
151. Andrew Lloyd Webber's Phantom of the Opera
152. How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days
153. The People Under the Stairs
154. Place Vendome
155. De-Lovely
156. Meet the Parents
157. Meet the Fockers
158. Bend It Like Beckham
159. Napoleon Dynamite
160. Garden State
161. Ferris Bueller's Day Off
162. Orgazmo
163. Boondock Saints
164. Princess Diaries
165. The Sandlot
166. Stigmata
167. Glory
168. Mean Girls
169. 10 Things I Hate About You
170. William Shakespeare's Romeo + Juliet
171. Thirteen
172. The Bicycle Thief
173. Half Baked
174. Under the black pool lights
175. CKY4
176. Rushmore
177. Cider houserules
178. Driving miss daisy
179. The Village
180. Over her dead body
181. Cold Mountian

95 of 181 – 52% Oh man I got an F

I couldn't do it!

It's a nice day out, is it not?

Ah nature observances. I am still 5 behind or something like that. Time to double up.

Saturday I am going to see the Wineys and company. Cool.

Can you live like this?

"There's no times at all, just the New York Times."

Snakes escaped from the dashboard during the rain so light.
I was higher than an air-o-plane, higher than an air-o-plane.

We pulled into the refueling station. "Open all the time" the sign read. Full service, wiper blade replacement.

My life lead me to believe those neon lights were for show, and the candy ridden confines of the store were for the obese paritioners. I would feel bad using the restroom and then not buying anything. So I went in, did my business and came out 65 cents poorer.

Attendant:

"Keep the asphalt wet." he said. "No one likes a hot pave-ment." - "So keep that pave-a-ment slicked."

"It's rude to have hot cement." he said "Have you ever walked barefoot on a summer's day on a summer's day pave-ment?" "You walk fast-er and your poor feet squeal. So pour that water on the ground and let's be court-e-ous."

"Hot rocks, hot sand, hot coals - what-have-you...they don't compare to this here hot baking sun sidewalk."

"Defy me and you'll learn, by turn and turn that this is not your average walk of courage. So please fill another bucket and douse the pavement."

"You'll never walk on water son, but you can walk on soaked sidewalks."

A sign on the door read "No shoes, no shirt, no service."

We can wear heat here.

Bring your Map here, you'll need it. The coffee is in the rear if you need it. The cola baptismal is at the head of the building if you choose to use it. Contact the usher for those dollar hot dogs. Do the long sticks of beef jerky scare you? They scare me too.

How about cold slushies? All size cups are the same size and you can mix and match flavors. There's something for everyone here.

Shop lifters should watch their back, though. We've got mirrors, inked tags, and metal detection devices. This will stop you dead in tracks.

Easter weekend. I get really bored at home, but I have had a relaxing time. I don't think I like Smash Brothers on Gamecube, but I played a whole lot of it. And I played Coach K's College Basketball on Sega. I like that game. I also like candy. I am too full of it right now, but later I am eating some pizza.

I feel blessed when I come home, because of my family, but it also makes me miss the good friends I have made at school. Even those who are in Australia.

The Cavs won!

91 to 76.

R.I.P. Paul Silas...I don't know if I agree with your departure.

JK went well. I have been staying up really late this past week. I am pretty tired.

Well people don't like the hard and heavy.

Went to Indianapolis today and viewed an exhibit on female painters from Indiana. The contemporary works were really good. I can say just about every one had something I liked in it. Max said it was going to be a bunch of paintings of kitchens and bunnies but I didn't get it. And Lindsey gave him a mean look after he said it. So maybe it meant something derogatory towards women.

Who knows.

If I could gather all my past mistakes and equate them down to one single word. A noun. It would be pride. Being human, and suffering from (My -prideful- humanity.) that of a fallen perspective it starts to rule my everyday life. Not being humble (An opposite of pride.) causes a barrier between oneself and another.

Too proud to be loved.

This, however is a mere realization and not and end by any means. Something this ingrained in my thinking will take work.

Too prideful to work towards humility.

Power to the prideful.
Peace to the humble.
Strength to both.

New Or(e)leans was fun. Nashville was more fun. Good trip!

Is my life less examined? I don't know. Did I live? Did I feel alive? I think so.

ARE WE NOT MEN?

Trophy girlfriends become trophy wives.
Fitted clothing turns to baggy sweats.

Positive Energy Dome!



Think positive!

I locked every door in my house tonight. Watched 5 episodes of Cowboy Bebop, and fell asleep. Drank a Holiday Spice Pepsi, ate a sub. Put on my headphones. Total isolation, and I would only let one person in this whole wide world in the door.

Cindy Crawford.

Avery Elizabeth!

Romance at it's finest...(the kind I really identify with.) Not that sentimental crap, but an honest statement of love, infatuation, or lust I guess. Hopefully love could spur on a comment like this:

"I would never stick my head in a gas oven at the end of an evening with you."

-About A Boy by Nick Hornby.




It hurts my throat to breeeeeeeeeathe.

If I could own the eternal optimism of Foxtrot...I'd be set for life.

"Why the grouchy face?"

"Mom says I have to read all the Valentines I got."

"You don't normally read them?

"Heck no I don't want to expose myself to a bunch of girly flirtation! I mean look at some of these...'Dear Jason, Happy Valentines day you nerdy twit.'"

"Calling you a nerdy twit is flirting?

"It's an anagram of trendy wit."

The duality of man.

"You have no faith to lose...and you know it."

It's hard to get up in the morning when you aren't God.

In the grand scheme of things I really have stood in wonderment at the accomplishment you've made in me.

Yes, that was directed at you, Andy.

Ok this is the first time I have realized I use my iPod too much. I was sitting at a concert with earplugs in and I thought, I better take my iPod out so I can hear this music better. So I reached towards my ears and realized it was ear plugs and not my earphones.

Yes. I am moron.

"Soon enough your friends will find you out."

I have to get that very un-manly poem off the top of my site:



And put a very manly picture up. (Of Flash monkey!)

Winter ain't for dreaming babe,
It is for scheming, babe.

Out our neighborhood doors we'll strut, babe.
All bundled up, babe.

Like pretty packed peanuts.
In those big brown boxes.

And around we'll traipse like little smug foxes, babe.

Living out escapade.

I got some peachy rings tonight. Now everything in my life is peachy.

Well another party down. I sat from 7 to 10 in the side room doing paint marker tattoos. People actually tipped me too.

Guy: "Hey, you actually made some money tonight!"
Me: "Yeah, I'm going to Red Lobster tomorrow."

Then I went to a meeting in the art building and clocked in. So I got paid for a meeting. It's ok though because my professor said I could get back pay for working when I didn't have a time card. It's completely legal I swear.

Today I am going in again to work the rest of the day.

I got stuck in my driveway last night while coming back from Steak and Shake. The snow was up so high that it was scraping the bottom of my car. Now there is a large muddy rut in the yard. So I got my newly purchased blizzard emergency shovel with extentible handle and dug out. Then I came inside and got an old pizza box for traction. I put that under my right driver's side wheel. Then I rocked it back and forth and got pulled all the way out of my drive way. Soon after I mounted enough speed to carve my way back into the drive way and parked again. It was exciting. I feel like an outdoorsman.

The de-icer I got for my car looks just like pee. So I made two footprints by the door and pored a little out on the snow. Everyone is going to think it's urine.

You Are 0 Years Old

0 Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe. 13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world. 20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences. 30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more! 40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.

What Age Do You Act?

Just as I feared. I am not even born yet.

I can't find any wheat paste and it is very frustrating. I went to 2 stores and asked and they didn't. What's a guy supposed to do? Yesterday me, Josh, Zack and Micah pushed his car from CVS to the repair shop. Today I took him over to pick it up. Turns out it was a case of drained battery. Very fishy. Anyway, I don't want to go to night class tonight.

I was in the art building yesterday and no one was in there. Then I saw Max on the way out and said hi to him. He didn't hear me because he was listening to music, so he pulled an earplug out and said "What?" I said: "Just saying hey." Then I left.

Who's ready for another semester?