summer at other people's house

"Even if only for one night... you were all kings and queens (aboard that thing)."

Location really makes a difference. June @ 375 feels like a longer time ago than just a month. July @ 241 was nice, but I don't feel like I did as much in that whole month as I have in the past two days. It's been really nice being able to be a few minutes bike ride from all the people I know who live in this area. I'm moving into this neighborhood which is great because it makes me bike more often.

Not much has been going on. I currently don't have a house/room, so I'm just stowawaying at various friends' houses (which is strangely liberating). I eat about 5-6 small sandwiches a day, sweat constantly, and feel great! I was going to follow up on something, but it's slipped my mind. I like working on bikes, and sometimes think I'd be good at being a bike mechanic or something, but most of that is me fantasizing and enjoying being able to diagnose my friends' bikes like I know something.

I guess that's about it for now.



that might answer some questions for you bike enthusiasts.

A funny thing

The harder you try, the less regret you have.

My diet today:
900 mg of St. John's Wart.
Four Slices of Pizza.
32 oz of water.
1 cigarette

Anything but girls. Let's talk about anything but that.

I had so much fun last summer. So much.

Why does one year seem like so long ago?

"Everyone want's that summertime thing. You know, summer is slow, and there's no class. People want some sort of romance." And I suppose you are right.

my day off

HAHAHAHAHA! Has anyone else seen that picture I have at the top of my blog?!?!?!? IT'S AN ORANGE TABBY ALL JUMPED OVER TO THE SIDE N' STUFF~!!!!! (phew) what a riot.

"I dug you out from your sheets. It had been so long since you had breathed fresh air. But I remember when you used to dream in my bed, and getting outside was not a problem."

My friend Will is coming into town today! He said he's pay for everyone's drinks @ Trapeze! YES HE DID YES HE DID. Naw, that's a joke. It'll be good to see him. We're going to go see Drag Me to Hell which has the girl from Matchstick Men in it.

Okay, so blogs with a purpose are usually more interesting right? Well I think I'm going to try and post two pictures of things that I have seen around town with every post. That way I can satisfy two different things:
1. Prove to whoever reads this (and myself) that I actually go places and do things (more about this later)
2. make this blog more interesting for you
3. nerd out more often
4. bike ride more often

Pictures are great and all, but I don't feel the need to have to document everything. I need to hang out with more people who carry cameras and enjoy taking pictures. And for everyone else out there, I am about to be one of those people. So hang out with me you jerks!

i almost forgot, here's some pics from the internet, in the usual order.


That's one fat cat, watching some movie, with some popcorn (which is my favorite).



That's a $120 glass which has a bear head popping up from the bottom. If you guys are like me, the first thing I thought of was putting some liquor drink in there.

something meaningful

Last night was my buddy Moe's birthday. I swam with some bros, left my phone at the pool, drank on a porch while constantly spitting off it onto objects below, went to waffle house, and finally got back home at six in the morning. All because I wanted to hang out with a girl.

Lately,I haven't been the type to stay up until the early hours of the morning. Not enough stimuli. Sort of like right now.

here are some pictures:




1. my bike on boulevard
2. my dog in my old room

later in the night than i'd like it to be

awake awake awake. I have a paper to write. it's only 500 words, BUT the professor wants it to be "a very concise, condensed essay in which [I] call attention to the existence of [a] pattern and explain its significance or implications." To some people that might sound like a lot of bs, or maybe not that difficult of a task. But I'm having difficulty starting on it.

Here's some new music:
Someone Still Loves You Boris Yeltsin's Heers demonstrates a well crafted, melodic, and inviting pop song. Check it out and have a laugh or put it on your ipod and play it when you go for a walk.

I went by the house that I think I'll be living in come this fall and it's a sweet house. Lot's of space, cool people, and a nice fenced in backyard for my dog!

I was going to tell you all more... that's why I decided to update twice today...

This summer has really felt more like part time school for me. Very little traveling, class everyday, and lots of work. Last summer I quit my job for about two months. I wasn't taking any class either. I was very free, and woke up everyday with nothing but what I wanted to do in mind. Sometimes I get jealous of my other friends who don't have to work or take class. FIE FIE! I always think it's funny when I don't care about sleep. The thing is, the fall semester is going to be the same thing since I'll only be taking one class.

Put those girls on the phone.
Sometimes I talk about my problems to my friends and I always say "But that makes sense" after I state them. I don't have to do that when I talk about the things that make me happy.

I bought some water shoes today and Laura said "It looks like you're trying to be fast." yeah, with the ladies.

I think I drank about a gallon of soda today. I try and not drink a lot of soda. I even water down powerade. I am a, what do you call it, binge drinker.

I get one more fall and Halloween in this town. One more. Then it will be gone, forever locked away as a part of my college experience. I'd like to try and make the best of it. I should probably limit the amount of time I spend on the internet.

My schedule tomorrow:
6:15 a.m. work
10:30-11:30 class
11:30-1:00 maybe more work

you know... I can't let you do that

I used to work at Walgreens and sometimes a person's total would come to $6.66. I'd laugh and say "Gee wilikers, would'ya lookit that?" And they would look uncomfortable. Then that was my chance to push the shitty low carb choclate fingers which I rec'd a small commission for. I always hated asking people if they like to buy the overstocked item of the day. One time it was a ten dollar, reusable camera. It was a pretty good deal though, since if they brought it back to the store to get developed then we'd put a fresh roll of film in it until it broke. My boss once condescendingly explained to me how a commission benefited me. "You sell two of these cameras an hour, and that's an extra fifty cents. So then that's like you're making 6.50 and hour!" "Yes yes yes yes" is all I said. The cosmetician there used to buy me vodka on her break but I had to pay for her fast food too since it "took so long." I don't think I have ever charged anyone to purchase alcohol for them. I guess I don't really do it that often. Hmmmmm, okay so come to think of it, I have never had a girlfriend who was 21 at the time. That used to be a big deal but not anymore! (eh eh? because I'm doing that lone person thing. "I just feel like, I need time to concentrate on my blogging... you understand, right? Come here, I'm gonna give you a french kiss." sorry, I mean freedom kiss.

Okay, well I guess I've done my part of talking like someone out there can hear me.

I always have this fantasy that I'm going to meet some girl from my past in the future at some sort of coffee shop and we'll go out for drinks and catch up and then like, have that kind of sex where you are older and understand these things and it's not a big deal.

it's alive

Old friends come back through photos of the things they have done. This I am thankful for or else I would imagine that they just stay at home like I do.

Last night was my buddy Jon's bachelor party. Nothing too wild, but I did end up getting sort of drunk. We hung out with some grad student ladies. They all played around about how young I was. I'm twenty three. And in the light of it all, it was perhaps the first time I've thought 23 is not that old. We were thinking about going to toppers, but just went to Go Bar instead, where Michael Stipe was hanging out. I passed him through the door, and while I was waiting for a drink I said out loud, "I think I just passed Michael Stipe." "Yeah, you did" someone said to me.

so still no camera, so I can't upload any photos, but I have seen some interesting sights around town while on two wheels. Speaking of which, a few friends of mine and I drew on shirts and got nerdy for the midnight showing of the new Harry Potter. Unfortunately, none of us got tickets. So we did the next most sensible thing which was buying more beer and renting Twilight. A coworker of mine thought Twilight was the shit, and says that I'll want to see Full Moon when it comes out. Fair enough I say. He recently lost $500 on a UFC match [pours out water].

What else is interesting? Today is my day off! So that means that in 39 minutes, I can continue doing nothing. I actually think that I work a lot. I've picked up every single shift that I could this summer! So quit nagging me! We all know what a harangue is.

and here are the photo's of today's blog:

First, for the ladie...s...

That's a motherfucking polar bear wit itz head stucked in some mutherfuckin' watermelon

And here's the guy pic:


It's a motherfuckin' snow leopard with itz paws in the motherfuckin snow!

I was going to post a picture of these mexican lollipops that are shapped like rotisserie chickens, but I couldn't find a good picture.

That's all for now. Someone come give me a backrub.

back to business

SO, if you've read my first or second blog post. I stated that pictures make everything better. Therefore, when I get my camera back from my friend I will try to post a picture along with each post. It may or may not be related to anything, and may range anywhere from a picture of a random person downtown to ah blade ah mutherfuckin' grass.

My roommates got back from the ATL-antic City yesterday. For as long as they were gone they didn't really have too much to say. Most of them were up at some point in the trip, but of course, then lost all that $$$.

There is really not much new with me. I think I might go to Wal-Mart today after work and buy some more undershirts and boxer shorts. Oh wut wut. Money money. [Leans back, props feet on desk, and clasps hands behind head].

Since I don't have my camera, you can look at these random pictures I got from someone's truly (i.e. the internet).

For the ladies...


AND FOR THE GUYS IN THE MOTHERFUCKING HOUSE


eh? eh? me want food anyone? Ever eaten one of those Hungry Man tv dinners? Well those are actually cupcakes. So yeah, you got bitched out.

those pictures are used w/o permission of any kind. If they get linked to google image search then you should give props to the artists who did the right thing.

p.s. I am currently in the middle of updating my loved tracks on the hype machine so they should appear in the toolbar to your right within a few hours, check them out. I'm listening to the new Mew right now and it's great!

One more thing... oh we were playing Scattergories last night and the letter was H. we were on list 3 or something and the category was "Tools." My answer was "Hummers, people who drive."

See you later!

morning stuff

please, someone come get this chinese food. I don't have a microwave.

It's the morning! MORNING POST MORNING POST MORNING POST! Woke up and let the dogs out and fed them. One of Laura's dogs gets gravy on his food. What if I put gravy on everything I ate? I'd probably be more popular and hang out at the Varsity with my letter jacket and shades. Girls in skirts and pony tails would walk by, books in hand, and whisper "That's that nasty guy who ate duh gravy on duh food." Oh well.

McxDonald's in morning. egg and cheese biscuit and a side of hash ovals. Water. computer. Here's how I would tweet that: "Eggs, cheese, please, and biscuit. McDonald, McDonald, let down thy hash browns." and people would love it.

Twitter: Touched By an Internet Angel

Fast food breakfast reminds me of being in an airport. At like, five in the morning. And you just sit down and eat your croissantwich, and stare out at the airplanes slowly moving around, like water buffalo. I once knew a guy named Buffalo. We actually had cub scouts together when we were little. I saw him last Christmas through mutual friends. He tried to offer drugs to my parent's friends. Then my parents and I had to have a "choose your friends wisely" talk. Krizmaz.

I'm going to parties this weekend. I'm going out this weekend. I'm gonna get rowdy. r-o-w-d-i-e that's the way we spell rowdie? Cheerleaders are so stupid.

Anyone else get invited to a five year reunion at their High School? I didn't go because first of all that is ridiculous, and secondly, nothing has changed with me. I went to college, and am still in it. As one of my coworkers put it "I live in college." We're going to Loco's. Gettin' Loco's at Loco's. Do spanish speaking persons avoid Loco's? or wonder why the fuck there's a moose there?

I'm not doing anything with this post.

holding down the fort

Sometimes people make clever, inquisitive, slightly disappointed and impertinent remarks, wondering where the thing that they expected is. Such as that popular shirt you may have seen, that states: "It is the year 2009. Where are the jet packs, flying cars, robot hospitals, cures for diseases, and cities on the moon?

Well? I asked you a question!"

You know, something like that. I only bring that up because I often find myself wondering the same thing about my summer. Where are the nights spent in cities that I've never visited? Or the moderately packed parties where you know almost everyone? How about even a time when you've drank too much and are walking home alone?

Right now I'm listening to Holy Fuck's Lovely Allen. It's a great song, and if you listen to it, you'll probably understand why I'm thinking about all of this.

I just finished installing photoshop and premiere on my computer! GREAT. now i can make some sweet photo montages to linkin park songs. oooo wah ah ah ah!

I feel like I keep writing the same entry.

1.Greeting
2. Summer is slow
3. What are you gonna do?
4. Farewell

Yup.

I guess I'm going to go make a video montage.

Oh I almost forgot. The relevance of the title of this post. My two roommates have gone to Atlantic City and won't be back until saturday or something. I'm holding down the fort with chinese food leftovers and a microwave that doesn't work.