I need good book recommendations, pronto.

Am I the only one who is sort of creeped out by Patrick Swayze?

Quote of the Day: June 28th, 2006

Have you ever had something that's so good that once it was over, you wish you could forget it, that you could leave it behind completely, forget everyone involved and have them forget you too, because remembering it hurts so much because it's over forever?

"And one day, you catch yourself wishing the person you loved had never existed so you'd be spared your pain." -Henri Ducard (Batman Begins)

It catches me off guard some days.

Colorado Weather

some days in colorado we get weird weather. i was in denver, so i missed the insanity, and only caught the aftermath.

these were taken today. that's right, there's snow (well, more like snowy hail) on june 24.

Just for Fun

If you read this, and you have iTunes, what are your top 3 most played songs?

Mine are:

Lily's Eyes (from The Secret Garden)
Goodnight and Go (Imogen Heap)
Being Alive (from Company, performed by Patti LuPone)

Quote of the Day: June 21st, 2006

"And I don't remember crying,
And I can't recall your touch,
'Cause I'd never be so stupid as to open up so much,
Did I really say "I need you?"
No the words just don't ring true."

-I Don't Remember Christmas (Starting Here, Starting Now)


This time last year I was desperate for it, now I hardly remember, and don't miss it. I suppose I'm learning to live in the present. Last year, living in the past worked better than this year, in the present, but it also hurt worse.

Stay detached.
Don't let anyone in.
Never let them thing that (God forbid) you think they're interesting.

Don't call me unless you have time.
Don't fake it.
Don't bother.

Anthony Rapp

While I'm posting videos, here's Anthony Rapp doing "Losing my Religion" and "Seasons of Love" from about the same time as Adam Pascal.

Adam Pascal and CSI

The video in the post below this is Adam Pascal, singing "One Song Glory" from back in the day when we miraculously got our asses out of Ithaca and over to Cortland to see a concert.

I think I've been watching too much CSI. Here's how I figure: Today I was making chocolate covered strawberries while I was watching the show, and one of the freshly-dipped strawberries fell onto the towel that I was using to dry them after I rinsed them. I stuck the towel in the sink, ran some water over it, and went back to watching CSI. Later, after (all three) episodes were over, I went back to the towel and rinsed it off in the sink. I caught myself thinking, "what would the CSI folks say if they saw this chocolate stain on this towel? How would they figure out what caused it? I decided that they'd find out the average size of strawberry, and decide that the stain was in the range of normal strawberry size, then they'd analyze a water sample and find trace evidence of chocolate in it. Of course they'd also find the tiny bit of strawberry leaf that managed to stick to the towel.

Can you believe I actually thought about that?

Quote of The Day: June 17th, 2006

I swear to God I'll never understand
How you can stand there straight and tall
And see I'm crying,
And not do anything at all.


-The Last Five Years

(I went to Greeley to see it with Katie today, it was quite good. There were moments when it just got to me, relationships, and how they fail, and isn't it nice when they're nice?)

I wish I could be
A spoon
In a drawer,
Spooning the other spoons
Forever and ever.

Classes at CU!

I am the master scheduler. That's all there is to that. Here's what I've got:

Intro to Astronomy (+lab)
Intro to Linguistics (+recitation)
Intro to Communication Disorders
The Science of Human Communication
Advanced First Year Writing

This semester I feel very sciency and wordy.

You should see how they all fit together in the day, also. It's really pretty perfect. I'm done by 1 every day, and I don't think I'll have to be running to get anywhere. My longest walk is from Duane to Hellems which isn't that bad.


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Quote of the Day: June 14th, 2006

"What is it about men that makes women so lonely?"

-Elliot Perlman, Seven Types of Ambiguity

When I was at the bookstore with Katie yesterday, I picked this book up and it looked interesting, so today I checked it out of the library.

It's quite good, even though I haven't gotten very far into it.

So far we've got a stalker who is sort of following around an ex-girlfriend from 9 years ago, but it doesn't really seem all that odd, or creepy, the way it's told.

Anyway, so far, I would highly recommend it.

Take Me Home.

I guess sometimes really weird things happen that are incredibly out of the ordinary.

Today Katie and I were walking, and all of a sudden there's this guy, walking behind me. I turn around, and I don't recognize him. He was walking behind me like someone would, if you knew them, and they saw you walking by, so I wondered if I had met him and just didn't remember or something.

So there I am, talking to this guy, trying to figure out who he is, and after about 6 seconds I realize that I do not, in fact, know him, AT ALL. So, okay, whatever. This is Boulder, sometimes people are just really friendly. So he asks where I'm heading, I say, "my car." He asks me where I am going, I say, "home." He says, "can you give me a ride?" I ask to where, he says "home." I say, "where's that?" He says, "home with you."

Ummmmm...

He says, "It'll be fun, I'm like a puppy, take me home with you."

I say, ummmmm........That might be weird.

He says, "I'm a little weird."

I say, "yeah, but that might be a little toooooo weird."

We finally got away from him, but it was... different.

And he was named James. Why are all the weird ones named James?




(ps owen is cool.)

Quote of the Day: June 12th, 2006

"If you chase two rabbits, you lose them both."


-CSI

Oh, Grissom is so wise.


:)

Quote of the Day: June 11th, 2006

"9-11 is America's Reichstag."

-Loudspeakers on Pearl Street

...Interesting analogy.


Oh and you know what a funny word is?

Nozzle.

Quote of the Day: June 10th, 2006

"Why'd you have to be so cute?
It's impossible to ignore you.
Must you make me laugh so much?
It's bad enough we get along so well,
Say goodnight and go."

-Imogen Heap


:-/

The Asian Market smells like mothballs.

That's okay, though, because they sell lychees and tapioca balls.

Yummmm.

Quote of the Day: June 6, 2006

Instead of On The Road, I am reading Atlas Shrugged (again.)

What kind of person am I, who loves Atlas Shrugged but not On The Road?

"She lay on her back, looking up at the sky, feeling no desire to move or think or know that there was any time beyond this moment."

-Ayn Rand

Burn, Burn

This summer I tried to read Kerouac's On The Road. I've had it for ages, and I tried to read it last summer too, but I just can't seem to get into it.

I meet people like that, often. I feel like I'm supposed to think that they've got something figured out that I don't, but instead I just wonder what they're trying to prove.

America

I was reading through an old journal and I found this poem that I wrote for an assignment in American Studies, junior year of high school. The assignment was to adapt the style of one of the pieces of literature we read that year (in this case, Ginsberg's America), and include references to historical things we studied that year.

Whenever I reread it, I remember how much I like it.

America when will you be free?
When will the screams of your hippies and flappers and feminists be heard?
When will your Vietnam be justified?
America, I'm sick of your cookie-cutter houses and your cookie cutter women
Your dirty streets, your broken dreams
I'm sick of you owning the house I live in.
America can you hear me?
You have jaded me with your Paris Hiltons, your cheap neon lights...
Even bruises are a dime a dozen now, pal.
From the start America you tried to push people down.
Have things your own way, your own religion.
The melting pot thinks it’s pure, ha!
Even belief systems are elitist here.
I am too new to remember your Civil War.
I hear stories of brother against brother and I hear“Oh, how lucky we are that it is over!”
But America, it isn’t!
You vs. Me vs. God and Money.
You couldn’t buy democracy in Vietnam.
America I'll shout at your graffiti-masked walls
America with your blue collars and your white collars and your no collars on street corners...
Your street corners filled with "individual thinkers" who sold their soul for a buck fifty and a pack of cigarettes
And you America hurry past and avert your eyes
When will you open your eyes?
The gap is growing.
Get those bastard pigs out of the government
Make a change, man, change the world!
400,000 lovers stoned in a field wailing their desperate need for a new world
To you America I will never be more than a few dollars on tax day or a suspected criminal.
To you America everything is black and white and your non-discriminatory policy is clear like gin.
Asian or Hispanic or Indian or upper-middle-class
And you change the standards to manipulate the statistics.
Don't ask don't tell.
And I can bitch all I want
It is un-American to be content with what I’ve got
And England wasn’t good enough.
The king wasn’t noble enough.
High taxes and high stakes
So the American thing to do about it is fight.
And world war oneYour ego trip
Big guns big men fight big war
I can hardly think in the state that I am in.
Drunk and stoned and stone cold.
Feelin' good America, the only way you'll let me.
And I'll wake up tomorrow with my instant coffee
And my bloodshot eyes.Thoreau can keep his Walden Pond.
Why live in the woods when it’s a jungle in the cities?
Why live without a toilet when the one I’ve got’s broken anyways?
And I can fight for survival in my own apartment and on the sidewalks of this cold sharp city.
I wanna rise like you America
On cheap plastic wings (made in China)
Off to cast my ever-present shadow over India, Japan, Russia, Pakistan
And they will gaze up at my foreign policy
While I circle around them, mocking...
And now I can write about writing about how I can
Complain.
I submit my criticism to the masses and call it art.
And really most of them can’t tell the difference anyway.


so yeah...

(tonight was fun.)

Quote of the Day: June 3rd, 2006

Congratulations, Class of '06!!

"For what it's worth it was worth all the while."
-Green Day

It had to be a graduationy quote.

I remember graduation. It really does feel more recent than a year ago that it was we who were walking across that stage, shaking hands, looking foolish in those caps. I remember saying goodbye to everyone that night, all those acquaintances that I honestly didn't ever know if I'd see again. I have seen most of them, the ones that matter, you just find a way to find. And then there are the new ones, kids from Boulder High who I didn't know at the time but now I do, and those are nice.

It's also nice to drop a grudge, to see someone you left on bad terms a year ago, and just feel like now everything is basically okay. Not perfect or anything, but the anger that I thought would be there wasn't.

We're all alumni now. We all have that in common.

Quote of the Day: June 2nd, 2006

"I want something just a little bit louder."

-Matt Nathanson


(Show me how pretty the whole world is tonight.)



(I want to not fall asleep alone.)

(forget you)

Do you have any idea how good it feels to delete people from your AIM buddy list?

There are some people that I will just never have the heart to delete though, even though I know it would be better in the long run.

Same with online journals, there are some that I should delete from my bookmarks, because whenever I read them, it makes me sad and angry.

Theatre

So I FINALLY found Nicole (I swear, I went in 4 times to look before her before she was actually there.)

Anyway, she sort of offered me a job, as I sort of knew she was going to.

So yeah, next year, tech director, Boulder High. It's far from final, but it'd be cool if it worked out, right?

I forget a lot of the tech stuff that I used to know, I'd have to re-learn, but I think I can do that, and Nicole wasn't worried. She knows she wants to work with me and she knows I can handle people. I guess to her, the organization of what needs to get done and who can do it is more important than my knowledge of how a certain power tool works or how to wire a light.

I think I can manage it. It's better than any other job I'd get.

It'd be nice to be back. Boulder High Theatre is where I feel most in-control. When I define myself, I define myself as how I am when I'm there.

On the other hand I have outgrown it a bit, but working there, as a job, will be different.

So much for not doing theatre. =^P

Blood

So I called Bonfils to see about donating blood, because according to the thing that the Red Cross sent me, I was alright to donate yesterday. The woman on the phone went through all the questions, have you ever lived in Africa, etc, and then she says,

"have you gotten a tattoo or piercing within the last 12 months?"

ummm, yes.

But I've donated since then, and the AMERICAN RED CROSS said it was fine.

The place where I was pierced was a very clean place, however, I guess they aren't "FDA approved" and I guess it doesn't matter that my blood was good enough for the Red Cross.

Anyway, I guess I have to wait till September to donate now.