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Hmm... Yes, I do read this thing. Most days, if not every day. Things just seem too boring to update about. Oh well. This may not be interesting either. Woke up this morning and checked MySpace. Mates of State had posted a link to their blog. It's on some parenting website. They write about their life as a band touring with their two-year old daughter Magnolia. Really interesting. Makes me want to be in a band. Or have a kid...in like ten years. http://babble.com/content/articles/colu There, I read about the This American Life tour. The public radio show This American Life took a few writers around the country to essentially do their show live, with Mates as music. They had a podcast of it called What I Learned from TV. Dan Savage reacts to Disney's The Suite Life of Zack and Cody. Sarah Vowell, the voice of Violet Incredible, talks about Thanksgiving episodes of popular sitcoms. Very funny stuff. A podcast of a live performance version of a radio show with writers talking about television culture. Makes your head spin if you think too hard. The other day when I was driving around, the DJ on some radio station said the new Tori Amos song was coming up soon, but I didn't get to hear it. So finally today I looked it up. I found two songs, "Big Wheel" and "Bouncing of Clouds." Tori's recent albums have been pretty ignorable. Scarlet's Walk had some really good songs, but most of The Beekeeper was either boring or awkward. The fact that one song is called "The Power of Orange Knickers" says it all. I usually like Tori's sad stuff; These songs are more upbeat, and a lot of fun. Just a few more weeks in the semester. I realized today that I graduate May 20 and classes for the summer start May 21. I can't even move into my new apartment for almost three weeks after that! So really, nothing is going to change. I don't get 'vacation.' Really. Oh well. There are two summer sessions, which means I may be able to be half-way done with my graduate work when school beings next year. That would mean *fingers crossed* I could graduate again next May with my Master's. Then...well then I'll be in the boat most of my friends are in now. I need a job for the summer. Nothing big, just something to do during the day that will put money in my pocket. Could be worse. I could have to find a real job like most people.
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Your results: You are Dr. Doom
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You know when a phrase gets stuck in your head and just pops up, over and over until you hate yourself? Not like a song that keeps playing, but like a billboard that pops up in your mind? Here's one for you: Honky Tonk Badonkadonk. Don't thank me, thank country radio. I hate myself. |
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Is this breakfast you're eating the most important meal of the day or is this the most important meal of your life? Today might be the day you hear your favrite song for the first time or meet your greatest love. Here's to the best day ever. Fuel up. Who knew Burger King could be so inspirational? |
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Why does it seem like every time I watch the Golden Girls it's a clip show? -Brian |
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I’ve meant to do this since last Tuesday, but haven’t really gotten a chance. It’s bad that the time I have so sit and do this is when I’m at work. It’s been six and a half weeks, but here I am, updating once again. As I told myself before, all I needed to do was settle in, and London would be great. I did and it is. It’s very grey, and the sun doesn’t come for too long or too often, but I can’t say that I miss the snow back home. And it doesn’t rain nearly as often as they say. My job is nice. A lot of my day consists of waiting for people to do their jobs so I can do mine. That leads to a lot of time where I have nothing to do. I sit at my computer, keep checking Outlook for new emails, and maybe write some stuff in my diary [that’s what they call a date book]. It gets boring sometimes they give me stuff, but then I finish things and am not sure where to go from there. I wish I had an inbox, where people could just put what they need, and once it’s empty I can just do whatever and not seem like a slacker. I try to keep the facebook/myspace/comics stuff to a minimum. It seems I’m helpful when people need things, but spend my day waiting to be useful. There’s a lot to do in London, and I live in a really central area. So, at night I can go out and explore, walking down random streets knowing I can walk home. And if not, I have a tube pass, so I and get on at any station and find my way back. . So far I’ve been to the British Museum [too much historical artefacts and stuff I don’t care about], Tate Modern [nice, even if it does have a lot of self-important stuff], and the National Portrait Gallery [some really nice stuff]. Everything ends up costing about twice the price that it does back home, so I don’t buy too much. Since my school gave us a check for our meal plan, I had £1500 in the bank. Being here for about 15 weeks, that gives me £100 a week. Other than food, I have no real expenses, so I can easily go to the movies, or shopping, or to see a show. I saw Brokeback Mountain. That was good, and it had Linda Cardellini in it which is always a bonus. I also saw Proof, which is just coming out here. It was also good, but I knew the story, so I couldn’t get that into it. Shows or “gigs” as they call them have been alright. Rainer Maria and Stars both played here back in December. One month too early. But I did get to see MxPx, and Tilly and the Wall. More on that later. This magazine, Time Out has all the show and movie listings, as well as restaurants and other social places. Really convenient. I miss people obviously, but I’m really starting to miss some foods. I can’t think of any Mexican restaurants in the city, I don’t think Buffalo Wings exist here, and frozen waffles are impossible to find. I’ll kill someone for a box of Eggo’s right now. When I get home I’ll need to make multiple trips to Moe’s, and Kelly’s, and Bickford’s. I’ll gain 10 pounds in a week and I won’t care. Because it will be glorious. So last Tuesday was my birthday. 21. Strange to have a birthday which means so much back home, and so little here. I went out to dinner, which was nice, and then some of my flatmates had bought a cake so we had singing and candles and all that. It was nice to be around new friends, and know that they still cared to do something for me. I don’t feel like too different of a person than I think I was last year. I definitely had some good times and great experiences, but I don’t think I’ve changed too much. Or maybe I’m just not the best judge of that sort of thing. Maybe you have to have a third-party perspective of that sort of thing. So Wednesday night, my theatre class went to see Shakespeare’s Measure for Measure at the National Theatre. The character of Lucio was played by the guy who played Samir in Office Space. What a good guy. It was alright, just a bit long. And I was waiting to leave so I could go see Tilly and the Wall play a free show!!! I ran out of the theatre when it was over, jumped on the tube, walked to the bar, and made it with plenty of time to spare. The place was crowded, and I had a giant bag with me, but the show was a ton of fun. And standing right in front of me…Conor Oberst. Bright Eyes, right there in front of me. Before anyone asks, no, I didn’t punch him or anything. I saw Tilly a year or so ago opening for Rilo Kiley in Somerville, but hadn’t seen them since then. And I’ve really gotten into them since. The show was great. Some new songs, some sing-alongs, just good times. And near the end, their singer/bassist Kianna was thanking everyone and pointed at me and said “That guy is fuckin’ awesome!” And all because I knew the words to their songs. So then I saw Tilly again on Thursday, Friday, Saturday, and Sunday nights. Monday was a night off, but I saw them again on Tuesday. The have passed Saves the Day as the band I’ve seen the most times. And I’m seeing them again March 2. It’s their first European tour, and I don’t know why they have so many dates in London, but I love it. And at one of the shows, they even took my request. Of course, going to 6 shows in a week’s time, the band starts to recognize you. I’ve met them all except one, and they wave and talk to us before/after the shows. One even gave me a hug the other night when she saw us. Really nice people. I guess they were expecting crowds of like 10 people, so to have someone who’s really into the show is nice. Oh, well. Work calls. I’ll try to update again soon.
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I was hoping I'd write in this while I was here, so here I am. Being in London is really intense. I'm actually stressing out a lot. I'm not one to mind being alone, or being in a new place, but I think the combination is really getting to me. London just lives an extremely different lifestyle. It's been a few really busy days, and I'm trying to fit regular errands like food shopping in. In the city, food shopping is not done at a normal supermarket. A lot of things are sold ready to eat, sandwiches and the like. Most of these have use by dates of like the next day. So planning ahead can be a difficulty. My apartment is nice, even if I don't get internet. I have to tap into some random neighbor's wireless. My fridge is too small, as is the washing machine. Aparently it takes a couple hours to do a load, and it doesn't really get dry. I'm eating as much as I can, and sleep pretty well, but I don't feel right. I'm not one to get depressed or anything, but I feel really out of sorts. I guess I miss home, I've never been this far away for so long. Obviously some of you are used to this kind of thing, being away from home when you're at school, but this is new to me, and I'm not handling this well. Even when I'm hanging out in groups, a wave will hit me. The same at night. I keep telling myself I just need to calm down, and I'll get into the swing of things sooner or later. I'm sure we know how that goes. I just want some sunshine!!!
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Hopefully with the whole Europe thing in a few days, I'll feel the need to keep people a little more in the loop. Even if it's just pictures. Fingers crossed. |
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Can we start again? First, a new journal for the new year. So 2005 was actually a really good year. A lot of ups and downs, but looking back it was mostly ups. A lot of firsts. New friends, new experiences. I don’t think I burned any bridges, and I think I may have rebuilt some. Recently I’ve questioned my whole college experience. I love college, and have very few regrets. But I’ve been wondering if I’ve done the right thing. When I was applying to colleges, I had no idea what I wanted to do. People said go to a liberal arts school, take communications. At Clark I’ve been able to take a lot of classes that really interest me, but I’m still no closer to finding a career. Yes, I’ve still got a year and a half, but that’s scary. I’m more than half done with college. I took playwriting this past semester and realized how much I enjoy creative writing, and wish I could take more of those kings of classes, but when I get back to school, it’s senior year, time to start worrying about finishing credits, grad school. Lame. I don’t want to take classes in Business Communications; I want to write comic books! Speaking of Grad school, I figured if I could get Clark’s fifth year free, I would do it. I should be able to do it, but my advisor is telling me that the COMM program isn’t that good. That’s fine, but I can’t justify to my parents why I’m not taking the opportunity if I can. “Sorry Mom + Dad, I know they were gonna give us $40,000, but the program isn’t that good. I’ll go somewhere else to get my Master’s.” But this isn’t about bad things. It’s about good ones. It’s about falling in love and great sex and all those things that make the world go round. But no one wants to hear about those things, and if you do, you probably already have. If not, just know that it was a good year. Favorites: I think 2006 will be the year I “grow up.” Not in a bad way, but becoming even more self-sufficient. I’m spending next semester in London. While I’m there I’ll be living quite a ways from home. I’ll be living in an apartment, buying my own groceries, having to control how much money I spend, all that stuff I’ve fortunate enough to not really have to worry about. I’ll finally get something on my resume that isn’t a pizza place. Four months doing office work for the Unicorn Theatre in London. Not bad. Can we start again? Yes we can.
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