Wednesday, June 23, 2004

So, I've decided that one of the ways to cure my occasional depression with what my life has become is to keep up with the things that seem to make me happy. Writing has always been one of those things, so I'm gonna start blogging a little more and as soon as I get my story back into my computer, I should get started on that again, because at this rate it'll take me 54 years (I worked it out).

So to upscale/parody the BlackEyed Peas, let's get kathartic! I remember saying once that I didn't recognize my life anymore because of work. Well now I recognize it. I just don't like what I see. I don't like the fact that I'm sad when I wake up because it means I have to work. I don't like the HOURS at work that I spend frustrated with whatever task my boss has given me. I don't like the fact that even after I leave the office, I'm pissed off during the whole drive home and even for a while after I get in. All in all, I'm upset that I dislike my life so much right now and two things are making me stay.

1) I have the sneaking suspicion that I'm just having a bad week and that once I get past this project that's making me feel so incapable, I'll be fine.
2) I won't let this beat me. My "I always quit" neurons are kicking it full force and I nonetheless am letting them keep me in this job that I am starting to hate for the way it makes me feel.

So with that being said, I'm thinking of writing another book in regards to this crash course with reality that comes mid college. I mean, I think it's been pretty much done in other books, but I wanna try it. Seeing as I can't seem to come up with good ideas purely on my own and always seem to squeeze it into a mixture of two existing works, this is gonna be my Office Space meets High Fidelity project. Here's to another 54 years.

Ok, enough with the pity party (Actually, pass me those chips one more time). Here's some quotes from Visit-Katie-in-the-Hospital Trip 3:

>> Joe(In time with Ben Folds): "FUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!"
Starla: "Wow, that was cool, go back!"
Me: "Um, sure why not?"
I rewind the CD
Ben Folds: "It gets me real pissed off and it makes me wanna say..."
Everyone: "FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!"

>>Me(during a laid back Sister Hazel song): "Hey, let's rock out so that the little old lady next to us gets upset about 'those teenagers and their music'"
Jamie: "Ok, one, two...."
Everyone rocks out
Jamie (in old lady voice): "'Oh that damn Britney Spears'"

>>Starla (on the phone): "...so I'm just not gonna be able to babysit. I'm so sorry, it just came up. Talk to you later, Bye"
Starla: "Oh man, I lied so badly."
Joe: "Hey we all do it"
Me: "Yeah, seriously"
Starla: "Man, now I feel bad"
Me: "You'll get over it."

Katie (reported by her mom as her best statement while doped up): "My face feels like a waffle cone with syrup dripping"

(Ok, all I could recall, Jamie Joe and Starla, hook me up)

Oh, and for those of you who would like to see Katie while she's in the hospital, call me or IM me for info.

Monday, June 14, 2004

You know what, I had started typing my crappy weekend, but I told almost everyone already. It sucked, I'm over it. I wish it had turned out otherwise.

Thursday, June 10, 2004

Things I learned today while listening to Nickelback
1a) I can actually listen to "How You Remind Me" again. I didn't groan when it came on like I did for like two years straight.

1b) "How You Remind Me" is actually about the guy being messed up. I always thought he was pissed with the girl. Just goes to show you can't listen to the lyrics while groaning.

2) Nickelback is like some sort of Emo Rock. Kroeger is seriously troubled during some of those songs (ie "Too Bad" since that's actually about his own dad).

3) I can't think of a good movie fight scene for "Woke Up This Morning," though it definitely needs one. My fight scene Dead Zone has failed me. Oh, well, I still think my Enter Sandman and Terminal Velocity ones give me enough credit to falter a little. Ok, back from that tangent...

4) I actually like enough of the music to want to see them in concert. They're not awesome or anything, but I remember that they had a really good stage presence at last year's Downtown Rocks, or God, was that two years ago? Yep, definitely two

...damn, is anyone else doing that all the time now? You remember something and say, "Wow, that was like a year ago" Then your friend says "Dude, that was 8 years ago" and you suddenly feel ancient?

And yes, that's really all I'm going to blog about. Have a good one!

Saturday, June 05, 2004

Yeah, so a mixed bag o' blog this time around. Work's work. Most of y'all who read this have heard me talk about it at one time or another and I don't wanna get into it again, because the weekend is like the only time I feel like things are normal.

However, one thing I learned from work is this: despite how much I love the adulthood that comes with college, sometimes I wish people could treat me like a kid again. Does anyoen get what I mean by that? At work, the secretary of my department is this nice woman who seems like she would just be so sweet if I was like the scared kid getting to work. But I guess I seem too adult or something, so when I joke about being the new guy, she just sort of smiles. I dunno, it kinda makes sense on a larger scale though. Don't you wish you could still get that "Ah, youth" smile from adults sometimes? The other day at Loco's the waiter told me how cheap a pitcher was that night. It seems like the college kid's dream, but it actually bugged me a little.

Anyway, in this desire for feeling young, I was delighted to find my binder from Boys' State. Now I know I've done the Boys States quotes a couple times here, but the interesting thing was that I found a quote sheet that we had apparently been keeping at the time. In fact, it had quotes that I had completely forgotten or had remembered incompletely. Unfortunately, we didn't write names, so if anyone can decipher who said what, please pipe up.

So I give you Boys State deleted scenes:
>>"You've got vagina envy!"

>>Stephen: "Yeah, I want one! I mean, I'd want one for me, not of me...actually, that'd be kinda cool to have a vagina. Like, for a day...You know what?! I wish I WERE a woman!!"

>>"I don't care what you guys think, I'm getting a Poptart!" (Why we chose to remember that, I have no idea)

>>Stephen: "I'm gonna grow a woman in my backyard, one for myself."

And my favorite find...
>>"So would you rather chop your hands off, cut your bottom lip with rusty scissors or hack a mall Santa to death with an axe?"
"Well...how long is the line?"