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An ode to getting ready to move out of the house and not being able to wait a single second more. A few more months and I'm gone...
The air here is cold
And the memories are old, like the occupants
Of the house I thought I knew
Where my past resides and where I grew
Don't you remember?
I’m falling far behind in understanding this blood of mine
This is why I stayed away all this time
I’m not sure why I came, I guess I thought it would be the same
But it’s all so far from what I remember
Thanks to Averi for the inspiration.
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| Subject: | you're not the one for me |
| Time: | 8:29 pm. |
| Mood: |  amused. | | Music: | "Drive" -- Westlife. |
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My drive home today was pretty eventful. I left on time and had before I started driving, and did my usual contemplation of "should I put on my sunglasses or is it dark enough that I need to turn on my lights?" Tonight it could have gone either way. So I started driving and as I turned onto 95, I noticed that half the sky was starting to look ominously gray and the other half looked as if the sun was going to pop out at any moment. My drive was the usual bumper to bumper crapfest and as I sat there waiting to move another few feet, the sky began getting darker and darker. I looked over to the left and the clouds were looking scary. Then the lightning started... but only on that left side of the road. Every two seconds another bolt would come down, but strangely there was no thunder and no rain. This continued until I got off 93, with the sky getting progressively darker and darker. Every time I was able to speed up a little bit, the sky would get lighter in front of me and darker directly behind me. Finally when I got off the highway, the storm caught up with me. About 10 minutes from my house, the sky opened up and it began torrentially raining and thundering with ridiculous strength. The roads from then on somehow had enough time to become more flooded than I have seen them this entire year and the rain was coming down so hard that I had my wipers on the highest speed and I still couldn't see anything. Luckily I made it home without incident, but man, it was pretty precarious for a while there.
By the time I got home, obviously my parents were panicked. Yard furniture had been completely blown over... It was like it was a spur of the moment hurricane. So weird. It just started and then 10 minutes later, complete chaos. It was actually kind of exciting. I love storms, but storms in the middle of Friday night rush hour when I'm driving? Maybe not so much.
Also our power just went out for about a minute and a half. Fun times!
Oh and P.S. Yes, I heard about Lance. And yes, I heard about Darren. But no, it's not going to stop me from crushing on either of them!
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What's the worst possible day of the week to accidentally sleep until 4PM?
Sunday - when you need to be asleep 7 hours later.
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Thanks a lot for pre-empting "Animation Domination" (aka the best night of television) for stupid-ass NASCAR. Do you have any idea what I've been reduced to watching in its place?
"101 More Things Removed from the Human Body" on TLC
Next on the schedule is the riveting tale of "The Man Whose Arms Exploded".
No, I am not making this up and yes, I am actually watching these programs due to the fact that they are the only things on at the moment.
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Wednesday, May 24th, 2006
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| Subject: | love and other moments are just chemical reactions in your brain |
| Time: | 9:28 pm. |
| Mood: |  moody but distracted. | | Music: | American Idol. |
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The American Idol finale is on right now and it's very exciting. If you'll recall from last year (i'd link the post but eh), I had very strong feelings about who should win and who shouldn't and my hopes were then dashed to pieces when that horrible country-singing arrogant Carrie won. This year however, I like both of the finalists... or more accurately, I don't hate either of them. I think I want Katharine to win, but if Taylor wins, I won't be disappointed.
Also, side note, but they're currently doing a medly of old classic songs. Is it wrong that I only know several of them because of the Simpsons? (Okay it was only a couple, but still.)
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Thursday, February 23rd, 2006
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| Subject: | the jet set meets the maritime |
| Time: | 8:23 pm. |
| Mood: |  weird. | | Music: | American Idol (but "Princess Cruiser" playing in my head). |
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Remember a couple of months ago when I wrote about "12 oz Mouse" on Adult Swim? I wasn't sure what to think of it back then, but now... I LOVE it. The show, on the surface is extremely weird, the animation is just slightly better than stick figure quality and the dialogue sounds as if it was written by someone on drugs. That being said, as the weeks went by and the episodes became a little stranger and a little more intriguing, I became a fan. Every time the show came on I ended up laughing hysterically at the sheer ridiculousness of some of the scenes. It's one of those shows that a line will flicker through my mind at a random moment in the day and I will literally laugh out loud.
Not only that, but as the episodes progressed, it became clear that there is more to this show than meets the eye. A LOT more. Everything that is said or shown is significant to the plot of the show - and yes, there actually is an overarching plot... a very mysterious one at that. There are conspiracies, seeming occurrences of amnesia, and the past life of the main character Fitz is filled with odd events that have somehow led up to the life he is now leading. It's easy to miss all of this if you're not paying close attention. For example, when i was just casually watching the show, while doing other things, i was simply entertained by it like I am with the rest of the AS shows. But then, during the last few episodes of the season, I started to watch a little closer and wow... I'm so glad I did. The last episode of the season especially reveals a good amount of information. And then there's this song that they play during a certain scene that is so creepy and just adds to this weird atmosphere of the show. I watched this episode last Sunday and was totally creeped out when it was over. I felt like my mind had been warped.
There was clearly something about this show from the very beginning. For some reason, out of all the new AS shows that debuted this year, this was the one that made enough of an impression for me to write about. I didn't write about Squidbillies. I didn't write about Perfect Hair Forever. Though these are both good shows, they didn't quite capture me the way Ozmo did (that's what all the cool kids are calling it).
I really want to get this show on DVD so I can watch it over and over again and analyze all this weird stuff. Unfortunately, the show's only been out for a few months and thus I must just try to catch it when it airs. Luckily the show has been renewed for at least 20 more episodes and frankly, I can't wait. I'd say that I think everyone should be watching this show, but I have the feeling this is the type of show only a certain kind of person would like. But if you're feeling open minded, definitely tune into the Cartoon Network on Sundays at 12:30AM or so (they change the time pretty often) and you won't be sorry.
Image Copyright Cartoon Network
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Monday, January 23rd, 2006
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| Subject: | i see lies in the eyes of a stranger |
| Time: | 2:36 pm. |
| Mood: |  distant. | | Music: | Live 8 on MTV. |
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I just went back to the beginning of my journal and started making all of my old entries friends only. The only reason I'm doing this is... well, paranoia I guess. For a long time I've been worried about people I know in real life such as my family or people I work with finding my journal and reading things I don't want them to. Thankfully, this has not happened yet, but I feel I've been tempting fate. Thus, I have decided to keep posting publicly, but after a while, I will go back and make the entries private. That's why there's probably only a few entries showing on my page right now, if you're not logged in, or not on the list. If you're a reader and you'd like to get on the list, introduce yourself and I'll add you, though I don't think I have too many anonymous readers.
If you've just stumbled onto this journal and you're wondering what you're missing, here's a sampling:
- Adventures of working at major media companies in New York City
- The highs and lows of a long distance relationship
- College in the best city in the world
- Roommate hatred
- Pop culture commentary
- and much more!
And even though I'm not going friends only officially, I've been waiting to use this banner forever, so here it is. Credit goes to whoever made it (alas, that person is not me):
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