for the past several weeks, i’ve been wondering how i could be so careless with my water bottles. it seems as though i can’t keep one for a day before it disappears into the void (the same void where all of my bic pens and binder clips went off to). so yesterday i bought an Aquafina with the intention of making this new purchase a permanent fixture on my desk in ACES … no matter the cost! sure enough, today, i get to school and my water bottle is gone along with the styrofoam cup i got my coffee in earlier that i had decided to use as transport for the water i’d need in various other locations around campus. my first instict was to believe that the cleaning crew had gone above and beyond their call of duty. but then I looked at the guy’s desk behind me and he’s got 10 coke cans that have been sitting there for days.
could it be there’s a traitor among us?
Last Sunday night I watched the movie X-Men. I’ve never read the comic books, so maybe that’s why I thought it was a decent movie. Well, by decent, I mean stupidly entertaining. And by stupidly entertaining, I mean Wolverine was a hot mofo. I may go see the sequel this Saturday.
Speaking of mutants, I think I have an alien implant in my thumb. 
I’m getting pretty psyched about building my own bed frame, but I’m even more psyched about getting paid so I can get a mattress.
Apple has finally opened its iTunes music store… this impressed me more than the >>4<< I got on my applied midterm.
In a nutshell: knotted flowliness.
What can I say about this fine weathered week? Last Tuesday marked the year’s first battle with bookbag sweat. I aquired some more pencil lead: 0.7 mm. I ordered A First Course in Numerical Analysis by Ralston and Rabinowitz. Color me Martha Stewart: I even did some gardening.
This morning I sold my micro twin bed in favor of a grown-up bed (still not purchased). It’s about time. A hefty tip to mattress buyers: the Mattress Firm has a “secret” back room where they keep all of the sale mattresses, but they won’t tell you about it unless you ask specifically. Damn salesmen. In the parliance of Guffman: “bastard people”.
I finally got some new NiMH batteries for my digital camera and took some pictures of my new place for my parents. In more spending news, I finally made it over to World Market to use a $25 gift certificate I had recieved for x-mas (thanks pater). I picked up some wine glasses, 2 microwave safe bowls, a mug, and some outdoor lights.
Last night I went out with lj. We tried Nasty’s until i realized i hadn’t closed my tab at the crown from the night before. So back again to my local. Gossip. Cigarettes. Dos Booshy. One multi-vitamin. One B-complex vitamin. Three ibuprofens. Neon yellow pee in the morning.
Tim’s got the only picture I developed in my darkroom class that was worth saving on his blog. I hope to build a darkroom in my bathroom this summer. This task may be thwarted by a potential job opportunity at U-GA during most of June. I’m quite unsure about taking this position (teaching assistant for an REU). I was quite looking forward to spending the summer recovering from my prelims and figuring out what I should do with my life (to PhD or not to PhD, that is the question). I often think I’d rather be lazy this summer than ambitious. Does that make me a bad person?
the reason for my lackluster blog upkeep as of late?: current lack of notables . i am growing increasingly nervous about my finals/prelims, which keeps from fully enjoying my free time. but i still manage to drink more alcohol than most people i know.
is it possible i have a problem?
some random thoughts:
although i am against banning smoking in bars, I do wish that smoking wasn’t allowed in restaurants. cigarette smoke dulls the senses and hence, robs what could have been the best manacotti this side of the mason-dixon line from it’s drool-inducing flavor.
once again, tea rules.
i am considering buying a grown-up bed.
you’re up with the sunrise
and down when the work’s been done
with excellence industry
dilliegence naturally
i would like to be you
just for a few habit forming years
laziness cuts me like fine cutlery
i need a miracle someone to help me help myself
Pedro the Lion: born again christians, but damn, some of their music is really good.
today is Tuesday. i woke up at 9:50am. no dream was had to parallel that of Monday night’s.: everyone was in it — you were there, and you were there, and you were there….
Watched Raging Bull last night; a fairly amazing film that I would have appreciated more if I knew anything at all about boxing. Cinematically, one of the best. 4 booshettas.
Got my summer teachign asigment: Integral Calculus, MWF 1:30-3. Now that’s rock and roll to me.
Lost my coffee off the back of my scooter after hitting a pothole last night. How irritating… I really needed that coffee…I had just woken up from a POWER nap (power my ass). This coffee completed my JP’s coffee card, so I get a free one next time. Should that make me feel any better?
I haven’t been taking any quality pictures lately so I’m posting one of the speedometer on my Yamaha Vino.
Last weekend did not turn out as I had planned (not a bad thing). I inteded to work all weekend as I’m feeling a bit behind. But somehow that just didn’t work out. Saturday afternoon I watched Following, directed by Memento’s Christopher Nolan (this was his debut film, aamof). Definitely more indie than Memento, but extremely good. It’s all about this writer who follows people to get “material” but ends up following and befriending a burgler. He gets overly involved with this man and things get weird. Like Memento, the time line is all dicked up. Overally, a surpisingly good film considering the obvious low budget; I give it three gold booshettas.
Saturday night I made it to Liz’s party. Though I intended to stay until 10 or 11pm, I somehow didn’t get back until 3am. I suppose that means I had a good time. Indeed. I drank far too much red wine, but I owned the place and the CD collection. Even better was the opportunity to reaquaint myself with an old friend. And then I left my jacket there. Such is life. Pimpin…ain’t easy.
Sunday… slept in…recovered… ate Serranos and free refills of Diet Coke (thanks rafi)… got some work done…got an afternoon pint with Tim…. re-watched Memento….went to Trudy’s for a vodka tonic and quesadillas….
Now entering detoxification sequence.
So I was listening to some BNL rap today which contained a short clip of “Would I Lie To You?” originally by Charles and Eddy. So, for some reason, i was compelled to download the C&E version and I’ve been cracking up at my desk for the past 4:34 minutes listening to it.
Everybody’s got their history
On every page a mystery
You can read my diary you’re in every line
Jealous minds never satisfied
I’m telling you baby you will never find another girl
In this heart of mine
Look into my eyes
Can’t you see they’re open wide
Would I lie to you baby
Would I lie to you
Don’t you know it’s true
Girl there’s no one else but you
Would I lie to you baby
Would I lie to you
(8 boosh points to anyone at all who appreciated that line of thought… or even knows what song I’m talking about.)
Published on April 12, 2003
in photos.
For a far too short time in Austin, I had the pleasure of living in an apartment at 304 Moore Blvd. The place was insanely charming, huge, and reasonably priced. I miss it dearly.
Oh, hello.
I suppose this is where I chronicle the day’s events. What a joy it was to sleep in this morning. I drempt about tattoos. My afternoon was fairly mundane: spent most of it grading exams. Then I went to Greg, where I did not see Superman. Naturally, I left. (Speaking of the big S, I spied him in Taylor Hall last Saturday morning. A c.s. nerd? The plot thickens. )
So, I went for the most pathetic run of my life. This could only be cured by pizza at the Parlour with Tim. I’m really starting to dig that place and what’s becoming a “regular” Friday outting. There is a severe lack of pizza pubs in Austin, but the Parlour makes up for it.
And then disaster: Tim kicked my ass in Trivial Pursuit. But what did I expect, anyway? Those damn yellow questions are out to get me.
Party at Liz’s tomorrow night. Should be interesting, depending on the company.
Recent weeks are going by way too quickly. I’m reaching for something significant that’s happened to me in the last 3 days. Tuesday… Wednesday…Thursday. Watched The Contender with Tim; if you ask me, the world we be a far better place with The Dude as president. Photo class…. shared some cute pictures of my adorable cat, Ivy. Chopped rafi’s hair. Drank too much. Killed my legs. Fixed my legs. Killed my back. Need a massage. Less cheese, more aromatic oils please. I need to call my family more often.
so in the end, whatever, we die, we dissolve
equations unbalanced, riddles unsolved
and we were never connected or involved
except for the intersections and crazy mathematics
with no time and no space and no schedule and no place
and we pass right through it without a trace
and sometimes that music drifts through my car
on a spring night when anything is possible
and i close my eyes and i nod my head
and i wonder how you’ve been and i count to a hundred and ten
because you’ll always be my hero, even if i never see you again
at some point i need to steal some of miike’s photos from 702. good times.
last night, i stayed up too late engaging in the mundane. watched part of White Palace on the WE network. going to kill Premium cable today.
a couple other flicks I’d like to see:
annie hall (re-view)
hable con ella
a mighty wind (comes out april 16)]
anger management
lilja 4-ever
what a girl wants (just kidding)
full list compiled here.
rumor has it that wed. is the last day applied meets. goodbye aimless note-taking. hello sleeping in.
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