9 November 2004
Tuesday
Music: Big & Rich, "Save a Horse, Ride a Cowboy"
Good gawd I'm listening to country. Lets see whats been new... Today I sold eight memberships, quite impressed with myself about that. Yesterday I broke the clutch of the 40 (joy) and got the old PC up and running. Its really quite scary to go back to the nostalgia, all that music that for the most part I can honestly live without hearing all the time. Greed I suppose. Anyway, life is swinging by as we speak. Amazing. Damon is freaking about Armagedden. Jeremy has given me a challenge. Jesse's planning on marrying Carolina, and they've taken possession of a new hacienda. And I need sex.
Wednesday, November 10, 2004
Sunday, October 24, 2004
23 October 2004
Saturday
Music: Cesar Franck, "Piece Herioque"
What a day. We began with a model T tour. Funny how Dad and I are similar enough that we're both put off by the same irritability. Amazing, we both think we drive just fine and the other drives too fast and either doesn't use enough brake or uses much too much. Oh well. The 40 Ford is taking to stalling again. Fun fun fun.
My digestion is bonkers again. I had a big lunch, and I thought my stomach was going to explode. Came home and slept the whole day. Then I had an odd dream. Now most of my dreams are lucid, this wasn't. I dreampt that I had called up G. Ladds, and his girlfriend answered. I inquired as to the letters I had mailed, and I was basically told that I was a liability and an annoyance to them. I begged that I be allowed to remain in contact and was put on extreme probation if not shunned altogether. So I awoke from that at about 10-11pm, came down, wasted time on the computer, and checked my Enneatype (still a #4.) There was an earthquake in Tokyo, Woods is fine, I called him. Had a couple good chats, and I shall go off to bed now. My chakras are completely messed up now. Yay. Oh, and I clocked in at 210 yesterday.
Saturday
Music: Cesar Franck, "Piece Herioque"
What a day. We began with a model T tour. Funny how Dad and I are similar enough that we're both put off by the same irritability. Amazing, we both think we drive just fine and the other drives too fast and either doesn't use enough brake or uses much too much. Oh well. The 40 Ford is taking to stalling again. Fun fun fun.
My digestion is bonkers again. I had a big lunch, and I thought my stomach was going to explode. Came home and slept the whole day. Then I had an odd dream. Now most of my dreams are lucid, this wasn't. I dreampt that I had called up G. Ladds, and his girlfriend answered. I inquired as to the letters I had mailed, and I was basically told that I was a liability and an annoyance to them. I begged that I be allowed to remain in contact and was put on extreme probation if not shunned altogether. So I awoke from that at about 10-11pm, came down, wasted time on the computer, and checked my Enneatype (still a #4.) There was an earthquake in Tokyo, Woods is fine, I called him. Had a couple good chats, and I shall go off to bed now. My chakras are completely messed up now. Yay. Oh, and I clocked in at 210 yesterday.
Tuesday, October 19, 2004
19 October 2004
Tuesday
Ok. So my buddy MCT made me fill out the questionaire that someone pawned off on him... Here goes:
Do me a favor and fill this out (with your info smartass)...
Name: Christopher Stephen
Birthdate: 18 November 1980
Birthplace: Huntington Beach, California
Current Location: Huntington Beach, California
Eyes: A faded cornucopia
Hair: Brown
Height: about 5'9"
Righty or Lefty: Righty
Zodiac Sign: Scorpio
Who are your friends?: I wish I knew that always
Layer.Two
Your Heritage: Sicilian, Italian, Spanish
Your Weakness: Gluttony and sloth
Your fears: Loneliness
Your perfect pizza: A really good barbecued chicken
Goal you'd like to achieve: Playing phenomenal organ literature with clarity and precision while maintaining a good height/weight proportion
Layer.Three
Your thoughts first waking up: How much pain do I have?
Your best physical feature: F^%$ed if I know
Your most missed memory: College
Layer.Four
Pepsi or Coke: Pepsi
McDonald's or Burger King: Mackin with Ronald
Single or group dates: Single
Adidas or Nike: Doc Martens, duh.
Layer.Five
Smoke: Cigars, cigarettes, must buy a pipe
Cuss: Yes
Take showers daily: Yes
Have a crush: Who doesn't?
Want to go to college: Go back, yes.
Believe in yourself: Sometimes.
Think you're attractive: Not really.
Get along with your parents: Only when one's not around.
Like thunder storms: Oh yeah!
Layer.Six - in the past month have you...
Gone to the mall: No
Dyed your hair: I wish
Stolen anything: No
Layer.Seven - Ever...
Been trashed or extremely intoxicated: :0)
Been called a tease: No, but bad boy, asshole and pervert many a time.
Got beaten up: No
Been in a car crash?: Yes, 2.
Layer.Nine - In a guy/girl...
Best eye color: Green, but anything piercing or inviting is good.
Best hair color: Depends on the person.
Short or long hair: Long
Height: Shorter than me
Best weight: A little padding is good
Best clothing: Depends on the person and place.
Best first date location: Wherever
Best first kiss location: Wherever
Layer.Ten
Number of drugs taken illegally: Marijuana
Number of people you can trust with your life: A couple.
Number of CDs that I own: At least one hundred, but I have many more 78s
Number of piercings: Nein
Number of tattoos: Nein
Number of times my name's been in the news: Only a couple times.
Number of scars on my body: Lost track, they heal unlike the emotional ones.
Number of things in my past that I regret: Being in such a hurry to be a serious, dutiful adult.
Layer.Eleven-What is your favorite...
Gum: I don't chew.
Restaurant: Cantamar
Drink: White Russian
Type of weather: Give me clouds and wind.
Emotion: uh Joy?
Thing to do on a half day: Errands, get shit done.
Late-night activity: Internet
Store: eBay
Layer.Sixteen-What are your thoughts on...
Abortion?: Save the baby children, let them be born and then fight to the death.
Birth Control/Condoms?: Yes
Prostitution?: Sad, but no one seems to be stopping it anytime soon.
Alcohol?: Lovely
Marijuana?: Stupid and smells bad.
Other drugs?: Dangerous but interesting.
Gay marriage?: No.
Smoking?: Sure
Drunk driving?: Absolutely not.
Cloning?: If you're going to genetically enginneer something, how 'bout a cat that thinks its a Labrador Retriever?
Racism?: Bad, but is it ok if I still don't really like black people?
Premarital sex? Ok
Cheating on someone?: Don't because you can.
Suicide?: Its the last call for help.
Downloading music?: Do more.
The legal drinking age?: Either bring it down to 18 or bring the voting age to 21.
Does size really matter: I hope not.
Tuesday
Ok. So my buddy MCT made me fill out the questionaire that someone pawned off on him... Here goes:
Do me a favor and fill this out (with your info smartass)...
Name: Christopher Stephen
Birthdate: 18 November 1980
Birthplace: Huntington Beach, California
Current Location: Huntington Beach, California
Eyes: A faded cornucopia
Hair: Brown
Height: about 5'9"
Righty or Lefty: Righty
Zodiac Sign: Scorpio
Who are your friends?: I wish I knew that always
Layer.Two
Your Heritage: Sicilian, Italian, Spanish
Your Weakness: Gluttony and sloth
Your fears: Loneliness
Your perfect pizza: A really good barbecued chicken
Goal you'd like to achieve: Playing phenomenal organ literature with clarity and precision while maintaining a good height/weight proportion
Layer.Three
Your thoughts first waking up: How much pain do I have?
Your best physical feature: F^%$ed if I know
Your most missed memory: College
Layer.Four
Pepsi or Coke: Pepsi
McDonald's or Burger King: Mackin with Ronald
Single or group dates: Single
Adidas or Nike: Doc Martens, duh.
Layer.Five
Smoke: Cigars, cigarettes, must buy a pipe
Cuss: Yes
Take showers daily: Yes
Have a crush: Who doesn't?
Want to go to college: Go back, yes.
Believe in yourself: Sometimes.
Think you're attractive: Not really.
Get along with your parents: Only when one's not around.
Like thunder storms: Oh yeah!
Layer.Six - in the past month have you...
Gone to the mall: No
Dyed your hair: I wish
Stolen anything: No
Layer.Seven - Ever...
Been trashed or extremely intoxicated: :0)
Been called a tease: No, but bad boy, asshole and pervert many a time.
Got beaten up: No
Been in a car crash?: Yes, 2.
Layer.Nine - In a guy/girl...
Best eye color: Green, but anything piercing or inviting is good.
Best hair color: Depends on the person.
Short or long hair: Long
Height: Shorter than me
Best weight: A little padding is good
Best clothing: Depends on the person and place.
Best first date location: Wherever
Best first kiss location: Wherever
Layer.Ten
Number of drugs taken illegally: Marijuana
Number of people you can trust with your life: A couple.
Number of CDs that I own: At least one hundred, but I have many more 78s
Number of piercings: Nein
Number of tattoos: Nein
Number of times my name's been in the news: Only a couple times.
Number of scars on my body: Lost track, they heal unlike the emotional ones.
Number of things in my past that I regret: Being in such a hurry to be a serious, dutiful adult.
Layer.Eleven-What is your favorite...
Gum: I don't chew.
Restaurant: Cantamar
Drink: White Russian
Type of weather: Give me clouds and wind.
Emotion: uh Joy?
Thing to do on a half day: Errands, get shit done.
Late-night activity: Internet
Store: eBay
Layer.Sixteen-What are your thoughts on...
Abortion?: Save the baby children, let them be born and then fight to the death.
Birth Control/Condoms?: Yes
Prostitution?: Sad, but no one seems to be stopping it anytime soon.
Alcohol?: Lovely
Marijuana?: Stupid and smells bad.
Other drugs?: Dangerous but interesting.
Gay marriage?: No.
Smoking?: Sure
Drunk driving?: Absolutely not.
Cloning?: If you're going to genetically enginneer something, how 'bout a cat that thinks its a Labrador Retriever?
Racism?: Bad, but is it ok if I still don't really like black people?
Premarital sex? Ok
Cheating on someone?: Don't because you can.
Suicide?: Its the last call for help.
Downloading music?: Do more.
The legal drinking age?: Either bring it down to 18 or bring the voting age to 21.
Does size really matter: I hope not.
Sunday, October 17, 2004
16 october 2004
Saturday
Good Lord the time goes by! Tonight at 1am I am feeling the effects of torrential buckets of rain. Such unusual weather for southern California. So whats new, I'm tracking down 1946 Mercury hubcaps, working on the Korona camera, trying to sell things to make more money, and trying to network a bit. So much to do. I miss my friends a little.
Saturday
Good Lord the time goes by! Tonight at 1am I am feeling the effects of torrential buckets of rain. Such unusual weather for southern California. So whats new, I'm tracking down 1946 Mercury hubcaps, working on the Korona camera, trying to sell things to make more money, and trying to network a bit. So much to do. I miss my friends a little.
Tuesday, September 14, 2004
13 September 2004
Monday
Its 2am on Tuesday morning. I really want Papa Johns right now, with Anthony Petosa would be nice as well. I have to be at work in less than 10 hours. Sunday went rock climbing, that was actually quite nice. Saturday was REI, Mass, and something else I can't remember. My arms hurt in a nice way, I like driving the model A more than the '40 Ford sometimes, and I'm hungry. Oh yeah, I've been a total spaz to everyone lately since I think I'm going through a periodic abandonment thing again.
Monday
Its 2am on Tuesday morning. I really want Papa Johns right now, with Anthony Petosa would be nice as well. I have to be at work in less than 10 hours. Sunday went rock climbing, that was actually quite nice. Saturday was REI, Mass, and something else I can't remember. My arms hurt in a nice way, I like driving the model A more than the '40 Ford sometimes, and I'm hungry. Oh yeah, I've been a total spaz to everyone lately since I think I'm going through a periodic abandonment thing again.
Wednesday, August 18, 2004
18 August 2004
Wednesday
I guess I'm back home. I used the Underwood again tonight for the first time in at least a year. Needs a ribbon, and probably some lubrication. Speaking of that, I need to buy rubbers for a friend. My buddy Bryan is afraid he's losing his job, and with it his lifeline. At the same time I'm starting up a job. Its really rather perplexing and saddening. Oh and Dad comes back tomorrow, goodbye vacation.
Wednesday
I guess I'm back home. I used the Underwood again tonight for the first time in at least a year. Needs a ribbon, and probably some lubrication. Speaking of that, I need to buy rubbers for a friend. My buddy Bryan is afraid he's losing his job, and with it his lifeline. At the same time I'm starting up a job. Its really rather perplexing and saddening. Oh and Dad comes back tomorrow, goodbye vacation.
Saturday, August 14, 2004
13 August 2004
Friday
My how the time goes. Alright lets get this going. I'm almost through my 78 collection weeding out recordings. It really, really gets tedious after a while.
We have lost so many people this year. Julia Child died yesterday---and she had a voice. Fay Wray went Sunday. Rick James last week. Imagine no "I'm Rick James bitch!"? Horrible. And then Ray Charles just after Reagan.
I went to REI today, and it seems they don't know quite when I'll be hired. This should be interesting. So much to do, and as always I haven't gotten any of it done yet. Oh well. Phonograph show tomorrow. EEk.
Friday
My how the time goes. Alright lets get this going. I'm almost through my 78 collection weeding out recordings. It really, really gets tedious after a while.
We have lost so many people this year. Julia Child died yesterday---and she had a voice. Fay Wray went Sunday. Rick James last week. Imagine no "I'm Rick James bitch!"? Horrible. And then Ray Charles just after Reagan.
I went to REI today, and it seems they don't know quite when I'll be hired. This should be interesting. So much to do, and as always I haven't gotten any of it done yet. Oh well. Phonograph show tomorrow. EEk.
Friday, July 23, 2004
Sunday, July 18, 2004
18 July 2004
Sunday
Music: Morning has Broken
Alright. Tonight has been the first evening thats been really cool. The others have been steamy, and not in good ways. Whats new? The Smith American organ is getting close. My practice schedule has been decimated of course. The Lunde's have moved back to Surrey, I rather miss them and I suppose that they miss us too. I got a Kodak Reflex II though. Pity it needs a shutter cleaning. First week of the historic preservation clinic at USC passed. Travis passed his degree. Ian came over once, and I got some help from Taylor. Now its bedtime.
Sunday
Music: Morning has Broken
Alright. Tonight has been the first evening thats been really cool. The others have been steamy, and not in good ways. Whats new? The Smith American organ is getting close. My practice schedule has been decimated of course. The Lunde's have moved back to Surrey, I rather miss them and I suppose that they miss us too. I got a Kodak Reflex II though. Pity it needs a shutter cleaning. First week of the historic preservation clinic at USC passed. Travis passed his degree. Ian came over once, and I got some help from Taylor. Now its bedtime.
Monday, July 05, 2004
4 July 2004
Sunday
Music: Liszt, Prelude and Fugue on BACH
Alright, its the 4th of July. Play the "Stars and Stripes Forever" I guess. This is my first blog in forever. My bad. Whats new? Well, today is the 100th anniversary of Huntington Beach's founding. I should have gone downtown and done some serious cruising, but I didn't. And my T was on the trailer after its minor disgrace yesterday. Today was mild. Yesterday was the end of having my dear bud Jeremy over for a holiday. That went pretty well, and I feel like I have a friend for life. I'm going to have to remind myself of that regularly when I feel like shit. And I must write more.
Sunday
Music: Liszt, Prelude and Fugue on BACH
Alright, its the 4th of July. Play the "Stars and Stripes Forever" I guess. This is my first blog in forever. My bad. Whats new? Well, today is the 100th anniversary of Huntington Beach's founding. I should have gone downtown and done some serious cruising, but I didn't. And my T was on the trailer after its minor disgrace yesterday. Today was mild. Yesterday was the end of having my dear bud Jeremy over for a holiday. That went pretty well, and I feel like I have a friend for life. I'm going to have to remind myself of that regularly when I feel like shit. And I must write more.
Friday, April 16, 2004
15 April 2004
Thursday
Damn its been a long time. March 8 I bought my Utilikilt in Seattle with Juliana. Unfortunately she's engaged, and it rather sucks for me. March 15 saw Henry Rollins, the man is my new hero. He talked of such things as George W., Catholic Masturbation Hell, and "Run, do not walk..." Quite the man. Also advised me NOT to return to California. Really damn tired. Will catch up on everything tomorrow.
Thursday
Damn its been a long time. March 8 I bought my Utilikilt in Seattle with Juliana. Unfortunately she's engaged, and it rather sucks for me. March 15 saw Henry Rollins, the man is my new hero. He talked of such things as George W., Catholic Masturbation Hell, and "Run, do not walk..." Quite the man. Also advised me NOT to return to California. Really damn tired. Will catch up on everything tomorrow.
Tuesday, February 24, 2004
23 February 2004
Monday
Good grief everything has been happening. Last Saturday I broke the Speed Graphic, not a good thing. About 4 weeks ago I had the most unusual juxtaposition. I was in Crosby or Foley or something... note: Paula Gordon, d. 23 January, cancer, my thesis disaster... and I met the vigil for the anniversary of Roe vs Wade. That was spiritual and powerful. The same night the Harlem Gospel Choir was whooping it up in St. Als. Amplified of course. The lead soprano has a very powerful set of lungs, most impressive. I've finally tamed the P & A oil lamp, my pocket watch is repaired ($18) and I got Hugo running finally. One f---ing battery cable! And of course the brakes were out so it took me over a week to get Champ's 1 1/8 socket. 10 minute job. 1 hour job picking up all the sockets I dropped. Lets see what else... Doc Martens are now made in China. Thats just WRONG! I bought a pair of lovely Etnies last Friday. Beautifully comfortable. Spent Friday night at Bill & Erins, was pretty cool. Saturday was at 814 and the Star. 2 beers do me in. Yesterday was lovely, today I think spring blossomed in Spokane, I'm going to miss the snow though. Jesse misses me. Some of my photos are going to be published, I'm excited. Jeremy's driving me insane... but thats another story. I realize I have fraternal love from some of my buddies, but I don't know why I still feel so lonely so often. I'm gonna miss Andrew. Lets see, what else? I'm listening to the delightful pulsating noise of Apoptygma Berserk. Tracked down Alex Durkin the other night, Brian Engel and Julia Harrington are getting married. They will have tall children. I must get to bed so as to fetch glass plates and pocket watches in the morning. Organ lesson too. Oh boy. OH! http://www.cs.qub.ac.uk/~J.Collis/guides/tallis.html November 1999, I was alone in Cushing listening to the Tallis sample when I saw my very first Gonzaga snow. Beautiful moment.
Monday
Good grief everything has been happening. Last Saturday I broke the Speed Graphic, not a good thing. About 4 weeks ago I had the most unusual juxtaposition. I was in Crosby or Foley or something... note: Paula Gordon, d. 23 January, cancer, my thesis disaster... and I met the vigil for the anniversary of Roe vs Wade. That was spiritual and powerful. The same night the Harlem Gospel Choir was whooping it up in St. Als. Amplified of course. The lead soprano has a very powerful set of lungs, most impressive. I've finally tamed the P & A oil lamp, my pocket watch is repaired ($18) and I got Hugo running finally. One f---ing battery cable! And of course the brakes were out so it took me over a week to get Champ's 1 1/8 socket. 10 minute job. 1 hour job picking up all the sockets I dropped. Lets see what else... Doc Martens are now made in China. Thats just WRONG! I bought a pair of lovely Etnies last Friday. Beautifully comfortable. Spent Friday night at Bill & Erins, was pretty cool. Saturday was at 814 and the Star. 2 beers do me in. Yesterday was lovely, today I think spring blossomed in Spokane, I'm going to miss the snow though. Jesse misses me. Some of my photos are going to be published, I'm excited. Jeremy's driving me insane... but thats another story. I realize I have fraternal love from some of my buddies, but I don't know why I still feel so lonely so often. I'm gonna miss Andrew. Lets see, what else? I'm listening to the delightful pulsating noise of Apoptygma Berserk. Tracked down Alex Durkin the other night, Brian Engel and Julia Harrington are getting married. They will have tall children. I must get to bed so as to fetch glass plates and pocket watches in the morning. Organ lesson too. Oh boy. OH! http://www.cs.qub.ac.uk/~J.Collis/guides/tallis.html November 1999, I was alone in Cushing listening to the Tallis sample when I saw my very first Gonzaga snow. Beautiful moment.
Monday, December 01, 2003
Saturday, November 22, 2003
21 November 2003
Friday
I'm fucked. Thesis is due Monday, and its not going to be beautiful. And I'm up allnight again. It is a delightful 10 degrees tonight.
Thursday was a wonderful adventure. We got a good 5 inches of snow. I intercepted a Rebmann snowball fight. The guys of Rebmann seem to be a family again this year, only they told me that the old place is going to be the Sociology Department next year. Damn. Roommate and some of the guys from A building were playing in the snow, and I shot snowballs at Nanette who was actually having fun for once. I came back a couple hours later for some really soggy Kokanee and Australian red wine. Went in search of adventure and went sledding with Chet Simmons of all people and met a delightful Black Lab named Jack who fetches snowballs. Good boy Jack! Came back and the snow football was over although there were many stories of snow penises and apparently an anatomically correct snow woman on her back... Talked to Mark about how we're getting old. Helped work on a fort. Saw a guy get his Toyota Landrcruiser stuck in a Dussault lawn. Lovely moment. Helped push him out. Took photo. His buddies asked me later for a copy.
Friday was Friday. Met a new pianist who's very good and plays thie shit out of Rachmaninoff on the Chickering.
Friday
I'm fucked. Thesis is due Monday, and its not going to be beautiful. And I'm up allnight again. It is a delightful 10 degrees tonight.
Thursday was a wonderful adventure. We got a good 5 inches of snow. I intercepted a Rebmann snowball fight. The guys of Rebmann seem to be a family again this year, only they told me that the old place is going to be the Sociology Department next year. Damn. Roommate and some of the guys from A building were playing in the snow, and I shot snowballs at Nanette who was actually having fun for once. I came back a couple hours later for some really soggy Kokanee and Australian red wine. Went in search of adventure and went sledding with Chet Simmons of all people and met a delightful Black Lab named Jack who fetches snowballs. Good boy Jack! Came back and the snow football was over although there were many stories of snow penises and apparently an anatomically correct snow woman on her back... Talked to Mark about how we're getting old. Helped work on a fort. Saw a guy get his Toyota Landrcruiser stuck in a Dussault lawn. Lovely moment. Helped push him out. Took photo. His buddies asked me later for a copy.
Friday was Friday. Met a new pianist who's very good and plays thie shit out of Rachmaninoff on the Chickering.
Thursday, November 20, 2003
19 November 2003
Wednesday
Good grief how quickly everything is going! Sunday night had a learning experience that stretched my morals I guess. Monday night I was suicidal in part because the two people that I most wanted at my birthday weren't RSVPing me. And I called one, and he wasn't in the best mood, and it was all bad. I thought I had just lost my best friend so I typed up a quick note, dashed over to his place, and in the process of dashing fell down my staircase so now my side hurts. Lovely. Spent the rest of the evening feeling suicidal and put my buddy Tyler through massive shit. Tuesday was alright. Turned out Jermy got his dates comfused and couldn't make it to dinner. So I ended up having Matt, Durkin, Bill & Erin at my table. Linden, Lenzmeyer, Ito, Anthony and John came by. Ito bought me a shot of Jaegarmeister. Still tastes like cough syrup, but it has its charms. After that I had a Guinness. The guys left, and were replaced by Rejiv and Erin II--the one I angered at a party before when I said that jazz became debased after the 1940s. Anyway, he bought me a shot of Jamisons. Matt made me get a Green Monster. I had no idea what a Green Monster was but relented. I should have known I was in for trouble when Alex's eyes bulged open like I'd never seen before or since.
Well the delightful concoction arrived about the time we were talking about tattoos and piercings and how its probably best not to know if you can't see them directly. Then the Green Monster arrived. A one Litre carafe filled with ice and large amounts of vodka, rum, ginm and Midori for the green. And some orange and pineapple juice. I drank the whole damn thing in sips alternating with a little water. I got really drunk, things were spinning if I moved my head too fast and all that sort of thing. Thats when the h2o and plate of fries came in. Greasy food just really helps out when you're gonna drink. So I was finishing the last third of this green alcoholic liquid Jolly Rancher while sipping h20 and eating fries so as to stay truly fucked up but not nauseous and truly fucked up.
The fun broke up sometime around 11. Total damages $86.01. Bill expertly drove my car home, and I finished the evening off by pissing on a tree (deliberately) and lighting up a cigar. Looked up Dre to show the world me drunk. I stumbled around the place for awhile before making it to my room. Andrew was impressed at how long I lasted. I had a headache and couldn't sit vertically. It was quite fun actually. I IMed with Tyler who is now convinced that I'm bipolar and need help. Oh, and my drunken phone call to Jeremy had him call me a "silly little bitch" the next day. I had a litre of water before bed and woke up the next day without a hangover.
Online explorations revealed some lovely things like that the Organ Clearing House (www.organclearinghouse.com) has updated their site. BTW, I'll take that big Hutchings if someone wants to give it to me.
All in all I learned several things from the whole event. First off, getting shitfaced is REALLY FUN! Dude, I even had the drunken grin going on, its involuntary! Second, I guess I've built up a tolerance. Third and probably the most important, I'm a happy guy deep down. Everybody who knows me well knows of my suicidal tendencies, issues with the Catholic religion, issues with women, and general unease at being in my skin. None of that mattered. It was like God lifted all my burdens for one night and just let me have some fun. And honestly it have me a will to live again. Plus. NO HANGOVER! Goodnight!
Wednesday
Good grief how quickly everything is going! Sunday night had a learning experience that stretched my morals I guess. Monday night I was suicidal in part because the two people that I most wanted at my birthday weren't RSVPing me. And I called one, and he wasn't in the best mood, and it was all bad. I thought I had just lost my best friend so I typed up a quick note, dashed over to his place, and in the process of dashing fell down my staircase so now my side hurts. Lovely. Spent the rest of the evening feeling suicidal and put my buddy Tyler through massive shit. Tuesday was alright. Turned out Jermy got his dates comfused and couldn't make it to dinner. So I ended up having Matt, Durkin, Bill & Erin at my table. Linden, Lenzmeyer, Ito, Anthony and John came by. Ito bought me a shot of Jaegarmeister. Still tastes like cough syrup, but it has its charms. After that I had a Guinness. The guys left, and were replaced by Rejiv and Erin II--the one I angered at a party before when I said that jazz became debased after the 1940s. Anyway, he bought me a shot of Jamisons. Matt made me get a Green Monster. I had no idea what a Green Monster was but relented. I should have known I was in for trouble when Alex's eyes bulged open like I'd never seen before or since.
Well the delightful concoction arrived about the time we were talking about tattoos and piercings and how its probably best not to know if you can't see them directly. Then the Green Monster arrived. A one Litre carafe filled with ice and large amounts of vodka, rum, ginm and Midori for the green. And some orange and pineapple juice. I drank the whole damn thing in sips alternating with a little water. I got really drunk, things were spinning if I moved my head too fast and all that sort of thing. Thats when the h2o and plate of fries came in. Greasy food just really helps out when you're gonna drink. So I was finishing the last third of this green alcoholic liquid Jolly Rancher while sipping h20 and eating fries so as to stay truly fucked up but not nauseous and truly fucked up.
The fun broke up sometime around 11. Total damages $86.01. Bill expertly drove my car home, and I finished the evening off by pissing on a tree (deliberately) and lighting up a cigar. Looked up Dre to show the world me drunk. I stumbled around the place for awhile before making it to my room. Andrew was impressed at how long I lasted. I had a headache and couldn't sit vertically. It was quite fun actually. I IMed with Tyler who is now convinced that I'm bipolar and need help. Oh, and my drunken phone call to Jeremy had him call me a "silly little bitch" the next day. I had a litre of water before bed and woke up the next day without a hangover.
Online explorations revealed some lovely things like that the Organ Clearing House (www.organclearinghouse.com) has updated their site. BTW, I'll take that big Hutchings if someone wants to give it to me.
All in all I learned several things from the whole event. First off, getting shitfaced is REALLY FUN! Dude, I even had the drunken grin going on, its involuntary! Second, I guess I've built up a tolerance. Third and probably the most important, I'm a happy guy deep down. Everybody who knows me well knows of my suicidal tendencies, issues with the Catholic religion, issues with women, and general unease at being in my skin. None of that mattered. It was like God lifted all my burdens for one night and just let me have some fun. And honestly it have me a will to live again. Plus. NO HANGOVER! Goodnight!
Sunday, November 09, 2003
Friday, November 07, 2003
Tuesday, November 04, 2003
3 November 2003
Monday
I spent something like 5 hours in the darkroom tonight. Still, I got a few decent pictures out of it. I will miss not having a darkroom to play with out of school. I'm totally scared of my thesis project and of my final semester of college. I probably shouldn't worry about it, but I just want to scream and cry. God help us all I guess.
Monday
I spent something like 5 hours in the darkroom tonight. Still, I got a few decent pictures out of it. I will miss not having a darkroom to play with out of school. I'm totally scared of my thesis project and of my final semester of college. I probably shouldn't worry about it, but I just want to scream and cry. God help us all I guess.
Friday, October 31, 2003
30 October 2003
Thursday
I got up quite early and was finally able to visit upon Dr. Butterworth. He cleaned up, suprising to see from a prof I could always depend on to be shaggy genteel. Then we saw a movie "Good Morning, Mr. Hitler." Munich 1939 in 16mm color. Scary how real it all was, and also to my minds eye how rediculous the Nazis looked in retrospect. But chillingly, it was all real, weak Heil Hitlers and all. Slept through my mysticism class. Don't think I missed much. Esther was at choir today despite the pneumonia. I realized something more about life and the nature of love today. Oh well. In good news tomorrow is Halloween, Dad has sent me enough money to get by for a while, and I think I shall hit an antique shop tomorrow to see what I can get for pittance at the last day. I'm naughty like that.
Thursday
I got up quite early and was finally able to visit upon Dr. Butterworth. He cleaned up, suprising to see from a prof I could always depend on to be shaggy genteel. Then we saw a movie "Good Morning, Mr. Hitler." Munich 1939 in 16mm color. Scary how real it all was, and also to my minds eye how rediculous the Nazis looked in retrospect. But chillingly, it was all real, weak Heil Hitlers and all. Slept through my mysticism class. Don't think I missed much. Esther was at choir today despite the pneumonia. I realized something more about life and the nature of love today. Oh well. In good news tomorrow is Halloween, Dad has sent me enough money to get by for a while, and I think I shall hit an antique shop tomorrow to see what I can get for pittance at the last day. I'm naughty like that.
Sunday, October 26, 2003
25 October 2003
Saturday
Yesterday was quite the day. I spent the early part sleeping. Got stuff done, attempted to rebuild the bedroom and clean the apartment in preparation for a possible date. That got nixed by a well-meaning but oblivious new friend. So I ended up going to John's party and had rather a good time. I understand John a bit better now. After that, I went to another party at Jerads, and we talked to about 4:30. Today I was awoken at noon by Jeremy for an Old Navy excursion. They had my coat on sale, but my credit for an Old Navy credit card was denied. Just makes you feel dirty. J. agreed. We talked a bit about my embarassing purchase, and it was just good to talk about stuff. And I got his Christmas present. Day was uneventful. I got a call at midnight for a party at Jason and Adams place. Stayed there for a while then went to Jack and Dans bar. Saw a number of people I knew, always nice. Went back to the party where it was primarily skanky people. Jeremy did the glass clink trick to make me chuga beer. He's so dead. Party got extremely skankified by spokeys, and so we left just in time to have the cops come and break it all up. And so to Mass in the morning.
Saturday
Yesterday was quite the day. I spent the early part sleeping. Got stuff done, attempted to rebuild the bedroom and clean the apartment in preparation for a possible date. That got nixed by a well-meaning but oblivious new friend. So I ended up going to John's party and had rather a good time. I understand John a bit better now. After that, I went to another party at Jerads, and we talked to about 4:30. Today I was awoken at noon by Jeremy for an Old Navy excursion. They had my coat on sale, but my credit for an Old Navy credit card was denied. Just makes you feel dirty. J. agreed. We talked a bit about my embarassing purchase, and it was just good to talk about stuff. And I got his Christmas present. Day was uneventful. I got a call at midnight for a party at Jason and Adams place. Stayed there for a while then went to Jack and Dans bar. Saw a number of people I knew, always nice. Went back to the party where it was primarily skanky people. Jeremy did the glass clink trick to make me chuga beer. He's so dead. Party got extremely skankified by spokeys, and so we left just in time to have the cops come and break it all up. And so to Mass in the morning.
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