rad. christmas is rad. all the family stuff went fine, and chilling is very good. chilling. eating. chilling. eating. in no particular order.

chill

eat

chill

eat.

break is rad.

ok, last night was just about one of the raddest nights ever. we went out to eat at la pinata, and we had these great margaritas, aptly dubberd “the cadillac of margaritas”. and those were just great. we then went to the calumet where we all got ritzy 6 dollar mixed drinks and sat around listening to the live jazz band they had there, and generally just shootin’ the breeze. we then came home, drank some more, and just had fun. adam and i went off for like 10 minutes with the PSS 170, where i was doing the melody half and adam was doing the bass line. played vids, chatted, sat around, it was totally rad.

wudar.

ok, so sitting around for the past two days has given me some time to take in some new media that i hadn’t seen before. first and foremost:

1. Golden Boy: An animated show (6 half hour episodes) where this guy rides around on his bike trying to learn things. he always ends up getting involved with some girl that doesn’t like him at first, but then once they see all the selfless thigns he’s done, they want his nuts. but by then he’s left, and it’s too late for them.

2. Initial D: a show about downhill racing in tokyo. the main character takumi is just this reluctant hero driver who is the greatest driver who ever lived (pretty much). he beats everyone despite handicaps and drives in a car that’s much older than everyone else’s. so the racing looks like gran turismo, but the story just rings of old kung fu movies where rival houses have different styles, and each is looking to prove they’re best. hahaha, there’s so much pride and honor at stake in that show, it’s awesome.

3. Lord of the rings:we were gonna leave at 10 or something. so we ended up doing that, i almost got everyone lost in seattle. but we get there, and the line is like a double horseshoe, like almost a cirlce of just people anywhere. all of us, more than slightly out of it wandered around looking for our friends we knew would be there. so we wandered but to no avail, but while milling about we wandered off to the entrance for a bit, and ran into people. people that had been waiting there since 4 or something. so we just yoinked ourselves in and were like, “that was rad”. so yeah we sat through the movie, and it was pretty sweet. i mean, the battles lived up to their hype. the dwarf was turned into comic relief. there is seriously something homo erotic about most of the scenes with sam and frodo. but still it was pretty and the treeants (those big walking trees) were well done.

and now due to this movie, i have now finally seen collin (my next door neighbor in redmond) for the first time in like 2 years. every time i tried to hang out with him, something came up ore something. so i saw him, and it was what i expected i suppose. rad. but i know he still exsists now.

4. Bad Company: Chris Rock and Anthony Hopkins. at first they’re different. but then the black guy from the ghetto (chris rock) shows that he has all the potential to become as good as his twin brother was before he was shot. so in the end, chris and anthony put aside their differences, and chris saves the day. if you read this and it spoiled the movie for you, it doesn’t really matter, this is the most predictable movie ever. haven’t i seen this jerry bruckheimer film before?

5. y tu mama tambien: a well done movie. one of those thinker ones. definatly a very erotic drama, there was all sorts explicit talk, and man wang, and all sorts of full frontal nudity. but at most times it made you not even really notice it, cause you were watchign what was goign on with the characters. well except for when they totally focus on it (like having two guys going at one girl for a couple of minutes). but it was still a thoughtful movie, and nothing seemed overtly gratouitous.
hahahha, what a rad couple of days.

bah, sitting around with jack shit to do is awesome, takes alot of critical thought out of your daily routine.

mad props to ben and matt for letting me chill, and buffoon.

wudar.

so its mandatory to go out after you finish your finals and just get trashed. i got way too trashed on friday night, and again last night. i think i need to re-evaluate my consumption again, becaus ei was feelin prety crazy with these blood thinners. mostly drunk, but its got an edge to it. i might have to quit with the drinkin’ again, cause i’ve been drinking like i normally would (fifth of something, with miscellanious beers). it was great to cut loose, but shit, i could have hurt myself.

now, i’m fuckign tired though, witht he crazy sleep patterns during finals week, and then going balls out celebrating has taken its toll. i didn’t do shit today, so that was nice. and hell, the next month is going to be a weekend. i stopped wearing my watch, it just doesn’t matter rigth now.

i blew through an RPG in like 4 days here of straight sitting, it was great. best battle/magic system i’ve ever seen in a game, but damn, the story just absolutly blew, no character development, and it only took me 30 hours to beat. so i have mixed feelings about it, but it was a nice distraction, now i gotta get another RPG cause they’re great games to play when you have no responsibilites. mayhaps i’ll go christmas shopping tomorrow and buy myself some shit.maybe i’ll just go cream my shorts or something. maybe i’ll lose my brain for good one of these times. that might be nice.

my knife sits, staring, mocking….

use me…

“but i could cut myself and bleed a whole lot”

i am fun to twirl around

“i love you, and you keep me from biting my fingernails down to their base, but i have to chill on you for a bit”

c’mon chussie, just a few twirls

*puts knife away*

yeah, WHO’S THE MAN NOW?

my fingernails are starting to make a come back now. i am the king of nervous habits, and sitting around has many pitfalls for me. my mind isn’t strong enought o be completley distracted. hmmm, mayb emy mind is so intent on distracting itself that it leaves my body to its own devices. since my body doesn’t have any rational thought, its only device is instinct. i guess my instincts tell me to bite my nails, or chew on something. hahaha, i have an oral fixation i suppose. finals kill my fingernails though.

rollin, rollin, rollin. keep with the runnin, in circles, perpendicular to yourself.

possibly the greatest thing that man has invented is the hot shower. the combination of being bombarded by water tat is at a comfortable temperature, whenever you want it, is just incredible. you having a shitty day? take a hot shower. feelin like you just can’t wash that mcdonalds grease off? take a shower. someone pissign you off? take a shower. good god, its awesome. being able to take a shower whenever i want is one of the greatest freedoms i have. it only takes a minute, or you can sit in there for a half hour. no one bugs you cause you’re naked. taking showers with girls is rad, but that depends on your mood, and the girl too i suppose. shower time is much like time on the crapper. you sit there and you just relax, because whatever problems you have are just left behind at the bathroom door, and you think about whatever teh hell you want.

that’s what’s great about the bathroom. you enter and you go into autopilot. you can sit on the toilet, spend 10 minutes doing a good job shaving, brush your teeth, take a shower, all these things that are things you kind of have to do, since we live in america. but all these things are grooming acts. where you don’t have to think, and its strictly a personal thing. we’re not girls, so bathroom time is alone time. and when you come out, you go back to your life, but you smell better, and just in general feel better.

Ode to a Bathroom

Oh bathroom, how you own me

you are always there when i need to pee

you keep things real, you fill me with glee

you are the most underappreciated room in the home

but you are the hub that everyone will return to, eventually

you can always sit in there by yourself, and ignore the phone

you can read magazines to your heart’s delight

i think most people’s reading would be non-existant without the crapper

step into the shower, you feel like a king, full of vigor and might

step out, and refreshment fills you, and you’re feeling dapper

one of the only rooms that allow for a lock, that can be justified

think of yourself, think of others, think of whateer you want.

it smells, like a mix between excrement and formaldehyde

but its cool because its mostly my fault

you are beautiful and you keep me clean

and i know you’ll be there after a night of beans

*bows*

god writing stuff like that always takes me awhile, that took me like 20 minutes, for that short crappy thing. i think too much about them, probably. but writing stuff with form and structure takes time, time i don’t like to spend, so i put out crappy stuff.

crappy stuff is better than non-existant stuff as far as i’m concerned.

i need a sense of humor back. it’s been so cynical latley, and i mostly just see funny things as cynical humor. it’s good to have that, but without the straight up foolishness sense of humor, you get jaded. and it’s just unecesary. jackassery is in order to cure that. oh wait, not motivated. maybe later. i’ll get around to it, you put things off long enough and then you have to deal with it, kicking and screaming. hahaha, anyone who hasn’t seen it, should. especially people who have experienced college or gotten fed up with it.

wudar, stuff is rad.

keeps me on my toes

DONE!

ALL DONE! one month off now. yessirree, not gonna remember tonight if i can help it.

now if you’ll excuse me, video games call

13 and one half hours left of this quarter. it can’t end soon enough.

i will return.

hi ho

ok listen up, exsistance is no longer based upon rational thought. rational thought has no place in an ecosystem. it has an evolutionary advantage, since we can change the environment to suit our needs. outside of that it is useless.

so at one point, people used to say “i think, therefore i am.”

thinking has been outmoded in the past few centuries or so though, especially in the last few decades. it is counterproductive to have seemingly rational thoughts, because most of the time, they’re only rational because we say so. since the use of thought seems to be decreasing at an exponential rate, “i think, therefore i am” is just a silly way of justifying our existance, when in reality, we can’t justify our existance.

so i put forth a new slogan for our people, one more fitting to the needs of our current situation (i would guess this only applies to nations other than third world countries thoguh, because they actually have real animal problems like hunger and shelter and survival, we only have problems like finding the next greatest gadget, or wondering how we’re going to get to work the next day, or the eternal quest for some soulmate, which is a person exactly like you, but you can have sex with them)

“i whine, therefore i am”

if you have problems, you gotta exsist right? at least that seems like what everone else is leaning towards….guilty as charged (thank you ben, rhymes with men)

i kinda thoguth my last point where i was saying that too much understanding is humor and too little is fear, and i thought that was kinda profound, but i like to pat myself on the back, and i’d like to pat myself on the back for this one too, but really, i’m sure someone else came up with this, becuase if i can come up with something, anyone can. they all got the same equipment as me, right?

this stuff just comes to me while i’m studying.

i’d just like to take this oppertunity to proclaim my geniusocity.

geius (n): a person who has a sense of humor about anythign and everything

anything, anythign but finals, right? ha, i don’t even really have finals in a sense. i have it for ochem, but my bio and my physics are just tests that are worth more. and the bio’s out of the way so its on to the hard stuff. i mean, this happens every quarter, but everytime finals rolls around, you don’t really care anymore. the end is in sight, and you can just taste the freedom that you’re gonna have in less than a week. i mean, by this point, you either know this crap or you don’t.man, i could go on and on rationalizing how i can take it pseudoeasy this week. but in reality, i’m gonna study for like three hours tonight, 10 hours tomrrow, 3 hours the next day, then 10 hours on friday. considering i don’t sacrifice a whole lot of time to mah skoolin’ (much less time than i would dedicate to a full time job) so this makes up for it. it’s not like i’m gonna fail these tests or something anyways.

so yeah, there’s my boring life, now to switch gears and blabber

two nights ago, i almost set the house on fire. it was awesome. i was burning trash carboard in the fireplace all the while unaware that there was a candle on top of the stove part of the fireplace (basiaclly just a thick metal sheet. so after about 10 minutes of throwing cradboard in there, i start to hear this fizzling and popping noise, and behold, there is a half melted candle sittign on top of the fireplace, and a shitload of wax all over the top, and dripping all down the right side of the fireplace. i pull the candle off, but nothing really seems to be damaged so i just keep throwing cardboard in there. after about another five minutes of this, that wax is really popping, but i’ve only got one more box to go, so i’m determined to finish off the burning. and tehn….PHOOMPH….that wax reached its specific heat or something, cause all the wax on top went up all at once, creating a moderate flame, like 3 to 4 feet high.

of course my natural reaction is to point and laugh at the flame, because its funny, but mike runs by me and grabs the stockings off the mantle which are right below the flame, and i realize we probably shouldn’t let other things catch on fire. it wasn’t anything to be too worried about i thought, i mean, not worth risking a nice fleece blanket to smother a fire that’s goign to coat it in wax. so mike and i are looking for alternate way to put the fire out, cause its still making the white brick mantle black. we can’t find a fire exstinguisher, or baking soda, so we think:

“hmmmm, this isn’t one of those situations where water makes things worse is it?”

“nah….”

so we tried a little and it made the flame huge, like twice as high, so things were starting to get out of hand now, so i grabbed teh doggie bed off the floor (i still didn’t want to use a nice blanket and ruin it) and smothered it. so after it was out, i threw more cardboard into it, and it got goign again, but it was much much smaller, so i just let it burn off all the wax cause i didn’t want to clean it off later. man, the house was smoky for about 3 hours after taht, it was pretty dense. fire is pretty awesome, nut i’ll have to make sure that i don’t leave candles on top anymore. and for future reference, water does not put out wax fires.

we also put up a bunch of christmas lights this year (well, like 30 bucks worth or so, which goes a long way at bellingham grocery outlet) and even with our crappy half ass job, we were still by far the most decorated out of all the houses around ours. if you drive around for a bit there are some people who obviously go all out every year, but in our 3 to 4 block radius, people put up like two or three strands. so we have this up for like a week, and then we see one of our neighbors across the street putting up more lights, and adam talked to them for a bit, and they told him that no one around there ever really gets into christams and we were the first to put up lights on this house we’re living in so it inspired them to put up more.

this inspires us to get competative.

i think after finals are done, we’ll probably blow another 30 bucks on lights or something, it would be great if they put on more lights after that and it just escalated into this huge war where we have a santa and a team of reindeer and various other gadgets everywhere in an attempt to outdo our neighbors. then when its all over, we can pack it up and cry ourselves to sleep when we realize how pathetic our lives are.

so biznatches, you think you’re hep to the now?

well try this on for size:

BLOW ME!

ok, that was rude and uncalled for, but most of the things i say on this site are anyways, so i reiterate….BLOW ME!

bah to school, one week left. almost there. almost. eh, who cares. so break rolls around and i gotta deal with other stuff again. i don’t know if i feel up to it. not yet anyways. maybe after cramming for a week i’ll feel better about taking a break. cause right now, i’m just feeling like break is goign to be a black hole of time, and i’ll have to deal with home again…it was wierd, it was the first time i was home and i didn’t even feel a sense of home. i don’t feel it up here, i don’t feel it down there, nowhere is comfortable anymore. just another phase i’m sure though.

pretty soon i’ll be out of college, then what? i’ll be this highly trained cog. able to fit in anywhere in this complex american machine. an interchangable part, that can fill a hole, but be easily replaced by s cog that is in the same shape as me. my brain will be sophisticated enough to fill a void that someone has determined for me.

buzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

the incessant noise is just that….noise. noise everywhere, buzzing, moving, going, trying, having, wanting, pushing, shoving, thinking, planning, persuing, hurry hurry hurry…wait…hurry.

entertain me.

help me justify my clandestine activities, whatever they may be, i don’t even know what i keep secret anymore..

make the time go faster, anyway, anyhow, anything, i don’t care, as long as it makes me feel somewhat shocked or amused.

both of the emotions are pretty similar to me anyways.

buzzzzzzzzzzzzz

ok i’m not really that jaded right now, only sorta kinda, if i was really jaded, i would go shoot myself or soemthing, and that’s just plain vanilla flavored dumb. you might as well get stupid, because its better to be stupid than smart.

Picture This:

a chorus line of mice, with top hats and canes, swaggering onto a huge broadway type stage with lots of white round lights flashing in a chasing fashion, with huge dark red, velvety curtain slightly swaying due to the massive amount of mice . singing in a very high, yet still harmonius voice….

“One. singular sensation. every little step she takes” (doo doo doo dooo doo doo)

and as the mice happily sing their broadway melody, we pan down to the orchestra pit where mice in black suits play their tiny instruments, with the graceful ease of the greatest virtuioso to ever touch the instrument. all of them know their place, know their role among the group, and produce the perfect sound for a perfect looking chrous line of mice.

the audience is filled with little mice families, with the little boys dressed in tiny suits with miniscule red bow ties, and the girls in their pretty frilly pink dresses, with lacy white highlights, and pink bows inbetween their ears. lots of mice…with black eyes, all staring up at the stage, filled with hope, filled with aspirations of the micely kind. they may have to go face the world they created for themselves tomrrow, but at this moment, they have created a different world for themselves. it may be an escape for them, but they are mice, and mice need escapes sometiems too. They enjoy their show, and afterwards, continue on to their respective semi-circular holes from whence they came.

ok so that was just ass random, it seemed so pretty though…we all need something pretty…

Listen:
laughter stems from too much understanding.
fear stems from a lack of it.

ugh, trying to kill time, trying to get blogger working…