i am on tumblr now, i will post a link later because it is still a little private. i took this photo a couple of days ago to convince this girl that we know each other. i had to guzzle down a few beers before i could take it; i hate talking pictures of myself. has anyone seen Manic?
i was just now on the verge of having a cry. ask me if you want to know, i'm not cool with everything yet. i have to write this paper. goodnight, the two people that read this.
here are five things that i spend too much time doing, in no particular order:
1. listening to music. it has happened many times; i will check the mail to find something that i have ordered. i will take it to my room and say, "i'll just listen to the first two tracks." i can lose myself in an awesome record only to find that i'm at the point where i have no time to be late. road rage ensues.
2. changing clothes. it is a bad habit of mine; i am so self conscious that it has caused me to be late. i'm thinking, "i wear too much band shirts," or "what's her name would think i'm cool if i wear this shirt." on any given morning, i am liable to change my outfit three times.
3. eating. i hate to spend money so i will try to eat as much food as possible at home. i will drive home on a forty minute break if it means that i can cram some energy down my throat. i need a job.
4. masturbating. yes, i have been late due to me jerking off and that is all i have to say.
5. sleeping. i have the most fucked up sleep schedule, it's not even funny. on a good week, i will sleep at three in the morning and wake at six thirty, three hours later. i say week because one day will affect the next. i will go home to get an hour of sleep in my bed and then haul ass back to class.
fuck your self help book; i'm all about cell phone reminders.
i've been watching a lot of drama and relationship films. i think they're the best in terms of character and bringing out the human aspect. Medacine for Melancholy was a pretty neat flick; i watched this with a friend and some really cheap wine whilst on an insomnia binge. i won't ruin it but what i got out of it was that you can't change people. the two characters truly want what they have to work out but in the end, it doesn't.
did i just say too much?
it was recommended that i watch Before Sunrise and its predecessor, Before Sunset; i couldn't stand either. "the perfect romance film," is how many had described it. essentially, the first film is about a man and a woman (i'm ruining it, fuck you), strangers who meet on a train (excuse me while i vomit into my lap), that fall in love for a day and masturbate to the egotistically intelligent things that comes out of each others mouths. the next film, Before Sunset, is pretty much the same as the last. the only difference is that there are three points of views in which you can view the ending, which is open ended.
i really want to see this film, A Quiet Little Marriage. first thoughts after watching the trailer: i love that this is something where you know a friend, or of a friend, that has been in this situation (cough, hello, cough). there are real and interesting stories out there, all you have to do is find them.
that last bit sort of leads into my latest pipe dream. i've been listening to This American Life a lot these last couple of months and i've pretty much fallen in love with the idea of being a story teller.
People can surprise you, if you watch carefully, they do it all the time.
this is the tag line for This American Life when it was a television show. i wanted to take that, my recent bout of insomnia as well, and go out late at night to talk to people. just talk. i just want to see what people are all about in the early morning house. that's the theme of the zine that i want to start: insomnia. i would bring my camera and a recorder and just walk all night. i guess i could reviews of sleep related music or film, maybe even make a mixtape if i were to go the electronic route (like if i were to make a blog). that's my new idea and i hope it comes through.
i think i done good for now. i know i didn't really talk about too much; next post, i will.
these last couple of months, it has been my eyes versus the rest of my body. some thing i have noticed:
-chafing of my eyelids -a mild development of ptosis in my left eye (lazy eyelid syndrome) -a swollen mass under my right eye
the latter being the most recent; when i close my left eye, i can see just fine except for the tiny fuzzy obstruction.
other than that, the summer has been wonderful. self confidence is at a high, surprisingly; especially in the school department (B in biotechnology and an A in genetics!). i just got really stoked on record stores again, and music in general. sound and fury coming up; summer is looking good. also, an old thing with a girl has been recently rekindled (honestly, i don't know if this is good or bad).