Monthly Archives: April 2007

I want to make some kind of video. Maybe with my Trett Bomko drawings all animated with music. Too bad I don’t have an external mic, or I could do the voices, too. Man. I need to stop procrastinating. It’s like a chronic thing now. It all started when I got back on LJ. I feel more anxious when I have nothing to do. That’s why spring break was so ajnfdaofu for me. The summer after freshman year was the worst, though. I just kind of bummed around the whole time. I mean, yeah, that’s fun for the first few weeks, but after a while, you start to feel like an empty vessel. I even started taking tennis lessons because I just needed something to do. I can feel it in the air at school that it’s crunch time. AP exams, oh me, oh my. And subject tests. And then finals. And then freedom. Free. Free fallin’.

Have some music because I didn’t do Mondays Mean Music yesterday. Blog neglect is not fun for anyone.

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1. Islands – Rough Gem
2. Eels – Trouble With Dreams
3. Roy Orbison – Crying
4. Beck – Loser
5. Keane – Nothing In My Way
6. Shelby – The Golden Boy
7. Grandaddy – Lost On Yer Merry Way
8. Relient K – Let It All Out
9. The New Pornographers – The Bleeding Heart Show
10. The Weakerthans – Aside
11. Over The Rhine – Flown Free
12. F.I.R. – For Fruits Basket
13. Gabe Dixon Band – All Will Be Well

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I’m going to Borders tomorrow for Spring Break Book Extravaganza 2007. It’s not really much of an extravaganza, though, since I’m only getting two or three books off of my Amazon wishlist. Dude, when I was typing ’since,’ I typed sinx. As in sine. Speaking of sine, I should go check out what AP Central has to say about that Calc AB exam. I am afraid. Related rates? Don’t get me started on related rates. Who decided to combine math and words? I mean, the math is complicated enough, but words? Really now. Talk about making teenage hopefuls around the country die a little bit inside each time they stumble upon a problem that looks anything like related rates. And by die a little bit, I mean spontaneously combust with insides all splattered upon classroom walls. Yes, 3AM does this to me. But that’s okay, because IT’S SPRING BREAK BABY WOOO.

The Giants and their “offensive futility” is not so WOO. It’s gotten to the point where you just prepare yourself for the worst and hope that it’s just a hole and not a grave. Or worse, when it seems like it’s a grave, but it’s really not, and then everyone starts getting excited but end up making it a grave anyway. That sounds oddly familiar. Wait, listen to me. “It’s gotten to the point where you just prepare yourself for the worst…” I sound like it’s already July.

14 runs in 7 games = [flashing text]defibrillator time![/flashing text]

But hats off to Matt Cain, who, at the tender age of 22, again flirted with a no-hitter. Also, Khalil Greene must find some sick pleasure in doing well against the Giants. PLZ WIN TMRW K THX$$$.

Also! I know we’ve all been waiting for this day since June 23, 2006. Well, here it is:

 

When your team lets you down, you need music. And music you shall have with this little compilation I made called Season 2007 In Song, which features…

  1. Beck – The Golden Age
  2. Gregor Samsa – Young & Old
  3. Incubus – Drive
  4. Calexico – Cruel
  5. Embrace – Out Of Nothing
  6. Snow Patrol – Open Your Eyes
  7. Sparta – Lines In Sand
  8. Dashboard Confessional – Carve Your Heart
  9. Flogging Molly – Whistles The Wind
  10. Oasis – Cast No Shadow
  11. Christina Aguilera – The Voice Within

Download the ZIP. (Apparently, you have to sign up for a free YouSendIt account before downloading because the file’s over 20 MB. Sorry about that. I don’t mean to make your day even more obstaclely.)

Cover art: (front) / (back)

Contrary to popular belief, I am still alive. Quite alive, actually. You know why? Because it’s spring break. Spring break! Who woulda thunk it? Certainly not I. Everyday leading up to this week, I’ve been looking at that clock on the wall every five minutes and wondering to myself (sometimes aloud), “Will this madness ever end?” And when it finally did, I felt kind of sad. But then relieved. But then not so much. Things can come apart so quickly, but the flowers only bloom because spring comes apart or something like that.

You would think 15 hours of FFXII would make things okay again, but you’d be wrong. Recommended level 30? I think not. I got a 100-something chain fighting those fin-leg guys in the Nam-Yensa Sandsea, though. That was pretty exciting. Oh, and that time I found this super speedy way to integrate inverse trig equations dangling upside down above a shark tank filled with … thumbtacks and … butter. Man, what a thrill. I love spring break.

It’s an arcade. On fire. Good times.

So, it’s not Monday anymore. I was in the car this morning and suddenly remembered that I had dropped the ball. Hard. Is it actually possible to drop something hard? I guess that would be more of a chucking motion than a dropping one. Whatever it’s called, I did it. And I have a whole arsenal of excuses at my disposal, but I shan’t bore you with the obstacles of my life. At least, not today.

Let’s see, what do we have on this laptop?

I’m becoming an NBC junkie to the max. That wouldn’t be an issue if we had cable. Actually, it would. And I would also be an ESPN/Fox Sports Net/History Channel/Cartoon Network junkie. Basically, I would never leave my couch except to expel my urine and maybe go to school once in a while. Maybe.

Everyone ditched school to go to Opening Day except me. And then we got shut out. Why is Cla Meredith missing a letter in his name? I’m ready for another year of pain, suffering, and Brett Tomko’s articulation of said pain and suffering.

“They love to boo me. Now they have a reason.”

Have you ever looked at a picture and thought, “Hey, that person on the left looks a lot like that one girl!” And then you figure out, like, two months later that that girl who looked a lot like that one girl really was that one girl. And then you feel like you can do anything.

Despite your outstanding achievements in the field of excellence, it’s easy to feel inadequate in a dog-eat-dog world. But you’re you, and they’re them, so it’s all good in the end. Eatin’ good in the neighborhood.

So, how about world domination? I mean, you plot and scheme and coerce your way to the top, but what then? You control everything on the planet and all, but wouldn’t that get boring after a while? After all the free stuff and doing whatever you feel like, it would just become a hassle to keep everyone in line and crush all those rebellions (because there will be rebellions.) Yeah, you could just kill everyone who goes against you, but you’ll eventually become drunk on your own power and probably end up killing yourself. That is, if someone didn’t betray and kill you already. Taking over the world just doesn’t add up.

All that free stuff would be nice, though. Hmm.