Monday, March 31, 2008

I Misplaced My Flux Capacitor

What I would do sometimes to be able to go back in time, just to maybe make things normal.

It's an odd thing. The progression of time. I was thinking on my way back from dropping Karla off at the T, and I realized I don't remember a damn thing in my life. Rather, only renders of certain things. For example, actually, I don't remember anything really.

Yeah forget it. I fucking can't even remember the shit that I right down in this god damn blog. Half the time I don't even know why I write that stuff. There are serious posts, I guess you could say and shit I write when I'm high. I've recently stopped writing high.

Christ this is just me rambling on now. Fuck it.

Oh might I add. I feel like I'm losing the closeness I have with Wazoo. Shitty sentence but meh.

Sunday, March 30, 2008

A Welcomed Guest Just Walks Right Out

Today could be swell. But who knows. All there is to do is wait for a voice. It was a nice attempt for recovery.

Monday, March 24, 2008

OK! Fine You Got Me. That Pregnancy WAS Intentional.

So those Polaroids I "took" I guess you could say, have really sparked an interest in continuing to keep making more. What I want to do from here though is manipulate it even more!
For example, take the polaroid, and cut off the white boarder, peel off the plastic protector and use the chemical as a paint and the polaroid as my canvas. It will take a long while to understand how to get sweet ass colors, but it will be worth it.

This is Part 1

Part 2.

Sorry that they are too smalls.

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

Uncovered Obsessions

I just found a little something I wrote back in December, and I don't remember writing this thing at all. Kinda interesting stuff. It's not going to be shared, yet. Maybe in the next who knows when, but by then I may not even write here anymore. Yeh side tracked.

Umm. I've been playing Brawl a lot so yeah less posting here, but it's ok it's time well wasted I would say. I've recently stopped playing WoW for some time, don't really know why but I have. It will creep back into me and waste more time-in a good way.

Oh shit! I had some leftover Polaroid 600 film because I don't have a compatible camera. So I just took the pictures and pushed the chemicals on to the film so it makes these sweet ass abstract prints/photos/what have you. I need go to the high school and scan them in.

This seemed forced? I don't know why.

Monday, March 17, 2008

Yellow Bandana. Pink #12 Shirt. Sorry Patrick, No Green For You.

All I have to say is, today was quite the day. Saw some old buddies in the Bostonian area. Hung around with friends I normally don't hang around with much which should change.

I saw people. That's all that happened. But it seemed just felt like a much greater experience. Let's make that happen some more. Shall we?

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Sepia Is The Only Shade In Your Hair

The rest is left for everyone else to make their own assumptions. Just don't do anything stupid because you're a great person. That's all I ask of you.

Saturday, March 8, 2008


No I fucking didn't you piece of shit. Who that fuck comes up with that shit?

Thursday, March 6, 2008

Gamble With Energy

So a while ago, last summer actually, I bought roughly 58 shares of Yingli Green Energy Hold. Co. Ltd. It was about $14/share and it went up over time. Near the end of last year the stock had hit its 52-week high of about $41/share. I completely forgot about it and now it's at $17.05

God damnit. I need to take advantage of my portfolio and just rip shit up with it.

Monday, March 3, 2008

That Hat Really Brings Your Ass Out

Yeah, I made the holes in my ears bigger today. 6g, I don't know how much bigger I'll make them...I'm sort of tempted to go bigger but then again, no. Well I guess it depends on what color the gauges are. Plain old stainless steel is LAME SAUSAGE! I need some bad ass colors or something.

Today was fucking weird but in a great awesome way.

Wake up at 930 or so, and decide not to go to class because it would be a waste of gas and time. Went to Newbs with Brie. We talked about weird annoying people that we hate and also about cool awesome people that rule. Those of you should know who they be.

On the way there I saw a crap load of people randomly it was kinda sweet. Saw one of my loves drive by, we waved, I felt great. We drove on. The china man sped by as well I laughed because he's awesome.

Got two new vinyls today as well:
Wolf Eyes - Solo
Hot Chip - Made In The Dark

I've been getting really into Wolf Eyes lately. It's just drone-noise-ambient trash. It's so fucking weird and gives me the chills a lot but I love it to death. I need more bands like this.

On the way back I see Douglas walking on 27. What the fuck!? IT WAS LEGENDARY.

I think it's interesting how this is turning into sort of journal entries. Hmmm I don't know how I feel about that.

Sunday, March 2, 2008

"Orthopedic Magic," Replied Dale Davis

A weekend that will stick out like nothing else until...well either another bad ass weekend or the summer or something 'ruther. I got a glimpse of college I guess you could say. It was rad. No scratch that, fucking epic. Spending the weekend at Skidmore with Jamie, Thomas and Sakes was pretty fucking lepic.

The drive was fucking crazy. Driving into a storm is not highly suggested but well worth it. The drive there due to snow was probably around 5ish hours when it should have taken around 3? If we left any later than 7, I think we would have died, but again well worth it.

As soon as we get there we see J, in shorts and dressed as if he were ready to go to Wimbledon. Shorts, high socks, polo shirt, and to top it all off, a sweater over his shoulders. Oh yeah he was drunk and it was amazing.

During this weekend there was much recreating. Tried some AK, though it did not flow perfectly to where it was meant to go, I guess I still got a small taste. I definitely need to try some in it's pure form, untouched perfection. During the AK trials it came to a halt due to reasons disclosed by people. And it was then continued in Jamie's dorm.

Dale Davis, Dale Davis' Dad, Jeff Cutter, Alexander Grambell, and many others made phenomenal appearances through the night. Mind you these were not brought up by Jamie, but fucking Josh Gladstone. Kid is so amazingly epic and legendary. Jamie's stupid great random blurt outs stuck to the people of Skidmore and it's comforting. They are real people. Everyone there is completely real, no mannequins.

Saturday started like it should. Up at around noonish, grab some eatables at the D-hall. Talk about awesome shit. And then...we went to work out. I worked out. I WORKED OUT. WHOAAA. When does that happen? Never, but I'll be honest it felt great, even though I was just on a bike for forty-five minutes pushing 110+ RPM BABY! My ass hurt a crap load afterwords, and actually it still does...damnit.

Some stuff happened later on, we got food talked more. Good classic Wazoo shit. It became night as it always happened and well some jungles were concocted and some people became loose and such. We ended up going to some random house party that was pretty insane. I met and fell in love with a beautiful piece of blown glass, only to have her taken away from me, because her attractive girlfriend wanted it back. And it continued outside the room. Cloud nine was in effect and I was given an alter ego by sakes. I now went to Harvard, and was in the computer science college. It was fun and what not.

Red hair then filled the room. Sitting in a chair, classy, cute, adorable, and just awesome and mad cool. I guess now you could say I have created my own four. I call it M.O.K.Z. Hmmm...doesn't sound great but I'm sure there is a combination that sounds somewhat enticing. I feel like I could just rant and rant about this. Maybe I should? I don't know let's keep it cool for now. I shouldn't make this into a huge blank joke, because there is nothing to be made of it. Knowing myself though it will most likely turn into a blank joke, except there are too many syllables to make it flow. Now I'm just ranting...Damnit.

After that died down we then headed to another party on campus. Reaves B to be exact (why did I even say that?) There was nothing going on at first but then more and more people came as was expected. I decided to drink, why the hell not right? Even after I was altered, beer still tasted like balls glazed with baking powder. Played some games of flip cup against O. It was
grand. Some more recreating was done and more flipping as well. It came to an end and I was still in hopes of a session of cuddle or something. Sad I know, but hey I can dream and fuck it I will. Nothing though but it was ok, because Michigan is always in the palm of my hands.

Michigan is always in the palm of my hands. Always.

On the way back as we were getting off the New York Thruway to get onto the mass pike, we were stopped by five state troopers. On the exit to get off they were stopping everyone checking licences and registration and such. They asked if we drank or smoked in the past 24 hours. Oh no officer we are just hung over or burnt out of our minds. Sounds good! And off we went to our homes.

All in all it was a great weekend and I want to experience it again and again and again and again for ever. I want to enjoy myself like I did this weekend more and more. This was long...