Monday, August 09, 2004
FUCk
fuck, summer is ending. did it ever begin? there are so many people i wish i could tell how much i love them and how much they mean to me, and have meant to me over the years. Glaghhhhh. ok guys. this is it. this is my last blog entry. tear. not really. i meant not really for the tear, not not really for the ending of this blog. agdlfk. i dont want to get over you. time. slow it down. speed it up. sorry if i was a horrible person to anyone reading this. truly, i mean it....i'm sorry. college. what bullshit. "a mans attitude determines to a larger extent how his life will be"-mullholand drive. hmmmmm. so soon. there's nothing wrong with me. this isn't about me or you. kag;hsh. goodbye blogger.blogspot.blogginsberg. move on.move on.move on. etc. etc. etc. etc.
Friday, July 23, 2004
now youre all gone, got your makeup on, and youre not coming back
So Patrick had another seizure, Napolean Dynamite is funny, Im going to Chicago in two days, barrett has a really bad tan, i'm in a band called foreplay(making fun of coldplay, and all of our songs are about sex, and there are four of us) and the guy said it was tan and tope. weird....isn't it? All hell is breaking loose in my house right now as the wedding draws near. There's nothing i enjoy more than getting text messages on my cell phone. I think i'm going to quit this blog business soon. Not yet though. Pictures really are worth a thousand words. im not too concerned. any other opinions?????
Wednesday, July 21, 2004
Everything will be alright
Oh shit, THE KILLERS new cd rocks my world. I've seen anchorman three times now, yes it's that good. My sister gets married in three days, i've seen some of the things that she's getting for her bachelorette party and it's gross. Today i got the first season of six feet under essentially for free. CD Warehouse in Franklin sucks, don't go there. I went to orientation and had the worst time of my life....ever. Luckily the guy i roomed with was very nice, although he had an alarm clock that made a loud ticking sound with every second that passed. It was storming but it was beautiful. Right now barrett and cooper and ben are floating down the harpeth river, maybe i'll see them again?! Patrick is at camp, doing it WetHotAmericanSummer style. So speaking of wet and hot, tonight i'm going on a double date with tyler, claire, katie, and myself.....yep, katie and tyler are brother and sister......wierd. Anyway, i'm going to Chicago on sunday, so no i wont be seeing Muse, Cursive, Interpol, and the Cure live....funny, the one good concert this summer and i wont be here for it. but it's just the price i pay. i'm sorry for time.
Monday, July 05, 2004
if we can land a man on the moon then surley i can win your heart
i enjoyed anders party. i think steffi gets the purple heart for the night. spiderman two is good. my sisters birthdays were last week. yesterday was july fourth. we set off fireworks. i mean that in more than one way, it's like an analogy. i played chess today with barrett and lost. i love the nineties is airing next week, holy shit(i just realized how awesome that is). on friday barrett and i are going to see anchorman with Kellen Moore and Denton Kasey; two guys that, according to social status, are way too cool to hang out with losers like barrett and i. i saw the magnetic fields in st. louis a few days ago, stephen merritt is so cool with his head hung low, hitting un-godly notes in between puffs of smoke. i,too, wanted to smoke so i bought a pack of cigarettes, which i later sold to john baxter for three dollars....or was it four? i just played snood for an hour and forgot i was typing this up, so here i am to conclude it. me without you, the band, played tonight and i would like to have seen them but i'm poor and noone else really wants to go. i think i might take a nap....or play some more snood. so what difference does it make?
if we can land a man on the moon then surley i can win your heart
i enjoyed anders party. i think steffi gets the purple heart for the night. spiderman two is good. my sisters birthdays were last week. yesterday was july fourth. we set off fireworks. i mean that in more than one way, it's like an analogy. i played chess today with barrett and lost. i love the nineties is airing next week, holy shit(i just realized how awesome that is). on friday barrett and i are going to see anchorman with Kellen Moore and Denton Kasey; two guys that, according to social status, are way too cool to hang out with losers like barrett and i. i saw the magnetic fields in st. louis a few days ago, stephen merritt is so cool with his head hung low, hitting un-godly notes in between puffs of smoke. i,too, wanted to smoke so i bought a pack of cigarettes, which i later sold to john baxter for three dollars....or was it four? i just played snood for an hour and forgot i was typing this up, so here i am to conclude it. me without you, the band, played tonight and i would like to have seen them but i'm poor and noone else really wants to go. i think i might take a nap....or play some more snood. so what difference does it make?
Friday, June 25, 2004
lysergic bliss
so here i sit in my hotel room on my first of two trips to st. louis, i'll be back here in three days for a magnetic fields concert. this trip, however, is the last trip my mother, my sisters, and i will go on before samantha gets married in july. barrett got a bow and arrow and i shot it and i felt like a legolas bad ass, even though i was terrible at it and a bad ass is the last thing i am. i think i liked dodgeball a lot more than most people. i went to the budweiser brewery today and got to sample some free beer! last night we were at a cardinals-cubs baseball game and there were these two drunk guys yelling at each other over some stupid baseball shit and they kept saying to each other "shut the fuck up" and stuff like that, it was very amusing to watch twenty year old men with too much beer in them try and prove their masculinity. then one of the guys tried to hit on my sister and it was awkward and wierd and we left shortly after that. being here with my family is really nice, i'm friends with people that say they hate their family and stuff and i'm lucky to say that for the most part i really do love my sisters and my mom. i can't wait to get home on sunday and see you before you leave again. always out the door, always on the go, it's not your fault, i know. chrissy kissed the corpse.
Wednesday, June 16, 2004
All These People Drinking Lovers Spit
WOOOOOOOOO this summer has been crazy. NON STOP. I don't mind it though. Fourth Season of Six feet Under is sweet. Fifth season of the Sopranos was sweet. i'm really optomistic right now about things. i have a girlfriend. i think. i really like her. she makes me feel good about myself. i'm in a new band with a ton of random people. disney world wasn't all that bad except for the use of the "n" word and the word "fagget" used so elequently by my uncle. Super Size Me is a good film. i cant wait till Farenheit 9/11. i've been working a lot. my girlfriend plays softball. she is good. i think. she is my friends sister. that happens a lot to me. i don't want to be the one to fuck this up.
Friday, June 04, 2004
give up
So i'm leaving tonight to go to disney world for a week but i will have my laptop with me so i'll probably be posting just to fight the boredom. the movie Open Water makes me want to crap in my pants, seriously scary. i went out with a girl and another girl yesterday we had fun and watched the virgin suicides and went to hillsboro village and listened to 20 bagillion cd's. i'm not looking forward to the next couple of days. but what is time? it should be over before i know it, right? all of my friends have live journals and i feel left out because i'm over here in blogland. i'm not going to conform though. harry potter comes out today, the third and fourth books are my favorites, so i'm interested to see them in cinema form. it's too bad we can't stay and enjoy the view, we'll see you again soon. i suck at pool, just hit the white one. hopefully tyler and i will be invited to go to another bon fire when i get back in town.

catcher in the rye
naked in baghdad
hot fuss
either/or
love is hell
six feet under
the simpsons