Friday, February 28, 2003


Into the void


I took down my story. It isn't near done and without it completed in full it can easily be taken for something it is not, or not intended to be. I need to rework a lot of it and I hadn't even posted half of it.

Writing is difficult.

Moving on, in exactly a week (minus a few hours), I will be interviewing for the clinical psychology program here at beautiful UGA. I am attempting to subvert the normal route into that particular grad school program by getting my MS in cognitive first and then jumping ship into the clinical realm. It's not as nefarious as it sounds. I feel like I'll have a better background in the rigors of experimental methodology and a better understanding of how to publish real and meaningful articles. I look at this like one of those sets of Transformers that by themselves are not that strong but when conjoined (check out the middle of that page under the TF logo, where the green construction vehicles are to see what I mean) like so many multiple siamese twins are more powerful than most other Transformers. Ignore that if you have no idea what I'm getting at...

Monday, February 17, 2003

Music


I recently acquired Interpol's new album. I like saying album even though I mean mp3s. I won't go into how I acquired it...though I'm sure you can all guess. For Xon: The subway is indeed a porno.

Anyway, I quite like it. My musical tastes have shifted of late. I am enjoying Belle and Sebastian, Interpol, And You Will Know Us By The Trail of Dead, and all manner of bluegrass/alt country such as The Gourds and Slobberbone.

What weird tastes will surface next?

You should all go out and buy all of the music these musicians make. Especially The Gourds, Trail of Dead, and Interpol. Oh, and Guster...the greatest band on Earth.

Thursday, February 13, 2003

For you, Chuck



This is for Charles...don't ask.

Seriously, don't ask.

American Idolatry



The world should be a huge musical.

The Scene:
French Class

The Cast:
Mr. Stanley
Xon
Charles
Jmac
other students

Mr. Stanley (in a low, booming bass): "Here's tonight's homeworkkkkkk!"

Class (tenor/alto): "No, Mr.Stanley, No, Mr. Stanley, NOOOOOO!"

Mr. Stanley: "HooooommmmmeeeeeWORK!"

Class (tenor/alto): "No, Mr.Stanley, No, Mr. Stanley, NOOOOOO!"

Charles (quitely, to himself in the back, falsetto and sotto voce): "Ma chameau a soif por sang!"

I can't take credit for that...it's an old joke from our HS days. Anyway.

American Idol. There is a woman named "Frenchie" who was kicked off the show for posing topless for some website somewhere. I just heard about this last night. A short trip to thesmokinggun.com and viola, information.

It seems that she posed for "Daddy's Little Girls," a website that advertised underage models (but Frenchie was over 18). People are strange. First Joe Millionaire hopeful Sarah Kozer and now this.

Do people think that their pasts won't surface or do they just not care?

Oh, and while we're on the topic: Evan Marriott posed in underwear ads. He's quite the stallion, it seems.

Heh.


HEY YOU!



Dang. If anyone out there is reading this thing besides those of you who I know are reading it (and you know who you are), drop me a comment or sumfin'. I need to be acknowledged. Love me. LOOOOOVVVVVVEEEEEE MMMMEEEEEEE!

Heh.

Seriously, I know Ortega and Chuck have read my story before...not that they ever commented on it or anything, oh no. Those of you who are reading it: I would appreciate any comments on it at all. Even if it's just a "Yeah, I read it, it sucks" type comment. Whatever.

There is more to come...it's not over yet. The show must go on. The fat lady hasn't sung. I don't see any credits rolling. The house lights haven't gone up. Sir, get back in your seat. Hey, don't step on my feet. Aw, crap...someone dropped a jujy fruit in my hair.

Tuesday, February 04, 2003

Absence makes the heart grow fonder



Ok, so it's been a while. The new semester is under way and I've been playing catch-up ever since; it's due to my almost daily activities with Xon and Chris. We eat lunch and then play pool and ping pong for an hour or two. Horsing around really puts a strain on time to do work, especially when you have no time management skills. We've also been having quite the marathon e-mail debates lately. I took two hours to answer all the needed questions just a few days ago. Posts from here on out will be random at best. I am working on my thesis and once I actually start the writing process even more of my time will be consumed by the ever increasing gluttonous monster that is graduate school. FUN!

I have some stuff I will probably post. It's not for the faint of heart. It has a point, though; I promise. Anyway.