Nickel and Diming

Cars are expensive. My recent and future expenses, compounded by the fact that I drive a shit-ton more than the average person:

Gas. So much gas.
Oil changes. They're supposed to be every 3000 miles/3 months, but the way I drive I do it twice every three months and run more than 3000 miles between changes.
My brakes are going out. Another consequence of so much driving and my love of acceleration is the brake pads not lasting as long as they should.
I assume the tires will need replacing soon enough. I'm almost hoping for that one, as I've a spare wheel in the trunk with no tire on it and I want to move one of the old tires to the trunk before I have a blowout.

Other shit I'll be servicing when it gets warm: Middle seatbelt in the back, the rear driver's-side window again, and the fenders. They're a bit loose.

Oy ve. The machines are out to get me.

AVPR

Saw Alien Versus Predator Requiem today. I want my three bucks back. You guys seriously, seriously overhyped it. That's all I'm saying. It was a terrible movie, but not even terrible in a good way like Snakes on a Plane. It was just flat-out bloody awful.
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Visions of Treachery

Finished Fulgrim today. It was excellent. I've no clue what Brandon was non-stop bitching about. Maybe he'd care to elaborate. Best quote: "Sleep? I'll sleep when I'm dead." - Solomon Demeter

Anyway, I'm not spoiling anything. I'm just saying you should read the series. It's The Horus Heresy. Now, on to Descent of Angels!
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Vanquished!

Temporary funk over. Something about the (relative) warm and the rain has me feeling better. The usual lack of sleep and school shit isn't helping, though.

I really wish San Andreas worked. I wouldn't mind flying around listening to K-DST.

Bricks

That bit about the wall? Ignore that. I typed it at 8 am, when I'm barely functioning and rather less than sane. While it's true I tend to distance myself from people, it's nothing so extreme as to conjure the wall metaphor. More like the sort of distance you'd expect from a man who eschews emotion in favor of hard logic. Humans are really an overly emotional type. Gods forbid I should let that rub off on me.

If you haven't heard any Rodrigo y Gabriela, you should hunt it down. It's good stuff.
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Now playing: Rodrigo y Gabriela - Orion
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So Much to Say

But it's not stuff I'm willing to put on the blog, because I am not the type who really talks about this sort of thing. Why'd I craft this blog again? Oh, wait. So irony could destroy its original purpose.

Meh. Suffice to say I'm feeling numb and peculiar for a standard reason that's utterly nonstandard for me. Note to self: Don't let people get close. You might seal yourself off again. The wall construction is nearly complete, my friends.
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Now playing: The Format - Pick Me Up
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Hey, cool!

Went to Zak's party. Few people showed up, but we played some pong. I've acquired the acquired taste that is beer enough so I can drink Bud Light and not be unhappy. Lost two games in a row. Anyway, it went fairly well. One friend of his, Karen, drank way too much but nothing bad happened. I'm still a little buzzed, but I only had to drive two blocks or so. Not really worried about the influence I was under while driving those two blocks.

Anyway, birthday party for Brandon Friday night. BE THERE.

The Tally

I've asked myself and all of you. Given it some thought. Your words, rephrased in my words:

Julie's opinion: "No! Cameron! You can't leave us!"
Sara's opinion: Same as above. Less excitement.
Jimmy's opinion: Florida has an evil side. Don't let this hinge on the location alone.
Brandon's opinion: If it'll be a good learning experience, go to Florida. Location should be irrelevant in choosing this.
Nikki's opinion: I'd rather you stay here, but Jimmy's right. You've got to judge the merits yourself.
Kaitlin's opinion: Go to Florida. It'll be a good experience.
Alicia's opinion: You'd probably love Florida, but stick with the merits of the job over everything.

My opinion: I don't know that I'm ready to make a six-quarter commitment to a glass company. I'd rather do steel. Metallurgy is kinda my thing. AK would be the best choice, naturally, for three reasons:
-This is the company that inspired me to go into metals.
-They're close enough to still play D&D every Monday with Jimmy, and yet just far enough from home so that I'd have to move out. Perfect.
-I'm almost guaranteed to pick up this job. I can go into the interview and have nothing but real enthusiasm. Plus, they really need process metallurgists. That's what I want to do with my life.
My other options are Celina, which is near where Alicia lives and does aluminum (This means visits on the weekends) and Special Metals in Huntington, WV. West Virginia is a fuckin' ghetto. The whole state. The job there wouldn't be bad.

Either way, I'm sticking with metal. We metallurgists are a dying breed. Can't have one of us running off to a glass company because the ocean sparkles in just the right way. Besides, half of you told me to do it specifically for the job. The job that suits me best - the one that would have me going home every day in need of a hot shower and a good degreasing - is AK Steel. Middletown sucks, but you guys are worth it.

I really hope I get another interview before PGT calls me.
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The Flip-Side Wonders

I hear a bunch of stories about dreams and I'm always amused by them. Mine are very nearly always normal. They've got a few weird qualities, but nothing spectacularly odd. Nothing like playing a vibraphone in a pool or Mike being Travis. They're usually lucid, too. I've got full control. Last night, for example, I was at a large party in a large house (I believe both the party and the house were mine) and was enjoying myself, orchestrating the party, getting overly worried about small disasters... The shit I always do at parties. The only odd moment of the whole party: I asked somebody out. That's the weird bit. As weird as my dreams get. Hell, the real party I was at last night was stranger than the one that followed after I passed out.

I bet that means something just as far-out as any analysis on your dreams would, though.

Just thought I'd share that.
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Your Opinion, Please

Would you guys prefer that I live in Middletown? I mean, right now, the Florida job has one thing going for it and one thing only. It's in Florida. I like how they do the job, but I don't want a 7 quarter commitment. I like being in the thick of things, but I don't know that the first coop this company has done will serve me. Glass is interesting, but what I really want to get into is metals.

So gimme your opinion, yeah? Julie and Sarah have already.
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Interview'd!

Interview just happened. Went really well. Unfortunately, it's a long-term thing. I'd be the first coop the company ever hired and the second engineer. I'd be, as a college kid, responsible for pioneering the R&D department of PGT. The coop would be my whole tenure at UC and not the first two quarters. It's in Florida. They start at $12 an hour and pay for gas and housing. I don't know that I want this job. I don't know that it's worth it to get the location.

Fucking conflict. I wanted to live in Florida for six months in two chunks. This could leave me away from home for years.

Always AK. They'll hire anyone.

I am slowly becoming addicted to Dora's music.
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Six digits! Woo!

[pant, cough, sputter] Jesus!

I don't think I've ever driven that fast for that many miles in this car. I made it from the southern boundary of the Gene Snyder Freeway at the south end of the Louisville metro to my house in an hour twenty. That's an average speed of 97 miles per hour. The adrenaline rush was pretty intense.

Anyway, I broke 100,000 miles about 20 miles outside Louisville. Go me!
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Dead Tired

Went to Steve's birthday dinner last night. He didn't know I was coming. All hail pleasant surprises. I ate a full rack of ribs, a basket of fries, an ear of corn, a large hunk of garlic toast, and about a quart of sweet tea. Dinner at Mark's Feed Store is $20 for a reason.

Found a quote that I couldn't resist putting on here.

It’s the friends you can call up at four a.m. that matter.
-Marlene Dietrich

Driving to Louisville again today. Jesus. All this driving is making me tired. I'll need to get some serious sleep tonight if I want to be ready for tomorrow.

9-12:00 is class.
Two hour lunch break.
Lab at 2, where I have to finish my synthesis as fast as possible because I have an interview at 4.
After the interview I should have plenty of time to go home, change, and eat before the concert at 7.
I leave the concert, drop Kaitlin (and maybe anyone else I'm carpooling with) off so that I can go directly to Sarah's party in Covington.
Catch some sleep Saturday before a party at Zak's.
Sunday is all lab reports. I have no clue how I intend to survive.
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This is the part where I get excited.

I have an interview with PGT (The place in Florida) on Friday. I'm so excited! I can hardly wait. You guys don't understand how bad I want this job. Wish me luck, kids!
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Life in Fast Forward

Okay, I'm barely recovering from a hard weekend. Last night was without a doubt one of the hardest in a long time. Oh, I didn't drink. Didn't smoke much. Didn't sleep for 26 hours. I got to deal with people being loud, a noise complaint, being the sober guy, removal of all alcohol paraphernalia, somebody contemplating suicide. I don't really want to be the sober guy all the time, but it's been a long time since I've felt I could drink at one of these dorm parties without something bad happening. My life is a bad sitcom. The trip to Louisville was the five-minute commercial break where I could sit down, stretch my legs, and not worry about anyone or anything. My schedule this week:

Monday: I was supposed to play D&D with Jimmy but I feel like absolute balls right now. I'm not going out into that cold or driving unless I absolutely have to.
Tuesday: School. From 11-9.
Wednesday: School from 9-noon, a meeting at 1:30, and then I drive to Louisville for Steve's surprise birthday dinner at Mark's.
Thursday: School at 11, I drive Dora to Louisville (That'll mean 700+ miles on my car in one week.), and then make it back to Cincinnati in time for my 6:30 class.
Friday: Mustard Plug and The Pinstripes at The Poison Room followed by a kegger at the home of Sean/Ed/Kyle/Goldfox.

The details on that concert: 7 PM at The Poison Room, $8, featuring three amazing bands, The Frankl Project, The Pinstripes, and Mustard Plug!
Join me. You will not regret it. Seriously. I'd love it if you could be there.

In other news, got my hands on a pack of Lucky Strikes. Jesus Christ. There's just nothing else to say. God damn. Brutal. Gangster with an R. God damn.

So, uh... Here's to not dying. Let's hope I can keep it up.
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That was awesome.

Went to Louisville for Steve's birthday. Got trashed. NO DRAMA.
I forgot what it felt like. Really. I did. The count: One Youngling lager, one Sam Adams Winter Lager, one Killian's Irish Red, one Miller High Life, two shots of Heaven Hill vodka, two mint shots consisting of peppermint schnapps and chocolate syrup, one shot of Wild Turkey (101 proof) mixed into a can of Coke.

Nothing bad happened. I just got fucked up and then Nikki drove to Louisville Hall and I crashed on Mike's couch. Woke up feeling great. The only bad thing is that my new piercing took some abuse when Steve shook my head to mix the mint shot. I think it might be really infected. Meh.

Tomorrow is MLK day. I think I'm gonna go to hell in style and celebrate with fried chicken. If only I could buy myself a forty of malt liquor... :D

Going to Louisville again this week. Twice. One is a surprise dinner at Mark's Feed Store on Wednesday. Dora needed a ride Thursday and offered to pay for gas if I had the time. Life is grand, people. It really is. I couldn't be happier.
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Bit of a Party

So Meagan and I have resolved our differences. It's impossible to stay mad at something so cute. Not cute in the rapist way, cute in the little kid on acid way. Preverts...

Anyway, she had a party. It went pretty well, methinks. Got kinda loud. Got a noise complaint. Got over it.

As time goes on I get more tired and more happy. If I can fix that first bit, life will be perfect.
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Hell of a Week

Kraut sent me an image today. I almost shit myself from the sheer awesomeness of it.
Holy living fuck! Yes!

Also, I apologized to Meagan. I have been forgiven.

Chilling with Dora and her crew the last couple days has been primo.

So has Marissa's visit to Cincinnati. She'll be here to stay by February 12.

I'm a big fan of this song. I always liked Gershwin's fusion of classical and jazz.

All of these things have put me in a better mood than I've been in for a while. I was getting really apathetic for a while there and kinda snapped last week, but it's all swinging back into focus. Here's hoping Stevo's party continues the upward swing.
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Every New Beginning

Comes from some other beginning's end.
Gold star if you can name the song.
Been a while since I gave a summary post. Here's what's up in the world of Cameron:

Wednesday I went to see "Across the Universe" with Marissa and decided that so long as bad luck didn't fuck me, I'd do what I could to fix things. I'd admit I was wrong. I'd talk to her. I'd try to arrange something in person. I fucked up, and I've been pretending but honestly I've felt like shit the whole week. Unfortunately, we were never online at the same time because I was busy this week. With any luck waiting longer than I had to didn't completely destroy anything we had left, but maybe we can still salvage this. Meagan, I'm sorry. I seriously fucked up. Is there any way I can make it up to you?

As soon as I alienated one friend, I managed to pick another up. I've been losing sleep IMing Dora for the last couple nights. [Sidenote to Brandon - Yep. Friend. No more, no less.] It's really interesting talking to people who aren't aware you're a dick and don't believe you when you tell them. Went to a movie with her and Blair last night. It was a good adventure and despite being up to the retard hours of the night (Again!) I'm feeling okay. Sleeping this little will kill me eventually.

Tomorrow is the run to Stevo's. I know Nikki's in, but I still lack a verdict on Meagan and Sarah. With any luck they'll be in and the grand adventure will work spectacularly. Happy fuckin' birthday, man.

NEW MUSIKS

In addition to the aforementioned "45:33" by LCD Soundsystem, I also got my hands on four other albums. They are:

Gershwin's "Rhapsody in Blue" and "An American in Paris" from CSO
Billy Idol's Greatest Hits
Meat Loaf's "Bat Out of Hell III: The Monster is Loose"
Mutemath's self-titled.
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Hey, James Murphy fans!

Just got my hands on the whole of LCD Soundsystem's "45:33." If you want it, let me know. It's a roughly 46 minute dance track James Murphy made for Nike in 2006.
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The job hunt begins!

Logged into PlacePro today to see what jobs I had available. The big three I liked were AK Steel in Middletown, Ohio; Celina Aluminum Precision Technology, Inc. in Celina, Ohio; and Progressive Glass Technologies in Venice, Florida. I also might end up working a job in Huntington, West Virginia. The fifth possibility is General Cable. That'd stick me in Indianapolis. GC is polymers, though, so I'm not really interested. Celina would suck because it's in Mercer County. That's roughly in the middle of nowhere, about 20 miles from where Alicia lives. The reason I like Progressive Glass despite it not being metals is the location. It's in Florida on the Gulf coast and it says in the job description they pay for my transport to and from Florida and my housing once I get there. I might have to run south and leave you all behind. If I end up at AK Steel I'll be a mere 30 miles north of here, so you guys will still see me frequently. I dunno. Now it just depends on how the interviews go.

Wish me luck, kids.
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Je ne sais pas.

I think I'm going to pick up my old goals of learning Mexican Spanish and Quebecois French. The problem is that the best way to learn a language is immersion. I own no passport and haven't the time or money to go live in Mexico or Quebec for a few months.

I suppose I could learn Spanish in Boone County, though. :-D

You ever feel like the American educational system has failed you by not making fluency in a second language mandatory for graduation?
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It's Funny...

I'm not angry at all. Only reason I'm sticking out the whole week is because I said a week and dammit, that means seven days. I didn't think that one out very well. Oh, well. At least the prognosis is getting better.

Also, I spilled some reagents on my hands in lab today. Now one of them smells like almonds. That means I've soaked my hand in cyanide! Yay! This can't possibly be good news. Step one: Don't die! Step two: There is no step two! Fortunately, aqueous solutions of cyanide (Like the sodium cyanide solution I spilled on myself today) aren't readily absorbed through the skin.
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Updates!

D&D with Jimmy tonight. w00t

New piercing. Also w00t

I was thinking, and this isn't the first stupid feud with Meagan. Oh, this is the worst by far but it's happened twice before. She just doesn't remember because those days didn't come back with the rest of her memories. All of them are over the same shit, too. Baffling, isn't it? Not really, no. Not if you think about it. It's amazing that it ever worked out at all if you really stop to think about it. Sometimes it seems like the only thing we have in common is the fierce pride that keeps us from resolving these issues.

I think I'm gonna re-read The Stranger by Albert Camus. I highly recommend it if you like existentialism.

Marissa's coming to Cincinnati to apartment shop. She lives in New York so I never get to see her these days. I'm grabbing her from the airport tomorrow around noon. Three w00ts in one post!
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FYI

So Meagan wrote the angry post I expected. Figured my reply was relevant to all of you. You kinda deserve to know.

"Meagan, it's always been an act. I've been doing the good guy thing for probably a year only because Emily convinced me it was the right thing to do. Last night you met me. That was all me. No act, no bullshit. That's how I really am. I am not a nice guy. I am not a good person. If I'm going to apologize for anything it's for deceiving you and everyone else for so long. Of our little horde only Brandon has been around long enough to really know who I am. I can only put up an act for so long before I have to be myself again. Now you know. I'm blunt and brutal but the last thing I'll ever be is honest."

Now that I think about it, it's been probably two years. Sometime early 2006. I've been pretending for far too long.

And you know what? I'm not going to apologize. I'm not sorry for what I did and an apology would just be another damn lie. It might kill the friendship. It might ruin everything. I might lose all the people I hang out with the most. But it isn't likely and I'd get used to it if it happened. On principle I'd rather it all fall apart than mend anything based on a false apology. Friendships based on lies are transitory and always come to a messy end years before you want them to. If this is going to work out, it'll have to be real. For once, it needs to be real.

And that's the story. I don't even trust myself. Please, don't make the mistake of trusting me. It won't get you anywhere. I think that's why I've got to periodically push people away. Can't have anyone getting close. It's not good for them.
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One Week Vacation

For probably six months I've been the go-to guy. The man who would happily rescue anyone from any situation for any reason. I didn't do it for recognition or reputation or personal gain. I did it because it was the right thing to do. Unfortunately, it's made me feel like being people's friend is my job. I'm taking a week's vacation from this unpaid job of mine. If you've got issues, find another shoulder to cry on. If you need a ride, call somebody else. If you need help of any kind whatsoever between now and Saturday, I kindly direct you to fuck yourself silly. I hate kids. I don't ever want to have them. When my friends start acting like children I can only take it for so long.

I blew up on Meagan with this one today. I was finally tired of her being eighteen but acting like she's five. In a week I'll be able to deal with it again but in the meantime I'm going to be the way I was in high school. I will be a pure, unrestrained dick. I'll do or say what pleases me because I can and because I know I'll get away with it. I made Meagan cry tonight, and you know what? It felt good. It's been so long since I've actually made someone cry on purpose that I forgot how good it felt. It's beautiful. It's wondrous. It makes me wonder what the hell I'm doing being the nice guy.

So that's it. That's all I ask for. I want one week every six months where I can be simply, blissfully hateful. I'm going to take that whether you want me to or not. This is mostly a warning. On Saturday if you want anything, and I mean anything, I'll be happy to help you. Until then, find a nice masturbatorium and fuck yourself.

You're right, Brandon, you're right. It really is nice to tell people to shove it sometimes. It's been so long I forgot what it was like.
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First Five

Surprisingly enough, the first week of school went remarkably well. My various demands of myself were more or less satisfied, my car fixed itself, and the two classes I missed were the professor and not me. Man had the flu. Going to a party with Alicia tonight. Should go well enough. Might drink for old time's sake but I won't feel it.

Hey, does anyone have a black bandanna I can jack? Figured I'd ask before I had to buy one.
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What the Fuck!?

So the climate control lights in my car have never worked. In theory, the dials should glow red when the headlights are on but aside from one peculiar fifteen-minute burst in November they never have. They worked on the drive home from Meagan's tonight, though. I turned the car on and off, fucked with things, poked shit. They don't go out when they shouldn't. Works fine. I have no idea what the deal is but I hope it stays fixed.

Also, Brandon made a comment about reacting violently to any drama that came his way. Unfortunately for him, drama follows us all for different reasons.
I'm helpful by nature. I draw in people with issues because they know they can call me and I'll always be there.
Meagan is an alcoholic party machine.
Julie tends to change guys fairly often.
Brandon is a horny creepster.
Nikki is, by nature, extremely unstable. Mike seems to be helping with that, though.
Kaitlin tends toward depression for some reason and is allergic to damn near everything.
I'm not entirely sure what's up with Joey sometimes.
Ryan's a mopester by default.
Fifthe pursues the bad ideas many of us discard because he's really excited all the time.
Sarah, uh... I think she disappeared.
There is no escaping the drama, people. The best you can hope for is that it's quick and not so painful.
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In a Rut

School's started again and I'm in a rut. It's not really a bad rut, though. After the long December it's nice to chill out and be alone all day every day. I don't really have friends at UC so I'm alone in a classroom full of people and I'm not complaining. I used to worry about it more but I'm used to it now. Maybe it's just that I'm on call so often as the guy who's willing to help out with anything that I've forgotten what it feels like to really be alone. It's nice. You should try it sometime.

I think I'm going to a party Friday. My first generic party at UC and it's five days after I've given up alcohol and tobacco. Ironic, isn't it? Meh. I'm sure more will come.
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Bad Plans and Shiny Days

I don't really need an update but I figure you're bored and like to read shit to pass the time.

Awesome weather today. I wish it would never change. First day of class went pretty well, too. I paid progressively less attention as the day went on, though.
Stopped by Micro Center. Place is magic.

Marissa's visiting next week! She's a friend from UC who transfered to John Jay in NYC and is coming back. She lives in Long Island so I don't see her too often. w00t! A shindig may be in order.

I've also got two adventures to plan. Adventure 1 is a quick run to Ann Arbor. I can do that any weekend so it doesn't actually take much planning. Adventure 2 is a bit more complicated but I've got the basics worked out. I'm driving to New York for St. Patrick's day. Gonna park at Bard and visit Sonoka and ride the train into Manhattan. Should be pretty sweet. I think Kraut and Courtney are in on it, but I'll have to talk to them. Judging by the spring breaks it's probably impossible for this trip to happen as scheduled and either way Brandon and I are on different weeks so I'm not particularly optimistic. Meh

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The Schedule

This is my winter quarter schedule, for anyone who gives a fuck!

Materials/Energy Balance - 9:00-9:50 MWF
Mechanics 1 10:00-10:50 MWF, 2:00-5:00 M
Organic Chemistry - 11:00-11:50 MTWH
Organic Chemistry Lab - 2:00-5:30 TF
Calculus IV - 6:30-8:45 TH

What this means: I have a 2 hour lunch break from noon to two Monday and Tuesday and from eleven to two on Friday. I get off at noon on Wednesday and have a break from noon to 6:30 on Thursday. I'm free after 5 Monday and Friday and usually earlier on Friday because labs never last long. I'm free around nine Tuesday and Thursday.

By default this schedule excludes my participation in Acoustic Brew, which didn't ever work out for most of you last quarter anyway. Also, I'm at school a lot later than normal most nights. Wednesday is my new free night. Fortunately I'm not due in until 11 two days of the week.
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Reactionary

It's about time for school to start back. This means a couple important things:
Until further notice, I'm done drinking. End of story. If I decide things are going well I might get a little buzzed on the weekends but the last month was, compared to how things usually go, decadent and unhealthy. Same goes with smoking and staying up to the retard hours of the morning. This shit's gonna kill me and I need to be alive to pass my classes.
Phone's gonna be on silent on weeknights from now on, too. If you call or text at 3 AM on a Tuesday I'll be asleep and won't hear it.
Probably won't get those two other piercings. The reason I wanted to get it done at the beginning of the break is so I'd have them healed before I started interviewing. I don't know if I can keep them in for job interviews and it's unwise to remove them before six weeks.
It's gonna be interesting, and probably not in a good way. Peace out, kids.
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Now playing: LCD Soundsystem - All My Friends
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So Much for the Movies

We didn't watch any of them. People didn't get as drunk as usual, either. Well, some people. Suppose it was a decent end to my winter break.

Weirdest trip to Perkins ever. Ever.

I DON'T WANT TO GO TO SCHOOL TOMORROW!

Music Blag!

Got some new musics!

From the library:
Young Modern by Silverchair
Out of Line by The Servant
Voxtrot by Voxtrot
Alright, Still by Lily Allen

I also raided Jimmy's hard drive. I'm not sure what I got from him but I know it includes The Vandals and Harvey Danger.

Also got a gig or more of codicies and other GW publications.
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Now playing: Straight Lines - Silverchair
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Old Verse

I don't have as much to say to this thing as I did when I first got it, so I'm gonna start chucking in things I've written in the past. Old poetry, short stories, etc. Figure it'll give you guys a reason to keep reading and maybe I'll get some helpful comments for when I decide to start writing again. The first thing is a series of poems called "The Misanthrope Beat." Every one has a story and a person in mind. Comment comment comment, kids.
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The Misanthrope Beat

I
“The Big Idea”

I try to think
well
of you

but you’re only human
and will
never be good enough

for me.

II
“Every Time”

I stay detached
but you follow

I shelter myself from you
but I can’t get away

You’re seeking me
and I try to get you off
but you can’t seem to get
the beautiful meaning
of “one-night stand”

Trust me, you don’t want me

We’re better off unknown
alone
far, far apart.

III
“Stop!”

This is it!
Let go,
Release me,
Set me free
from your wench ways.
If you do not end the constant
hugging
in the next three seconds,
I’m going to throw you off.
The warm look
on your face
pulled from some joy of touching me
will be terminated.
Let me go, or I will drop you.
Three, two…

IV
“Clockstopper”

I will watch
your clocks
like a bureaucrat
(me)
chasing
his dream
(you.)

I will stand
in
your yard
singing a song
that will make
you
love me.

Please, baby,
lift the restraining order.

V
“Internet Video”

There
are few worse
feelings
than
watching
a video
of a
bad decision
that you
don’t
remember
making.

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Now playing: Badly Drawn Boy - You Were Right
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That was... odd.

Interesting start to the new year, to say the least. The party went well enough. Ran into Jesse, Dora, Blair, Courtney, Andrew, Chibi, Emily, Courtney's new guy, and a girl I didn't know. Got shit from them for listening to Fall Out Boy. Meh. It wasn't particularly interesting but I didn't expect it to be. The interesting part came around 3:30.

Got a series of texts and a call from Jesus. He sounded worried. You know the shit has hit the fan when the hippie sounds worried. Turns out Julie was having some issues with a dude called Abe and she and Meagan needed urgent extraction. No problemo. We returned to Emily's and things calmed down. Julie kept apologizing and tossed a bunch of singles into my back seat. If you read this, you paid for half of Meagan's lunch. :) I'll never understand why people apologize or assume they're burdens when they have problems and i come to help. You guys are my friends and I'd move a mountain for you just because you wanted a shiny rock at the bottom.
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Now playing: Datarock - Princess
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