i walked around in the rain for a couple hours listening to this cd i made for christmas (not mine, yet i tend to love the mixes i make people. possibly more than they enjoy them.) i hope i don’t get sick from getting soaked in the rain. it was, however, thoroughly enjoyable, walking in the rain listening to music:

1-highanddry*radiohead 2-copilotsofthelcdscreen*therevolutionaryhydra 3-nevermeant*americanfootball 4-apremptedextinction*magneticbicyclecraft 5-lastgoodbye*jeffbuckley 6-tonightiwillretire*damienjurado 7-trailertrash*modestmouse 8-snowfall*thehalobenders 9-theiceofboston*thedismembermentplan 10-santaclaws*vermont 11-assassinationonchristmaseve*archersofloaf 12-12.23.95*jimmyeatworld 13-christmassong*thefirebirdband 14-onfire*sebadoh 15-spiderinthesnow*thedismembermentplan 16-presidents*ratcathogan

time for some decaf and more rain.

sic transit gloria. glory fades.:

look at me. i’m up before 1 today. actually, for some strange reason i got up before 11 today, 1045 to be exact. it looks cold and dark outside, like those rainy days in northern california. i remember waking up and going to grade school while it was still dark out, the sun wouldn’t rise until 7 or so. when it did come up, it was just a haze of gray clouds and fog. we couldn’t go outside because it was raining, so we’d stay inside and play heads up, 7-up for p.e. and at recess. i, for one, didn’t like playing the game all the time, so would sit and try and find something else to occupy my time.

i’m in a dilemma over rent money, as in, i don’t have enough. i wrote a check to my landlord covering part of my roommates money, and then one of them left for japan without getting me a rent check. sure, she’ll be back before the end of the year, but unless you have $400 bucks i could borrow until then, i’d say it’s going to be a sad, sad christmas.

speaking of sad christmas’s, my sister isn’t spending christmas with us this year, she’s staying in stinky old l.a. this year. i talked to my mom yesterday and she said we (mom, dad, brother, and me) would just go to las vegas. i don’t know how depressing that would be to watch old people gamble on christmas day, but i can get a pretty good idea. it’s a change from conventional christmas though, and might be enough activity to keep me so busy i won’t even notice how sad it is. oh well.

there’s a feeling from ada to irene*:

i was wrong in thinking i was going out. instead, we stayed in and ate. we walked to the store in some cold, cold air. i said i wish it was snowing. i wish it was, the snow that was around today didn’t stick. really i don’t care for blizzard weather, but it might of been nice if we had a bit o’ snow.

we got back from the store and got miguel a cookin’. we had some damn good food, thanks to him. alisha and i helped a bit too and ate it while (i’m not proud to say) watching varsity blues.

i realized that there are quite a few movies i need to see. seeing as money is low, i think i’ll opt to rent movies every other day while in california and catch up there, although i do plan on finishing up a few books while there too. i wanted to see godard’s breathless, (not the crappy richard gere version), and some either godard films in addition to some truffaut films. i enjoyed the 400 blows a lot, leaud was awesome in truffaut’s flicks.

whoa. exorcist III is on.

[*indicates this one should be easy]

napster hates me now for some reason. it just won’t connect. running with my dvd kick for the past few days, i watched one of my all-time favorite movies, rushmore today. and when i was done, alisha and i watched the commentary too. i take my last post back about only a few people making me want to do things - wes anderson and owen wilson should definitely be added to the list.

it’s been such a lazy day, but i think it’s better that i stay inside, because it was snowing earlier today, and i enoyed the view from the window as i talked to my mother. i will however, go out tonight i think, to make baked goods. i’m going to keep posting bmp’s haiku’s until someone tells me to stop.

haiku.

consider the girl.
is her hair dyed? are those real?
i really don’t care.

because i rarely ever go to sleep before 4 am these days (and subsequently wake up well after noon), i watched half of the commentary by ed norton on keeping the faith tonight, and i watched all the interviews on the high fidelity dvd. there’s few people that make me want to do things: listening to stephen frears talk about directing and john cusack acting make me want to make a movie, hearing glossary play music makes me want to make music, and reading david eggers and nick hornby make me want to write a book.

for some reason, @home is down, so i’m on a 28.8 connection right now. the regular cable keeps going out too, which i guess makes some sort of sense.

i went to the pier this afternoon and had some clam chowder with glenn. we hung out and eventually ended up at sonic boom, where we both spent much too much money. he walked out with some johnny cash, death cab, and something else that i can’t very well remember. i bought a grace the jeff buckley album, and some used records - kind of like spitting, a damien jurado 7″ (trampoline!), a re-purchase of dub narcotic’s boot party (’cause for the life of me i can’t find my old one), and a 4 lp set of stevie wonder. i was happy with that.

i’ve gotten 1 (one) christmas present made. i need to bust some ass pretty soon here.

also i finally got an email from brandon, and i was going to post one of his haiku’s here, but i’ll save that for tomorrow.

awesome. well, everything’s as fixed as fixed can be now, and we’re back on the barkada server. it really is nice of him to host such low grade webpages on his server, isn’t it folks? let’s all give joecool a hand….

my stomach is still feeling like i swallowed a bowling ball. speaking of bowling, i think i may be doing some of that on thursday unless i’m too drunk to stand up. in which case i’ll try and stand and sing karaoke instead.

when i worked at the metro, i used to miss work a lot, but randomly, because i’d just plain forgotten (or blocked my mind) that i’d have to go to work soon. i was eating dinner once at tokyo gardens with a friend who also worked at the metro and she said, “ah crap, i have to go to work!” and i said,”oh you better hurry.” she left and i took my time finishing up my dinner. i decide i should pass by the metro to visit, and as soon as i walked in, my manager said, “hey! i just called you at tokyo garden! you were supposed to be here an hour ago!” i put on my surprised look and said, “Oh.” and looked at ada as she laughed on.

i finally got a long awaited call from josh last night. it was good to hear from him and it sounds like he’s getting a little band together with some friends in rochester. i’m glad. it sounds to me like he’s had a hard time keeping in touch with people because school is crazy. i can understand that, but what i can’t understand, is why brandon doesn’t write anymore!!! grr. just kidding. kind of.

well, if you’ve found your way back to this page, you know the mlb site. i’ve had some problems on the barkada server, as my friend has rearranged things and i can’t figure out how to fix it all so it shows up on the new page. i put a little graphic at the top, hopefully it looks okay, but now there’s those dumb ads in the top right corner again.

how in the hell am i supposed to get everyone to update their links now? should i email them? i guess that’s a plausible option, but i don’t know if i feel right emailing people asking them to change their links on their page. anyways, i’ll think about it. i’m hungry. me eat.

my stomach has been protesting the amounts of liquor and smoke being consumed in such little amount of time. i’ve tried to work out negotations, but i think what we’re heading for is a coup of grand stature. the head and hands have gone to work on defensive strategies, but the mouth doesn’t seem to want to cooperate, as i think it and the stomach are in cahoots.

sonya, has created a blog, aptly titled, “”i laugh at this imploding heart.”

i get to go have drinks with robbie and terry tonight. i’ll silence that coup once and for all.

hip…hip-hop?….hip-hop anonymous?:

although i hate when people whine that they’ve lost posts (but it has to be done), it also ranks up there with one of the things i hate most when it happens. i had this big, long beautiful post, and zap! i hit post and it’s gone. anyways….

i had drinks with a friend tonight and had a lot of fun watching the ben stiller show, playing ms. pacman and centipede. we talked about our experiences with catholic school and such. it was a good time. what i wouldn’t give to have a table top ms. pacman game at my house. or a pinball machine.

watching her play south park pinball, i realized that green day was pumping through the speakers. making myself vulnerable to whatever ridicule you can throw at me, i must admit that i loved it. those guys sure can play some power pop. the album fell somewhere in between dookie and nimrod. i loved 1024 (or something) smoothed out slappy hours, too.

i scored a copy of the decline and fall of heavenly on vinyl the other day, along with another smiths ep for really cheap at second time around. seeing as i am currently unemployed, i have to start buying everything super cheap or get a job where i get free records. that’d be a great.

glad i could help matt out with the photo galleries. i am still amazed at the pictures those paiva’s can get out of their pictures. i wish i hadn’t left my damn camera in california, there’s a whole roll of film full of death cab, kind of like spitting, and pedro pictures. i was also going to do a project with pictures of my friends that i’m obviously not able to finish ’cause i don’t have my damn camera. ugh. oh well, soon enough. off to cali on friday.

as long as i’m mentioning guilty pleasures, i’ve also been looking for a cheap copy of this film ever since brandon mentioned how great it was. i realized how right he was. hooray for john hughes-esque films.

i’m actually posting at 4 am, but dammit, blogger ain’t likin’ it.

i checked out some stuff at insound and found a really good article on putting out your own records. i like the idea of putting out your own records. i guess i’m still punk at heart.

speaking of punk or punkish, i found some hi-fives songs on napster. woo-hoo! ever since seeing Songs for Cassevetes i’ve been looking for some hi-fives stuff, with no luck, but thanks to metallica’s nemesis, i now have songs that i would normally never have.

i guess it snowed earlier today here, and it’s horribly cold outside. i haven’t gotten the chance to check yet, but am looking forward to being outside in the cold sometime soon. i had some weird dreams last night, that i’m not fully secure in sharing with you, but maybe someday, when we’re all old and decrepit.

we went to the hurricane last night and it was insane. our waitress lost our check and disaster ensued. we ended up getting a discount on our food, 3 extra plates of hashbrowns, and many apologies. it was kind of nice. i wasn’t bothered by the troubles whatsoever, and i heard that our waitress had been on since the am shift (we got there at 2am that night). we left a fat (phat?) tip and wished them a good night.