DiaryNOTE: If you don't happen to be me, this will be excruciatingly dull to read.3/24/2 weirdos Strange things have been going on in my dorm today. The kid across the hall, who normally is somewhat disturbingly silent, was playing Wagnerian operas for the better part of the after noon. And when I walked down to the bathroom side of the hall, I was faced with the unmistakable, nauseating (to me, anyway) smell of pot smoke. I sprayed the hell out of the Lysol bottle that I always bring with me to the bathroom and when I came out of there, the door from which the smell was emanating was closed with a jacket stuffed in the bottom crack. Somebody is quite the smooth-operating cover-up artist. Other than that, today was basically homework and reading. I have to think of a topic for my second Nietzsche essay tonight. I don't know yet... it has to be something that can go for fifteen pages without being cramped or padded... I'm thinking of Nietzsche & misogyny, a contrast between the characters of Nietzsche and Zarathustra, or, uh, something else. Somebody stole the pen off of the message board on my door. Ill. I'm feeling restless. 3/23/2 daily Not a bad day, today. I got my laundry done and then went over to Ariel's and gave her her slightly late birthday presents and watched A.I., which wasn't a tremendous movie, but it was sweet and sad and obviously a Steven Spielberg movie. That kid is just too creepy, though. So I fell down some stairs the other day. It was weird. I really wasn't expecting to be falling down stairs, but then it happened. It's one of those things that always happens to other people. Heehee. I just did that thing where you're not paying attention and you think you already got to the bottom, so you start walking forward and then lose your balance and fall down. Except I did this about five steps from the bottom. I don't know why. No, I don't drink. 3/21/2 feeling that way about difficult people Today was busy, but it could have been worse (five worth of class and lab got cancelled). I finally got my quantum mechanics homework done, or at least what qualifies for done for homework in that class and I went to the photo club meeting and class and reading and yada yada. I entered a few pictures in the school photo contest, so fingers crossed. Teresa and I (yes, she's back now) went to the supermarket today. That's was about the extent of my social activity, but whatever. We had fun in that supermarket kind of way. Supermarket is a weird word. Kind of like something that people from the future would say. Instead of just "market". I should go to bed. In my ultrabed. 3/19/2 heh You know how yesterday I said that Teresa was going to get her butt back to school tonight and that's final? Well, she's coming tomorrow instead. Tsk tsk. Man, it's getting lonely out here! Today I got up really early for class, and then slept until two. I finally finished the video game I was playing and I actually did my EM Theory homework, and got every problem except for one (and that one looks really simple, too...). Hopefully I'll be able to finish the quantum mechanics homework by Thursday... But more importantly, since it's the 20th of March as I write this... HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ARIEL! The big one eight. Now you too can vote! I think about 90% of the candidates I vote for lose, but it's worth a shot, right? I hope you got all of your killing done last night, because the penalties are stiffer now... 3/18/2 We're not brilliant but we're competent So I got my essay back in Existentialism, and I actually got an A on it. That's a relief - at least I'm on the way to getting A's in two of my four classes. Hopefully I'll pass the other two. Kind of a stark dichotomy... I think the radio show went all right today... I almost played a song that has "shit" in it, but I remembered at the last second. I wanted to play some stuff from the package of CDs I got in the mail today, but it's at home and I'm not. As I suspected, Teresa didn't come in tonight, either - I'm going to pick her up tomorrow night and that's final! Skipping two days of class like that... gonna send an old man to his grave, that's what! What what? 3/17/2 The Sun's on my face till Monday Wheehee back at school. At least I finally got some work done today. Reading Nietzsche takes an extraordinarily long time. So, in accordance to what is basically a tradition now, Teresa is coming back tomorrow night instead of today, skipping a day of class. Hey, I'm the undergrad and she's the grad student - she's supposed to be the responsible one. Such a bad example. Tomorrow I've got a radio show to do - hopefully it will go well, I'm going to be picking my playlist after class instead of the night before because I'm sleepy. I pretty much know what I'm going to play, though. I just wish that those CDs I ordered would have gotten here on time, but whatever, I've got enough to play already... 3/16/2 fucking goddamn time travelers... Eric and I went to see The Time Machine tonight. So stupid! It was one of those movies where it's not even fun to go over everything that was wrong because there were just too many. I'm just mad because it predicts a new age hippy future, which is lame. Not one giant, fire-breathing robot. 3/11/2 [uncomfortable pause] Eric, his brother and I watched Eraserhead tonight. I don't know. yay! So Eric is back for spring break, too. So it's not going to be awful! Huzzah! 3/10/2 here This is going to be a long break. 3/6/2 oy. The essay is written! And it's only 12:30. I have this essay due tomorrow for Existentialism that I've been basically working on all day, and now it's finally done. I'm going to leave my proofreading for it for tomorrow morning, because if I don't sleep between the finishing of an essay and the final proof, then it comes out really shittily. Hopefully my printer will comply. Tomorrow is going to suck. Right now I have to stop myself from thinking about it just to be able to be functional. I have the normal Thursday schedule of five straight hours of class from ten until three, followed by three hours in the lab from three until six, followed by a meeting with my EM Theory professor at six. I don't know when I'm going to eat or breathe. So, not looking forward to it. On the other hand, now that that essay is done I can pretty much relax. Except for the afformentioned. 3/5/2 Silver Avenue it's happening again Well, I guess I'm not going to Boston on Saturday. There's no place to stay in Frank's new place and Frank even asked his former roommate in his old place if I could stay there, but he's going to be away. I mean, Teresa still has a key to the old appartment, but I think the new person living there would be pretty unpleasantly surprised if I just showed up and slept on the couch. So no Karate show for me. Good thing I went last Saturday. Well, I guess I could drive back home after the show, it's only three hours... 3/4/2 Yarr... So I failed my EM Theory test. Oh man did I fail it. I mean, the class average failed it, too, but I totally failed the shit out of that test. Ok, so now I'm being kind of flippant about it but I was pretty shattered for most of the day. I've got a whole bunch of Kierkegaard readin' and essay writin' to do over the next few days. Aw yeah. At least the quantum mechanics assignment due date got pushed back one class, which turns out to be about three weeks. I like it when teachers I don't like go to conferences far away. I think my radio show went pretty well today. I could actually play new stuff since I finally got my insound packages from my birthday and I bought some stuff from Kindercore and there's new indie stuff out on the shelves at the station finally. It was one of the few shows where an hour seemed way too short and I literally had to cut out half my playlist. So that's good, right? And now for my story of thrift shopping over the weekend that I forgot to write before. Not really a story, but a lament. Teresa and I went to both thrift shops on Hoosick street in Troy on Saturday (Goodwill and Salvation Army) and at the Salvation army, I found one of the most awesome things to ever be created in 1983. It was a little, troll-looking man with a "#1 Dad!" button stuffed inside a glass jar, with a label reading "Dad-n-glass". It was two dollars. A written description can't really convey the bizarreness of this object. The label had a little inscription about how great dads were and a picture of a powerfully-jawed 50s father figure with admiring children, but said nothing to explain why this particular father (who had innumerable toes and no legs as I could tell) happened to be inside a jar and on sale at a Salvation Army. I guess it's supposed to be obvious. I was, of course, going to buy it, but right at the check-out, I was nagged by doubts - "what the hell am I going to do with this? I could give it to someone, but what would he do with it? Is that the back of his feet or his ass? Can I get arrested for having a depiction of a human being trapped in a jar?" and so on. So I chickened out. Teresa didn't buy the most awesome jacket in the world (yellow and green houndstooth/plaid pattern, full length, face-rocking) that I picked out for her because she didn't have enough adequately eccentric clothes to go with it and was afraid she couldn't pull it off. Cowards, the two of us. 3/3/2 ba ba top of the world Homework is just fun and games until somebody gets hurt. I've been working on it for a while, and i'm at the point where I can finish it pretty soon, but if I think any more about polarization I'm going to split in two. Ha. Teresa and I spent a lot of time trying to figure out something to do on such a nice day as today, and then the sun went down, so we rented a movie. 3/1/2 take me to the Kino again - it's easy! So on the whole, last week was shit. But it's over, so I'm certainly not going to dwell on it. Tomorrow I'm going to see Karate at Bennington College in Vermont. I'm not sure if anyone's going with me. Teresa doesn't want to go because she's never been to Vermont before and is afraid she'll like it. Oh well. 2/27/2 Eyes like lotus leaves no not even like... I'm still loving that album. Yay for finally finding some new music from a band that I haven't heard this year that I enjoy. Been to long. I got my ass kicked by an EM test today, which was kind of unexpected. But I could tell that everyone else got their asses kicked because the order was all backwards: the kids who normally have trouble on the tests handed theirs in first and those who normally ace everything handed them in last. Meaning the former gave up and the latter was dumbfounded. I was somewhere in the middle. I tought the film developing tutorial today. I think it turned out pretty well, despite the fact that only four people came. One of the people brought in a roll of film (Delta 400 from the club's bulk spooler) and it was all fucked up looking - sort of like it developed, but the film base was opaque. I told him I had never seen anything like that and I wasn't sure what happened. Then I developed the roll that I was using just for demonstration purposes (Delta 400 from the bulk spooler, which I had never used before) and it, too, came out screwed up like that. My assumtion is that the bulk spooler is bulk spooling bad film, since I developed mine in Rodinal and he developed his before he came in D-76, so it's not the developer and something like that wouldn't be the fixer, I don't think... At least it wasn't anything I cared about (it was just a roll I fired off in about a minute to get a range of grays). Other than that, everything went fine. And right at the end, Teresa called because her bus was on time and I picked her up from the bus station almost on time. So all is more or less good. I can't figure out how to finish my quantum mechanics assignment and I'm woefully behind in my Existentialism reading, but that's nothing new. I'll catch up soon. Now that I'm not dying. 2/26/2 !!! Ok, Any Other City by Life Without Buildings is an awesome album. It's poppy but has his underlying bizarreness to it that is keeping my head sideways. Other than that, tonight is all work and no play. I actually got one of the quantum mechanics problems. That's a start, right? 2/26/2 huh I just realized that I own more cameras than forks. I don't know what that means. 2/25/2 So Teresa is going to stay in Boston until Wednesday now. You hear that? That's the sound of the wind moaning through the hollow trees and empty streets in lonely, lifeless Troy. Anyway, I guess I'm starting to feel better. Let me put that another way. I can funtion until the aspirin wears off. But better. Just not "great" or "good" or "not miserable". Better. So I didn't go to class, but I took a handful of pills and did my radio show still. It turned out ok. I have so much work to do, but I just can't do it now. I guess it's not so much, just study for an EM test on wednesday, and start the quantum mechanics homework for thursday, and do my reading and essay for Existentialism. But I guess it's doable. I should go get more sleep. 2/25/2 ooooooohhhh I think I woke up dead. You know how I talked about feeling shitty last night? Well now it's worse. I'm not going to class today. I'm not going out of my room today. Actually, that's a lie. I'm going to try and do my radio show and pick Teresa up at the bus station. Hopefully I'll be better by the time the sun goes down. 2/24/2 Or this might end So at the show last night there was a big surprise - the Malarkies brought Karla and Matt Schickele with them! In Albany! I've seen K/Ida in Boston and New York and Eastampton, but it's always meant travelling for 250+ miles to get there and back. But there she was. And I just played a Beekeeper (Matt and Karla were in that band) song on my show last Monday, although I purport to not be psychic. Of course, I screwed up developing the pictures. I'm not sure what happened - I had them in the developer longer than the last time I used that film, and the temperature was the same. Maybe the developer is spent? I don't know. I still have a lot of work left to do for school, but over the course of the past couple of hours I've become very sick. I tried to do my Existentialism reading, but I can't even focus on the letters. And I have a tummy ache and headache. Aww. On a possibly related note, when I went to take my shower this morning, I walked into the bathroom to discover that the sink was filled with vomit. I fucking hate living in a dorm. Only a couple more months until I move in with Teresa... 2/22/2 Back and forth I'm back at home, but really for no reason. I couldn't have stayed at school but Teresa's gone, so it would just be me doing nothing, so at least this way I get my laundry done. I've pretty much spent the day watching cartoons. Normally I would feel lazy and pathetic, but I've had tests and work all week, so screw it. There's still that show tomorrow and I'm really looking forward to it. Hopefully I'll get there. At least tonight I'll be able to sleep. Yay. 2/20/2 but please don't ever tell Description of my radio show that was in the Poly (RPI's newspaper): "a variety of independent music in the folky to rocky to poppy area. Host has a Secret Stars obsession." Fair enough. So, like, there's this test tomorrow, and like, it's got me, like, bummed, you know? Happens a thousand times a year. So fuck it. I'll go in, take it, and walk out. It'll be ok. I'm going to be going to a show on Saturday at the Larkin - John Brodeur and the Suggestions and Mishima, whom I saw with Mel in Boston too long ago. Unfortunately, I'll be going alone since Teresa's going to Boston for the weekend, and Ariel unreasonably decided to be too young to get in. So yeah. 2/19/2 I get static Now, normally every Tuesday, Teresa and I get greasy Chinese take-out and watch cartoons in my room, but through a host of circumstances, traditions got broken and things didn't work out quite right. First off, according to the school, today was a Monday, despite being a Tuesday. Normal people don't have to deal with things like this. Anyway, we took our Monday/Tuesday in stride and went ahead with our Tuesday night plans. Except instead of Chinese, we got Indian food. Which must have been our downfall, because then my computer decided that instead of being a good little boy and doing what it was supposed to, it decided that the DVD drive didn't really feel like reading very quickly and, in fact, it would protest about any movie playing in general. It eventually worked though. So I guess it wasn't a total loss, just more frustrating than usual, and we did break the tradition of spilling stuff on my bed, which is good. And we watched a bizarre scene in which one of the characters ripped off her clothes and donned a giant foam turtle outfit, which I guess is a good thing. I'm going to be super busy the next couple of days. I have a test in quantum mechanics on Thursday, which I already know is going to kick my ass, and there's this pesky assignment due tomorrow... 2/18/2 tra la la la beatnik boy I think my radio show went really well today, even if nobody was listening. Here's my playlist: The Secret Stars - "Your Life to Live" (New opening song! Off the same album as the last one...)Teresa and I were total, ass-kicking hardcore rebels and went to a crafts store today ten minutes before it closed. Regard us with fear and awe. 2/17/2 you can't trust I should have done a lot more work than I did today, but it's not like I didn't accomplish anything, I guess. Today pretty much all I did was the traditional Sunday lunch with my dad and then to the asian market with Teresa and Frank (and the regular old supermarket, too). This time I got the cutest little travel cup you ever did see. After that, and you'll never believe this, we went bowling. I haven't gone bowling since I was in middle school or elementary school, and it certainly showed. Teresa was on her bowling team in high school and completely rocked Frank and I. I did ok on the first game, like 115, but on the second one I got 55, which I think is about as low as you can get if you don't kill yourself with the ball. Oh well. It was fun. I also did some, um, cleaning of the guestbook. And I did my little response things (some of them, anyway). So yay. It's not all dead, right? And I'm writing my playlist for tomorrow now. Why do so many great songs have naughty words in them? Or more to what I'm actually asking, what's wrong with playing a great song that happens to have "piss" in it somewhere? Really! Also, if I owe you an email, I'm very very very very very sorry. There are a lot of people that I should have written to or written back to in the last week or two and I just haven't and you can bet I feel bad about it. But I will get to it, and I'm not ignoring you. 2/16/2 like glass I went to see The Royal Tenenbaums with Teresa and Frank today (from midnight to two in the morning, no less). I thought it was cute. I wanna ride in a Gypsy cab. Man those prints I did yesterday are the first ones that I've done that I'm actually truly happy about - I can look at them and not be like "oh I should have cropped this here or darkened here or blah blah blah." So yay. 2/15/2 ooh So I spent like 4 hours in the dark room today. I discovered the joys of selenium toning... Other than that, pretty uneventful day. I picked up Frank from the bus station, so maybe I'll hang out with Teresa and him some time this weekend. I went home from school way too late to find that the door was latched, so I had to ring the doorbell and wake up my mom so she could let me in. Whee. 2/15/2 But I say shalalalalala Why is it that when people do laundry and get an odd number of socks back, they assume one is missing? Maybe the dryers are into making socks. 2/13/2 ooh la la So tomorrow is Valentine's day, so everyone's thoughts have turned to love. So I hear. Teresa and I went to Wal-Mart again today (this is becoming quite the unhealthy habit) and there were all sorts of people buying big heart-shaped boxes of chocolate. Why is chocolate considered to be both romantic and a substitute for sex? Anyway, in the spirit of the times, I decided to put up a heart-warming Valentine's Day quote. Here goes. "Love is the state in which man sees things most decidedly as they are not." - Friedrich Nietzsche, from "The Antichrist"An incurable romantic, I am. I've been up way too long and I have a long day ahead of me, so you'll have to excuse me. 2/12/2 And anon Today was Tuesday, so Teresa and I continued our tradition of getting take-out at watching movies in my room and spilling stuff all over my bed and me. But it's ok because it's a tradition. 2/11/2 oh! Yep, radio show. I actually had some time to plan it, so it didn't suck like I thought it would. Playlist: Secret Stars - "Snowday"2/10/2 to light my way-ey-yay I'm getting that awful feeling again - the one that I've been panicked for time all day, but I still haven't devoted enough time to either my friends or my school work. It's like being anti-social without the academic benefits, and it blows. Today Teresa and I still managed to get out for a little bit despite our horrific assignments and went to the asian market to stock up on junk food. That was good, at least. But now I've been working on this quantum mechanics problem set the rest of the day, and I still don't think that I'm even going to get half credit. What I keep telling myself is that it's not that I'm not devoting enough time to it, it's just that quantum mechanics is really fucking hard, but I'm not really buying it. There should be some way to read the chapter and from the information contained therein solve the problems, right? So far, no. Doesn't work. I've bullshitted my way through two problems to seemingly satisfactory answers, almost got one, but there's some little trick that keeps me away from the final form, and on the fourth, well, shit. And I still have a radio show to do tomorrow. Hopefully it won't suck, because I'm not going to be able to put a lot of throught into it... And now I have to write an essay on what Nietzsche thinks about Jesus. 2/9/2 another new insect! So today I watched Ariel and Anna in Sylvia (the play), and then later on Teresa and I went to see Romeo Must Die. Yay! I'm ignoring the fact that I have a huge assignment for quantum mechanics that I have to do tomorrow. Yay! And Teresa and I went grocery shopping because all I had left in my fridge was mustard and film. Yay! 2/8/2 it takes a long time to come to the memory of us The last Orange show. Wow. I'll write everything in my review because I'm too tired to type it now, I guess So yeah, today was good. I got the headlight on my car fixed, Teresa and I went shopping and went to a Japanese resaraunt, and then there was the last Orange show ever. There was a lot of hugging. 2/6/2 If I don't die or worse I'm gonna need a nap So instead of going down to Tivoli to see Cat Power last night, due to Chan's dislocated finger, Teresa and I did what has become our traditional Tuesday night and got greasy take-out and watched movies in my room. I still had fun, and I still have leftover tofu. I think I'm going to have to kill metal head John. He's a guy on my floor of my dorm. He likes the metal. He also likes the techno-metal, and isn't ashamed to play it at two in the morning. So, I'm going to have to kill him. 2/5/2 oh well Cat Power show isn't happening after all apparently. Rock stars hurt their hands, too. Poop. 2/4/2 ooooooo oooey ooo Another monday another radio show... playlist!: Secret Stars - "Snowday"So there you have it. Tomorrow, Teresa and I are going down to Tivoli to see Cat Power, which should be fun. As for today, it was another tiring monday. Class class class work work work eat show bus station bed. 2/3/2 oh oh oooo-oh! So I've actually done a good deal of school work today, even though the only thing that stopped me from playing Advance Wars all day was the fact that it got too hard. I wrote a bit of a mini essay for my Existentialism class where my part on Sartre focused mainly on Nick Hornby's High Fidelity... I actually did my playlist for my show (91.5 WRPI 6:30pm as always and it's called "Hey! Keep it down!") in advance tonight, and I'm proud to say that I'm not going to be breaking any federal laws this time. 2/2/2 Oh how rom.. pre-reflective So I guess some things are good to read by candle light, but Sartre assignments, not so much. The power was out for about three hours last night, long enough for it to be absolutely freezing in here and for me to go to bed and be woken up when it came back on. I guess nothing really bad happened, though... 2/1/2 and only I knew without a doubt what it's all about The power is out. It's pitch black, exept for my PowerBook right now. And the battery has about this () much left. I'm going to be bored and cold very soon... 1/31/2 ... So I drove to Schenectady and back in some pretty humorously awful weather just to visit Zak before he leaves for Russia tomorrow. Man. I should have more to say, but it'll sound weird. I apologize for the grammar in the last few entries of my diary. It's been late and of course I'm far too lazy to fix it right now. 1/30/2 slicing up eyeballs. oh ho ho ho. Not much going on today. Got up late, had class, did homework, yada yada. Tomorrow I'm going to visit Zak for the last time in quite a while. 1/29/2 don't you know we are...? Today I went to fill up my car with gas. When I was reaching the gas station, I saw a very very large SUV parked at one of the pumps, with it's owner pumping gas into it. I pulled up, filled up my tank (which was fairly empty), I paid for the gas and drove off. The guy was still pumping his gas when I left. Sparkle happy! Tinycar revolution! Anywho, I dropped Teresa and Frank off at the bus station today. Frank (Teresa's boyfriend) is getting his American citizenship on Thursday, so yay Frank. I know I'm pretty critical of the current status of the American government, but it's still a good thing relatively. Frank was telling Teresa and I how that you can just be walking around and a police officer will ask you for your identification and papers, and if you don't have them, you can get sent to a labor camp if you can't afford to pay the fines and such. So Teresa asked if that could have happened to him and he just said that he always had his papers. So, yeah. So Teresa is in Boston and Zak is going to Russia for several months very soon. It's going to be boring around here... Also, I got the Permanent Stranger EP by Masters of the Hemisphere today. What a fucking terrible record! So disappointing... 1/28/2 That makes you a mistake So I accidentally played a song that has "fuck" in it on the radio today. And today was just about the busiest day that I wish to never have again. I was in class or at the lab from 10 until six and then I had my radio show at 6:30 and of course I didn't have anything planned... oh well. It's over now. So here's my playlist: Secret Stars - "Snowday" (yes Ariel, I do play this every day. Everybody has a song that they always play first!)After that, Teresa, Frank and I played pool and I got rocked. Oh well again. So off to bed with me now... 1/27/2 drip drip drip So I was fairly busy all day, but I still feel like I was slacking off and didn't accomplish anything. This is probably because I tended to concentrate on the things that I wanted to do rather than, say, reading that 100 pages of Sartre that I really should do soon for my existentialism class. Oh well. At least I have my pictures from the show last night developed and a variety of weird snack foods from when Teresa, Frank and I went to the asian market. Tomorrow is going to be a very long day. I have class from 10 until three, lab work from three until five and then my radio show to do. Busy busy busy... 1/25/2 daa daa do daa daa daa I meant to write in my journal last night, but I fell asleep instead. Yesterday was awesome. Everything worked out better than I could have expected it. First, the little things with class: the homework assignment for Quantum Mechanics that I never quite understood turned out to be due NEXT thursday instead of yesterday, meaning that not only do I have a chance to fix the things that I didn't really get (because they're being covered on Monday, apparently) I have a big head start on it. So yay. The rest of my classes went just as well - Existentialism was fine, and Electromagnetic theory was boring as always, but whatever. Then I had my first day in the lab. Simon, the guy I'm working with is nice and we did accomplish what we set out to do that day, although I must add that focusing a laser onto a 10-micron optical fiber is an enourmous pain in the ass. Oh well. THEN, the big news in that I'm moving into Teresa's apartment at the end of this semester. It turns out that it's actually (a lot) cheaper than living in the dorm, plus there's sharing the bathroom with one other person instead of six, not having the noisy pipes in my walls, not living on the third floor, being able to use a phone that works, and of course living with Teresa again, which will be fun. So yay! Today I had an 8am class, so as is my custom, I took a coma upon getting back from it, so now it's almost two. Whee! 1/23/2 birthday surprise Yeah, so Ariel and Zak and Teresa surprised me today and showed up bearing the world's heaviest birthday cake and gifts. My friends are cool. This Quantum Mechanics assignment that is going to keep me up all night, however, is not. After our little party thing, Teresa and I watched Dark City because they were playing it at school. Not the best thought out movie, but it's pretty. Ugh - Five hours of class followed by three in the lab tomorrow. And I'm not sure when I'm going to get to sleep... hey, I'm happy though, you know? 1/23/2 hope everything is aaaaaaaallll riiiiight Yay, it's my birthday. I'm 21 now, which really doesn't have much significance to me, but at least I can get in to 21 and up shows now. So last night Teresa and I ate at an Indian place in Troy, the only strange thing about this being that it's the second time we've gone to an Indian place in four days. Huh. Other than that, there's not much news to report. Go back about your business. 1/21/2 who can pretend that there's a beginning without and end? So I did more radio today (6:30, WRPI, yay), so here's my playlist: Secret Stars - "Snowday"But enough of that, the big news is what I just found out from Ariel, and this is what I would call completely fucking insane. You see, A GUY WAS PULLED OVER IN FRONT OF HER HOUSE WITH THE BODY OF A GUY HE JUST SHOT IN HIS TRUNK. And I always thought she was in a better part of town than me (we're just three blocks away anyway...) But Jesus! She said that there were 7 police cars, two fire trucks and an ambulance out there... 1/19/2 oopsie So when I said before that I gave my car a little love, I should have said that I put a little bandage on a massive head wound. You see, I checked that tire that was REALLY low again, and it was back to where it was. Shit. So I assumed that the valve went bad, and I had to have the tire people check it and yep it was bad and they fixed it. And there was the little matter me not changing the oil for 8000 miles (it's supposed to be done every 3000). And I hadn't had the tires rotated in a while. But it's all better now. I was wondering why I was only getting a scandalous 28 miles to a gallon and hearing weird noises and smelling weird smells... 1/15/2 I have to live this day So today I had my second 8am class since coming to college. It wasn't great, but it didn't kill me. I went back to bed as soon as it was out and didn't get up until one. After that, I drove back home to pick up some stuff that I forgot and to give my car a little love. Now it has windsheild wiper fluid and more air in the tires. The front ones were at about 60% of the suggested level... it amazing how much easier it is to drive when the tires are round... After I got back, Teresa and I got greasy Chinese take-out and watched The Grave of the Fireflies and got all teary-eyed. Sad sad sad movie... Last night, I had this dream where a police officer was going to shoot this person (I'm not sure if I knew him, sort of normal-build African-american guy who obviously didn't do anything wrong) and the guy was lying on the ground in front of the cop and I was lying on the ground on the other side of the cop, so I tried as hard as I could to kick his legs before the cop could shoot... and I kicked my wall really hard and woke up. Off to bed again... 1/14/2 a one and a two and a So today was the first day of class. Everything is looking hard, but at least it should be more interesting than last semester. I spent $370 on books today, which totally sucks. I did another radio show, and I don't think I screwed up once! Or at least if I did screw up, it was so royally that I didn't even notice, which is just as good. Playlist: Secret Stars - "Snowday"1/13/2 i have to live this day So today was my first 8am class since I came to college. I can't say I enjoyed it, but it didn't kill me. I got up at seven and not once was the bathroom free for me to take a shower, so I just had to go to class a little smelly. It got out at 9:30 and I rushed back and went back to bed. I got up around one. After that, I drove back to Schenectady to pick up some stuff that I forgot when I came back and gave my car a little love - I gave it some windshield wiper fluid and put some air in the tires. The front ones were just above half the suggested level. It's amazing how much easier it is to drive when the tires are round... After that, Teresa and I got greasy Chinese take-out and watched The Grave of the Fireflies and got all teary-eyed. Sad sad sad movie. Tomorrow, no class until two, so yay. The older entries are here... |