January 2002
must be the money.
1st day of classes are done:
comm. law went as expected. familiar faces are always nice.
social philosophy was fucking awesome. i’m gonna love that class. not to mention, the professor looks like duckman. oh yeah.
theatre was my least favorite class of the day. the ‘guy’[he told us specifically not to call him ‘doctor’ or professor’] is a dick. i almost...
in need of futon.
well.
i’m back at school. all moved in.
let the games begin.
i tried to let you down.
bought high fidelity on dvd today. it’s one of my favorite movies if you didn’t know. i think i’m going to build-up my dvd movie collection. it just feels good doing so. interesting. if you do have a chance to view high fidelity on dvd, check out the bonus material. it’s all really good[especially the deleted scenes].
i forgot to re-grip betsy’s tennis raquet....
smack ramen noodles...chicken flavor.
taken from redroveronline.com
Friday, February 22nd
6:30pm - $8 Berdan Hall
on Church Lane Wayne, NJ with The Youth Ahead, East Forty-Six, Red Light District, Maverick, and Wrong Way. ( + 1 TBA) For info, contact Ashley @ squatzine@hotmail.com
if you live in the tri-state area. you should go. red rover and east forty-six put on some great shows. plus, it’s at my fucking church. ha. ...
the great american novel.
i’ve decided[today in fact] that i’m going to be writing a novella over the next couple of years. it will be loosely based church from my childhood, but will mainly address the relationshp[or lack thereof] between physical church, religion, and faith. for all you who care, i just made use of a harvard comma. anyways. i spent this morning’s service jotting down notes on blank...
plastic straws.
rockyoursocksnj (1:52:56 AM): i was almost in chicago.
FirstKaiy (1:53:05 AM): and what happened?
rockyoursocksnj (1:53:39 AM): see. this girl, she got in a car accident. my friend and i had to stay and make sure she didn’t have a bad concussion. but let me tell you, grand rapids is a boring place.
rockyoursocksnj (1:54:45 AM): what is chicago like?
FirstKaiy (1:55:18 AM): i enjoy it...
i had pizza for lunch.
mmm. i love wasting days. finally framed my zbt certificate. rented chasing amy on dvd and this other movie called the anniversary party. chasing amy is good as always. i’ve come to realize though, that kevin smith doesn’t do much with his audio commentaries. they basically just make fun of the movie. although, the deleted scenes are quality. though it is part of the beloved...
welcome to paradise.
being home is nice.
why do we never have the time to do the things we really want to do?
the middle of our country should grow some tits. it’s way too flat.
i’m thinking of stopping my drinking & drug habits when i return to school.
gotta get rid of the keg.
basing a college on calvinism creates the anti-college: glorified high school.
weezer. february. east rutherford,...
have fun with the killing.
hm. i’m glad i leave for nj tomorrow morning. i’ve had my fair dose of calvin life. ha. good ‘ol CRC fun. ugh. it was nice seeing people’s faces when they saw me[the ‘what the fuck?’ face].
one thing calvin does have, besides nothing to do is lots of cute girls. ha.
man. i think all this exposure to open-christianity and religion has created a...
'O.k. terrific.'
a second post from michigan. who would’ve thought.
we were supposed to spend the day in chicago today but laura got in a car accident last night and probably has a mild concussion. so much for taking some cool pics. yeah, i don’t have much to show for michigan so far. it’s been a good trip. glad i came, even though there is a severe lack of things to do here. bill and i...
the middle of the country.
i suppose this is my post from michigan. it’s been a decent couple of days. hangin’ out with people i never really talked to in high school. got to know some people better. got to know that some people aren’t the people you want them to be. but yeah, that’s how it is always.
you want the honest truth? yeah. you do. there’s nothing to do out here. ha. ...
gonzo.
hm. i always procrastinate when it comes to packing. but then again, i procrastinate when it comes to doing lots of things.
such is true. michigan is tomorrow until next week. i’ll probably post before i get back though. you know me.
with things to do.
in parallel, the act of writing itself is a kind of sex. that’s not news either. corny writers are always calling their books their children. but the need to write can also be a desrie for immorality similar to what sex provides: reproduction. sex is so pleasurable because our strongest drive is the preservation into further generations of genetic material: a kind of physical...
null.
yeah. we had our first snow here in north nj tonite. i expect to see a lot of the next week or so when i’m out in michigan[ha. don’t you wish i’d stop talking about it. but i do need to get away. once again]. bill, laura, and i went driving around in the snow and stopped at the supermarket to get some food for the trip. which should be interesting. after that, we all hung...
snazzy.
http://www.about-blank.net was updated today. i embedded my journal into the front page. looks pretty snazzy. i also did captions for the zbt pictures. hopefully, before i head out to michigan, i’ll finish the rest of the captions for this past summer’s pics. no garuntees. as always.
otherwise, i’m waiting for bill to call so him, laura, and i can go out and get shit for...
special features.
dinner was lame. good thing i was drinking. don’t know what i woulda done without my good ‘ol killians. should i go visit hasket? should i go see sarah in march? hm.
think i’m gonna go watch rushmore. pass out. wake up late. go out with laura and bill[shopping for michigan]. and flounder. yes. no one flounders anymore. even in their misery, people have somewhere to...
'yo, i beat up mike struck at a party. i hang out...
work was work. you know how that is, right? you’ll never realize how assholish people can be until you start working in a retail business. of course, i had this realization about 3 years ago. but still.
i was draggin’ hardcore today because of the partying last night. bill and i got pretty drunk. just a couple of guys, hangin’ out. mcnamara and the cuban came over later...
pass me that bottle.
hm. now i’m ready for some heavy drinking.
i made the quasi-mistake of having dinner with my parents. dinner itself was nice, as always, but i’m sure, as all of you know, that the conversation can always be disheartening. which, it surely was. both my parents got drunk off of one glass of wine each and i had to put up with them bitching about how fast time goes, how i should...
january afternoons.
hey. i have a car again. woo. pops and i picked it up then went out to lunch. had a good talk over some quality chinese food. sorry about the past couple of posts. i didn’t have much to do with myself. gonna clean my room cuz people are coming over tonite and we’re getting shit-faced.
::stuck in america::
this is why i should never stay up this late.
sarah.
this girl. man. she’s in my head. and she better not go anywhere.
the world has turned and left me here
just where i was before you appeared
and in your place an empty space
has filled the void behind my face
i just made love with your sweet memory
one thousand times in my head
you said you loved it more than ever
you said
you remain, turned away
turning further every...
e-mails.
i scoured my saved messages.
from: shooting star
date: sunday, march 5, 2000 6:36pm
to: jratlee@hotmail.com
subject: josh + quotes
so josh just got back from mexico and i told him i was sure he’d end up living down there some day b/c he loves it so and he asked me if i’d like to come down and visit him if he did end up living down there! i said i’d...
fuck miller lite.
i spilled on myself twice tonite. all in the span of like five minutes. cans suck. ‘swiller’ sucks. george killian’s irish red lager fucks your mom harder than i do.
i think i’m gonna spend the rest of my nite watching dvds on my daddy-o’s home theatre system. write me.
oh yeah. when you write me, it better be with the total quote jon cusack says in high...
take some horny goat weed and fuck myra gutin real...
fuck.
work was the same old pharmacy, except tons busier. i thought i’d just be going in to cover. little did i know that chris was two hours behind. ha. yeah. so time flew buy, but i’m pooped. sorta in the mood to chill with people, but no one is really around. i have to forgo rachel’s party tomorrow night because i’m working all day saturday. balls. maybe...
money.
heh. it’s amazing what a little nap can do. the past couple of minutes my dad called me like three times telling useless, but different shit each time; eventually waking me up and getting me all pissed off. the 4th time my phone rang, i was tempted to not answer it. alas. it could’ve been my new girlfriend, right? HA![ladies, don’t worry, i don’t really have a new...
status ho.
things you should know right now:
brushing your teeth makes you feel ten times better.
about-blank.net is going nowhere at the moment. i need some inspiration.
dreamhost’s mail servers are being assholish[is that even a word?] is really rad and i thank her for quelling my late-nite solitude
i finally figured out the .
all you survey-postin’ kids should too.
fuck it.
i...
ok, computer?
right before i was going to write this, my computer all of a sudden restarted. hm. when your computer shuts itself off and restarts, i think it’s time for a new one. computer that is.
i made a list of things i want to get done before i go back to school. suprisingly, i got about half that list done today. usually, when i make lists, they’re things i do very last. heh. but...
being hungry.
do i post too much? tell me what you think.
dvd porn.
according to hasket, i write like e. e. cummings[all lowercase]. this is a very nice compliment. now only if i was as famous as him. heh. dreams.
tonite i’ve accomplished the following:
found my slippers.
ordered a bunch of music online.
put my beer in my new fridge in my way-too-large-for-a-guy bathroom.
yeah.
xbox then my bed. erotic.
wasting away the first day of the rest of my life.
with a new year, comes new aspirations new directives, new motivations, new ambitions. mentally, at least. physically, my world hasn’t changed much i suppose. but a goal i want to strive towards this year is doing something creative with my life. defining myself i suppose. not that i’m not unique enogh already, but i don’t have much that defines me. i need something like...
that time would be now.
happy 2002. in two hours i leave to drive hasket, kevin, and sarah to the airport. they leave. it has been an amazing couple of days having them down. new years has been equally amazing. i wish you all could experience it. details of course later. but for now. i just want hasket, sarah, and kev know that i love them all. it was totally rad having you guys down. seriously. you’re...