Release the Dead Blood Cells!

Alright everyone, I know you've dying to hear from me, so I have decided to blog something. Whatever that means! Anyway, I am doing quite today and I haven't studied or nothing. I'll tell you how life has been by giving you those juicy tidbits you love oh so much.

OK, so I fasted for 48 hours. It was fucking awesome man. It all seemed so easy until the last 4 hours. I swear to God my stomach had the jaws of death and it was eating away at other organs. OK, if you get grossed out easy, skip to the next paragraph. Anyhow, I was pooping liquid rather often in the last part of the second day of fasting. Yea, I thought it was stomach acid or something, but today Val informed me that we poop out dead blood cells. The plot thickens. Anyway, I must be stupid since I didn't know such things previously. I guess it might be stupid but I think I'll fast every month.

I was recording this song today because Scantily Clad Lads didn't really technically practice this weekend, which sucks, but I decided to record one of our songs so that the weekend didn't seem completely unproductive for us. I am not done with it yet, but I will finish by the end of this week and then I will make everyone listen to it!

I am currently in the process of trying to discover great new bands so that I can be once again excited about listening to music. I have been listening to Cat Power, and The Shins seem kind of cool, and I wonder if Bright Eyes makes a lot of good music. Maybe I could listen to Air or Aeroc, I don't know. i just need some new music to keep me happy.

So, Val and I have been looking for a house to start renting over this summer and during the next school year and I think we found the place that we want. But, of course, we haven't seen everything, but this place is good. We filled out applications for it and hopefully we will know sooner rather than later if we can take it. It is really new looking on the inside and has a basement where we can store our band shit, which is important. It also has a nice new fridge, oven, and dishwasher. Thank God for the dishwasher. And a garbage disposal! I have one of those at my family's house! Brings me back home it does. But, I have had to sort of face the sad reality that I probably won't be able to afford a cat. And I wanted one oh so bad! Oh well, shit happens. It would cost me $25 extra a month and then some for food and shit and I can't deal with that. Val likes the place too, so that is good.

Oh, so I applied for two jobs this weekend and I have one other application to fill out. I applied at a drive-thru coffee station and I hope I get that one or at least get interviewed. Everyone cross their fingers for me! Maybe I'll be lucky, cause I need a god damn job.

Oh, by the way, does anyone have any music-writing tips? I really wish I was better at writing music, but I'm really not that great though. America! Fuck yea! Sorry, I just watched Team America, that movie has some funny music. Anyway, going home in less than a week, that should be a good time or something. Give me either a chance to relax and sleep in or a chance to catch up on Social Psychology. Anyway, speak to ya all next time here on the only blog that is worth reading (besides Nick Gunzburg's).

Super Sexy Films are the Cure for the Common Cold

So, it's been a while I guess. Perhaps that is an understatement, but my life isn't all about updating my blog anyway, so, whatever. Well, a lot has happened since my last entry so I might as well get on with it.

Scantily Clad Lads finally has drums and for the most part it has been nice, but I feel like shit every time we practice and I don't know why. Well, I really just feel tired all the time. I guess it seems like we are getting somewhere sometimes though, so that is nice.

I found what my new love is, and it's Elfen Lied. Who knew that an anima based on the idea of a naked chick killing lots of people would turn out so damn good? I cried during like 4 of the 13 episodes. What the shit man? It's heavey stuff.

In other news, me and some other people on campus have been working on a humorous news show that finally got aired last Wednesday at 8pm. We filmed again on Saturday but apparently the sound didn't get recorded at all. How wonderful! Besides that problem, some drama seems to be arising from the director, Kevin, as he seems to be upset about stuff. I wrote him an angry e-mail telling him why he is being stupid. I also told the founder of the show that if any sort of drama continues I am probably going to stop helping with it.

I am working on my second film for Digital Cinema class that is due in four days. The idea I have is that some guy in his dorm room gets awoken by his next door neighbors having sex and he starts hitting the wall with a bat and in the end mutes them with a stereo remote or something. That will be fun. oh yea, funny thing, we viewed all the first class films which were 30-second voice-overs, and mine was the only one that didn't get seen. I am a little upset, but it is my fault for leaving the tape at the wrong part. Oops. Might I just say that some of the people in the class are trying to make decent pieces of work while some of the students are trying to suck ass. I think there was one project turned in that didn't even fucking use final cut and someone in the class said they liked it ! WTF mate!? Some people have no god damned brains.

I have also been working on some music ideas lately and I even tossed an idea to Nick over the instant messenger and he is going to mess with it. Maybe that means I might end up having something cool that I helped with, who knows?

So yea, I am having really tired days lately and I feel sick pretty much a lot of the time. Maybe I have a cold or some bull shitto? I don't know, but if it would clear up and my days were more refreshing or something than maybe I wouldn't feel so damned depressed lately. But, what can I do? I've been drinking lately. That is probably not good either. I don't really know why I do it. I mean, I guess I partially know why. Social influence surely has most to do with it and most the time I just say "fuck my day" I guess. I don't know, I think I should stop. I mean, I haven't really drank for a long time before this semester started. People that hang around drinkers tend to drink I guess. Fuck it.

And of course, who could forget about Remedial Broomball? We went all the way to the championship game undefeated and then we were beat twice in a row to come in second to a bunch of "Super Fucking Ultimate Choad Masters to the Max". I guess that sucks. But I seem to be failing at just about everything lately anyway. Couldn't get the job I got interviewed for, couldn't show my film in class, can't film any stories for the news show, can't find a place in Marquette to live this summer, and whatever else.

Oh yea, spring break is coming up and I am probably going home then. That will be fun I suppose. I don't know, I have to show Emily the Elfen Lied. She would like it a lot I am sure. She likes the emotional animes that are fucked up and cool as hell.

Well, I guess I will leave you all with that then, that is, for all of you that actually read this. Thanks for tuning in, Nick and Val! Did I miss anybody?

What's all the damn racket about!!?

So I was playing racquet ball today and I was doing decently. I have this racket that I bought for 15 bucks two and a half years ago and it is pretty beat up from me banging it against the walls at times. Anyway, today I was playing a game with Dan, Dustin, and Walt, and I was winning for the most part on Dan's team and then my arm got tired and then I got tired. After that things weren't going so hot for me. Well, I was kind of tired and agitated and wanted to stop playing. Everyone else wanted to play though, so we stayed and played.

Anyway, a while goes by and all of a sudden when the ball is flying high coming towards me, it hits me straight in the eye. Dan swung at it and I started disregarding it and then it hit me right in my right eye. It sent me into a raging fury and started yelling and smashing my raket against the wall really, really hard. It is now very mis-shapen. Anyway, after smashing it around for a few seconds or so I sat on the ground against the wall and threw my racket and my right eye was tearing real bad and I was laughing histarically as was everyone else.

That's my story. Thanks for tuning in. It's February. And a Wednesday. That information wasn't needed, but I put it anyway. Remedial Broomballers rule the skool!