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Tuesday, October 12th, 2004
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friday, 11/19: dulles to long beach.
friday, 11/19 - monday, 11/22: crash at various friends' places.
saturday, 11/20: friend's wedding.
monday, 11/22: head up to santa maria.
thursday, 11/25: thanksgiving with parents.
friday, 11/26: long beach to dulles.
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is it true: is giving up the only form of wising up?
kierkegaard (silentio) says that although becoming a knight of faith is impossibly difficult, becoming a knight of resignation is fully within one's power. i suppose this means i'm just a complete coward, because i cannot find within me the strength to resign myself, to wise up.
even the fleeting (perfunctory? merely polite?) smile of a stranger is enough to stir hope in me.
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today, i was sitting around in a t-shirt and underwear when the ups guy knocked on my screen door. i threw on my bathrobe and opened the door.
to my surprise, the turtleneck sweater that i ordered on bluefly arrived--much sooner than i would've thought. it's not as thick as i thought it would be. but i think i generally like it. (i've never before owned a piece of clothing that consists of "10% Metallic".) it is, as expected given the label, form-fitting. good reminder that i should stick to my regimen of healthy eating and exercise.
speaking of which, i'm hungry. i think i'll have an apple.
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Monday, October 11th, 2004
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( i unravel. )
addendum: the aimee mann album is only okay, but the rilo kiley kicks ass.
addendum: a whole lot of ass at that.
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i just found out that i'm basically guaranteed to get a two-day-a-week teaching schedule next semester. which means i'll have four day weekends again.
this put me in an extremely good mood, and i found myself singing along to the black crowes version "hard to handle" in celebration.
this got me thinking about some of the guilty musical pleasures i (used to or currently) indulge in:
the black crowes
bad korean pop (s.e.s., g.o.d., park ji yoon)
bad japanese pop (namie amuro, utada hikaru)
milli vanilli (perhaps the most egregious of all)
damn yankees - "high enough"
creedence clearwater revival
skid row - "i remember you"
usher - "yeah"
jodeci - "lately" (hey, it's right in my range and i can karaoke it)
oasis (a borderline case of guilty vs. legitimate pleasure)
stone temple pilots (not at all a borderline case)
the killers
oh, and when i was back in california, i found myself singing along to christina aguilera's inspirational ballad (the one that begins with an apostrophe to an unnamed "young girl"). now that's bad.
i know i'm not the only one. i know all of you have a few embarrassing cd's or mp3's tucked away out of sight. confess! confess!
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Sunday, October 10th, 2004
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| Time: | 10:41 pm. |
| Mood: |  tired. |
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so i finally got around to watching lost in translation. i'm pretty ambivalent about it, i guess. i was thoroughly sick of the "japanese people are funny! they're short! and they speak japanese, which is a funny sounding language! they're zany!" humor about twenty minutes into the film.
on the other hand, i guess i found the relationship between the two main characters touching. (i know that ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) littlelamb disagrees with me.)
besides, i can't object that much to anything with scarlett johansson in it.
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Saturday, October 9th, 2004
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longer hair has led to tangling problems.
advice?
salon-brand shampoo & conditioner?
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Comments: Read 13 or Add Your Own.
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why is it that when i go to bed at my normal hour (between midnight and two), i can't wake up before ten, but when i stumble home and go to bed at four, i wake up for no reason at nine twenty?
last night was pretty good.
bar.
i talk to a woman from madrid. she's a grad student in the _____ department. she seems genuinely nice (at least as far as one can tell in this kind of situation).
she and her friends are going to the after-hours club once the bars close.
i tell her my friend and i will meet them there. (it's a lame place, but what're you gonna do?)
we dance.
my friend tries valiantly to hit on the woman's friend. and fails miserably.
i fail to get the woman's number, but she does tell me to look her up on her department's website. i'm the only one named _____, she says. there's another woman named _____-_____, but i'm the only _____.
maybe i'll e-mail her on monday or tuesday.
to jog or to go back to sleep?
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Friday, October 8th, 2004
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for all my hard work, my amazon.com credit card company sent me a $25 gift certificate.
the sensible thing to do would have been to get $25 worth of stuff for free.
since i am not a sensible man, i bought the following two items:
the three colors dvd set
and
aimee mann's bachelor no. 2 cd
the total came out to $47 or so. so i either spent $22, or i saved $25.
oh well.
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Thursday, October 7th, 2004
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| Subject: | epiphany |
| Time: | 7:21 pm. |
| Mood: | epiphanic. | | Music: | SEX PISTOLS - ANARCHY IN THE U.K.. |
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misterbigbowl: WHAT THE FUCK HAVE I BEEN THINKING
misterbigbowl: I KNOW WHAT I NEED TO DO FOR FALL BREAK
misterbigbowl: ATLANTIC CITY!!!!!
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Wednesday, October 6th, 2004
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while i sat in my car waiting for the police officer to arrive, i briefly flirted with the idea of claiming that the woman had pulled out too far into the intersection and had backed up into me.
i decided it wasn't worth it.
but it would've been pretty awesome*, i admit.
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* - yes, yes, aside from how horribly unethical it would've been. i mean it would've been awesome as a performance, a demonstration of sheer brazenness.
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| Time: | 4:32 pm. |
| Mood: | grim laughter. | | Music: | new order. |
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i'm oscillating between despairing about how ridiculously pathetic my life has been the last couple of months and laughing at my own fecklessness.
my car has less than 500 miles on it but has a big dent which i cannot afford to/refuse to repair.
oh well. it's not like i was gonna score some chicks with my shiny new hyundai, regardless of what beck might say.
bitter laughter, no doubt, but laughter nonetheless.
fuck it.
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i've been thinking a lot about how nothing in my life is going right this semester.
more proof: got in an accident. fender-bender. my fault.
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Tuesday, October 5th, 2004
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i finally managed a relatively long jog.
fifty minutes.
it was at a fairly slow clip, but i'm sure i managed to traverse at least five miles.
okay, so i'm a long way off from running a marathon or even being able to run ten miles. still, it's a start.
[edit: the neurochemicals released during my jog prevented me from realizing that my left knee is well on its way to becoming f.u.b.a.r. the knee is now being iced down as i type. thank you, sweet, sweet runners' high.]
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Sunday, October 3rd, 2004
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| Time: | 3:21 pm. |
| Mood: | all right. | | Music: | mos def & nate dogg - oh no. |
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there's nothing quite like a good weekend. i almost feel completely human again, which is rare for me when i'm inhabiting the 434.
yesterday: get to a friend's house at 9:30. i'm the first one there, but people start trickling in. drinking ensues. unlike everyone else, i practice moderation because i've been suffering from a hangover. still, i have a stiff margarita and a beer or two.
midnight, we get to a really lame "club" here in town. basically the back room of a bar. we have fun dancing for a bit. i run to the bathroom and decide to get some cash from the atm across the street. i come back and notice something is going on with one of my friends. turns out she's getting kicked out of the bar. apparently, she was returning to the club after a cigarette when a big bouncer grabbed her (without announcing that he was staff or anything). she got freaked out and resisted. he decided that this was an affront to his authority and kicked her out.
i get the rest of our group and we all leave.
1 a.m.: we go to another bar. more drinking ensues.
3 a.m.: four of us are at waffle house. i start a game of "who would you rather sleep with, x or y?" the three women i'm with disapprove of the game at first but become enthralled by it. this game continues for an hour.
4 a.m.: i'm home, trying to re-hydrate.
1 p.m. today: have lunch with my next door neighbor from last year. she's hot.
3:28 p.m.: predictably, i'm im-ing instead of working.
i'm screening chinatown for my class at 7 p.m.
hmm. maybe people are going out tonight.
edit: i just clicked on my 'friends' link and immediately saw two or three entries about being hung over. bunch of lushes all of us.
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Saturday, October 2nd, 2004
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i can't believe this.
the angels and the dodgers win their divisions, and i'm not in california to be a part of it.
if the world series becomes the freeway series, i swear i'm cancelling class and flying home. (oh wait, i don't have a home in los angeles any more. i guess i'll just have to crash at friends' places.)
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| Time: | 3:30 pm. |
| Mood: | hungover. | | Music: | about to pop vespertine into the cd player. |
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it is 3:30 p.m.
i haven't done anything today (except go for a particularly unpleasant jog) because i'm suffering from a hangover.
i had enough of the old liquid courage in me last night to chat it up with two women who were sitting at the bar. one was hungarian (and relatively cute), the other was venezuelan (and hot). they were eventually whisked away by some friend of theirs--a guy with a european accent wearing a blazer (of course). i wasn't getting anywhere anyways. enough liquid courage is a good thing, but too much makes the old charm factory shut down.
at one point in the evening, i noticed that someone had left a full cosmo sitting on the floor next to my chair. my friend cajoled me into drinking it. fortunately, nobody ever came back to claim the drink.
a few hours ago, this same friend called me to apologize for ditching me without saying goodbye. which is funny because i actually said goodbye to him before leaving at around 1:40 a.m. i guess he was more drunk than i was.
a few minutes ago, i got a call about going out tonight. last night was a guys' night out; today, it'll be me and the ladies. i just have to remember, no matter what my drunken brain tells me, finishing the evening with one last manhattan* is not a good idea.
i am becoming a wreck of a human being--cool for rock stars, bad for regular folks, par for the course for grad students**.
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* - is it charlie watts who called the manhattan a drink for alcoholics, by alcoholics? in any case, it's become my drink of choice.
** - this "regular" folks vs. grad students distinction is not an elitist one. i'm not trying to imply grad students are somehow above the riff-raff, just that there's something very peculiar about the grad student lifestyle.
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Friday, October 1st, 2004
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i can't believe it's october already.
i'm in deep shit.
i think i'm supposed to, uhh, write a prospectus or something this month.
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good.