I'm flyin' high...

Van Morrison's Astral Weeks is a fantastic album. I knew only a few of his works, but I'm glad I was told of this album. It's fantastic to listen to when you want to relax.

Today's a beautiful day. Not too warm, with a light breeze that could stand to pick up the pace a little. It's only Tuesday, but the week already seems like it's been too, too long. I miss Kelly, and I want to make her happy, but I'm stuck here. We'll work through it, though. She's fantastic.

Hopefully I'll be done soon. -shrugs-

I Been Thinkin'...(1)

I've been thinking. More specifically, I've been thinking about a lot of things. The DOW is plummeting; The Bailout did not get passed in the House; Religious loonies are getting even louder somehow; the body members of my organization on campus are useless to the point of being absolutely pathetic; Parliament-Funkadelic is one of the greatest personal finds on the planet.

The Bailout didn't get passed, as I just said. That's fine with me, because the gov't needs to learn where to invest the money where good will come from it, not more people getting screwed over. All I know is that $700 BILLION was going to be given to banks that may or may not survive, and it was still iffy even if they had gotten the monies. I'm glad to see our economy screeching to a halt; it makes for one hell of a social stimulant. Wachovia was absorbed into Citigroup, so I'm wondering whether or not to withdraw all my monies and hide it under my bed, which isn't that crazy of an idea anymore.

With this failing industry of ours, we're going to see many foreign nations buying up our businesses and towns. Dubai has huge investments in half of the New York Skyline, so they profit as more people from outside travel into New York City. Fantastic.

Religious loonies are apparently bringing up talks of the Anti-Christ again; they have to be if even my mom was talking about it today. She asked me "just what is an Anti-Christ?" which...to be honest, I had never, ever expected myself to have that conversation with her. That was definitely one of the weirder of life's moments.

I'm part of the Resident Student Association, which to me sounds like a redundant name for an on-campus organization made up of students who are residents on said campus. The general body members are completely useless to the cause as hardly anyone shows up, and when they do, they don't contribute. Leeches. The board isn't that wonderful, either, and I'm part of the friggin' board. We don't plan well, and the president has a most delightful habit of being an outright dick at some of the worst times possible.

Parliament-Funkadelic: greatest find of the day, hands down. I love Funk, and I've been wanting to delve more into the genre, and I figured I'd look up more about Bootsy Collins, who is amazing in his own rights. Well, seeing that he was part of Parliament-Funkadelic, a collaboration between himself, George Clinton, and like 20 other guys, you just can't go wrong. P-Funk is just the head name of the group in general, as Parliament and Funkadelic were their own entities working under different labels. Both fantastic, both worth listening to. George Clinton is a genius for bringing all these people together. Easily one of my favorite songs is now "Maggot Brain"; it's an 11 minute guitar solo from the gods which a crazy-ass intro. What's not to love?

That's all for now.

I'm Healed

Praise be, I'm healed!

...well, about 80% healed. I've still a nasty cough and a bit of a sore throat.

Oh well.

Anyone seen "Fireproof", that new Kirk Cameron flick?

I'm going sometime this week, because there's nothing finer than right-wing inanity.

A cold - I haz it.

I can haz cure now?

gah...-sniffs and coughs-

I hate colds. My suite-mate gave it to me. A pox upon his household!

Despite this, I must study for an exam that's tomorrow, and also write a paper for Wednesday, and then study for a test on Friday.

I'm going to buy vitamins for the first time ever today, because I need all the firepower I can get on my side.

-coughs up lung- Aww! Cold got me again, motha fuckah!

"Bitch got me again!"

I saw "The Condemned", a WWE film, the other night.

I'm not proud of it, but it was one of the greatest things ever.

My favorite line comes around midway-ish, when Kreston dies.

Basically, he's telling the story of how a woman betrayed him, only to find the woman he's telling the story to betrays him by setting off the bomb attached to his ankle. Right before he dies, he says:

"AWWW! Bitch got me again, motha fuckah!"

It's easily my favorite scene from any movie in the past.....year or so.

Here's a link, just skip to 7:50, and watch to about 8:04. You won't regret it.

Yarrrrr!

Ahoy, ye land lubbers!

'tis Talk Like a Pirate Day!

Be ye a bilge rat, or a salty sea dog?

'm off to pillage! Yarrr!

*update*

Avast, ye! Learn the piratical lingo!

Anniversaries

Today's the 25^th anniversary of my parents' wedding.

Today is also the 7^th anniversary of 9/11^TM.

Happy 9/11^TM, because it's no longer a day of mourning, but a day of exploitation.

May your God continue to bless America.

Your love...

it's too far gone...
gotta move right on...
Even after all - these - years,
I can see through - your tears.
Even after all - these - years,
I can still taste it - hear it - feel it,
Need it!
Hold it - know it - want it,
Love it!
Breathe it - believe it - conceive it,
Be it!

I'm not your lover anymore, ba-by,
Got my eyes on another life.
You're never what I had in mind, ba-by,
Got my eyes on another life.
I thought you really cared, ba-by,
But there's no room in your life.
You replied 'may-be', ba-by,
Now I'm out of your life.

Your love is too far gone...
gotta move right on...
Even after all - these - years,
I can see through - your tears.
Even after all - these - years,
I still can't get away.

**I came up with this in the shower, and decided to plot it down. I could make it into workable lyrics, but I may leave this as a spoken piece and fix it later.**

I Survived

I survived another night of drinking last night. I'm finally feeling O.K. right now. I've really just been chilling in the suite all day recuperating. It was a sad party, though; myself, Nick and Wade, with the occasional visitor. Nobody we know wants to party, which is really sad.

Still missing Kelly. Hopefully we're gonna get to see each other soon. I just gotta get through classes a bit longer.

Nine Inch Nails is coming to Greensboro 11-03-08. I'm going to that. It will be the best night ever.

Ever.


Ever.

Ugh

I certainly must say that hitting the breaking point really does freaking suck.
Yaye for apartment shopping?

Good News, Everybody!

The kitchen sink is fixed! It no longer leaks, so I can actually clean dishes again! Hooray!









Eh...that's really it.