self-titled: ^_^
make war
today at work i was ahead a day and now when updated s-t i seem to have become behind a day.
today was quite weird, because as i was walking home, i thought about this morning when i was walking to the T, and the hours in between, 10 of them, seemed like minutes. today was an unbelievably quick day and i don't know why. but don't mistake this for complaining, oh no.
So i'm being tested. first was the fact that my apartment is a shithole. second is the whole flooded carpet debacle. third is the leftover smell. fourth is the mushroom i found on saturday. Then last night was the power outage at 10pm. i swear. each day is just a test, not only a test, but an insult, a kick to the nuts. every day that goes by and joe the new landlord doesn't call me and say "move on in!" is another day i'm forced to suffer this hell.
i had a realization today in dunkin donuts. This girl and this girl are the same girl. "wishful thinking" you may say, but no, it is so. I had a flashback this morning at dunkin donuts, it was like the end of usual suspects where everything relevant flashed up on screen. except in this case, it wasn't very clever and there were really only three pieces to the puzzle. 1.) the first morning at dunkin donuts, 2.) catching her eye at maryanns, 3.) her saying she had seen me in dunkin' donuts. i thought of all these things this morning when i saw some other cute girl in dunkin' donuts but she didn't really look back and then i was like "oh, remember when the girl looked back," and then was like "oh! oh!" and then i went to work and ten minutes later was walking back home.
on saturday i went to sland3 at 6 or so. john and i went and bought six packs of beers across the world: pilsner urquell for me, stella artois for him, and uhh, bud for sean. then we hit eagle's deli, and then back to sland3 to drink and play football. and then there was a surprise. on espn classic there was the 1984 rose bowl of miami vs. boston college, home of the god-like flutie 6-seconds-left game winning pass. nice surprise. we watched. then it ended, and i saw sean and john do a dance routine to some song with robbie williams and kylie minogue. and then we went to mary ann's because we had absolutely nothing else to do. we went. we hung out. i talked to my grandparents. keyser came. then a senior prom came. then people left. then sean and i left. then i came home and had another series of 1,000 weird dreams.
yesterday i played videogames. then, at 10, after a little gta3, i was all amped to see citizen kane since i had earlier watched the 3-eyed fish simpsons episode which has more than a handful of overt nods to CK, and then the power went out and i wept.
and then today happened, but you're filled in on that.
oh, except for the music quotient. one: i cannot friggin WAIT until the interpol album on friday. and two: i listened to the bright eyes album today. my first bright eyes experience, and not a bad one. i was expecting a lot more childishness, yelping, crying, and things that hurt my ears. yelping and ear hurting only happened for about 15 seconds. the rest of it was mostly good. some of it great. he's weird though as everything is in prose and there are generally zero choruses. but i'm digging it. a very rustic western thing going on, with a few twists here and there. he also sounds at time like a lower registered gordon gano. and i need to sink into the lyrics more to see if they're all trite and shit, but they seem pretty solid, heavy theme of redemption throughout.
also, i was supposed to go lifting with sean today. but schedules didn't work out which is too bad because i am untired as i ever will be again for some reason today and i fear that this may very well be the nail in the coffin as far as me getting any sort of mass or definition is concerned.