Alex

got snowboard and wait for it a cell phone.

no drinking tonight, i decided to stay in and pack and do laundry and go to sleep before 4 so i can maybe maybe not be alien sick for christmas this year. of course i know just that suggestion will give me more intense puke flu than i thought possible.

today was filled with adventure. started out super early with our community service, which consisted of driving around the city in a van, with my housemates and bruce/clarence and shoveling out fire hydrants. so that was pretty awesome but we got out pretty early, meaning i had a little bit of time before cvs. i get to cvs at 4 for my shift, only to find that it started at noon, but it wasnt busy so they sorta just let me chill and wander around for a few hours before leaving. next semester like 20 people are leaving, none of whom are douchebags, so thats different.

leaving for home in the morning which is exciting, even though i realistically wont do much over break. for me, break is just a slightly more relaxed version of the exact life i lead here. for instead of merely avoiding and failing assignments, the assignments dont exist in the first place, so while i accomplish just as much during schooltime at break, there are no consequences. fantastic. hopefully snowboarding will happen, as well as something fantastical for new years.

i was randomly in a wicked good mood today coming home from work in the cold icy dark. like im always sorta in a good mood but this was uncharacteristically jolly. i think the whole christmas thing was a little desensitized on me for a while, in that theyve been playing christmas music since before thanksgiving, but i think its actually starting to hit me in that it is in like a week.

i have a few new years resolutions this year, and a couple of wishes, so heres hoping for more will power this year than last.

bridgewater moakey take me home tonight.

Ground rules: The first player of this "game" writes "Five Weird Habits of Yourself" and the people who get tagged need to then write their five quirky little habits as well as state the rules of this game clearly. In the end, you need to list the next five people who you want to tag, and then go on to leave a tag comment on their LJ

1. food - after every bite of cereal i take i use the spoon to wipe the milk off the bottom of my lip, and every time i open a soda, i suck off the few drops that have inevitably spilled on my left hand. i leave the ends on a loaf of bread, put empty popsicle and pizza boxes back in the fridge, and am far too liberal with what foods salad dressing should be allowed on. every time i eat crackers i get crumbs on my left shoulder.

2. i bite off my hangnails, cuticles, and skin on my lower lip, and my fingernails down to nothing. when theres no nail i just knaw on the skin.

3. i talk to myself all the time, always while playing video games, or walking between places. sometimes i will be in a situation and think of a sentence to say in my head even though no ones there, wait a few seconds, and say the exact sentence anyway.

4. i unexpectedly walk away from online coversations

5. i like never do laundry. even though sometimes i wear 5 shirts in one day, sometimes ill go two or three days just rockin out in some outfit ive been sleeping in.

marland/sousa/geary should probably do this

i dont know why i think this is so funny, but i do.

CP Traina (12:58:29 AM): there are 4 quarts in a gallon right
Cassafrassy42 (12:58:35 AM): yeah
Cassafrassy42 (12:58:38 AM): no 5
Cassafrassy42 (12:58:41 AM): 5 quarts
CP Traina (12:58:44 AM): why isn't this stupid shit mixing
CP Traina (12:58:47 AM): no there are 4
Cassafrassy42 (12:58:54 AM): im pretty sure its five dood
Cassafrassy42 (12:59:00 AM): thats why theyre called QUARTS
Cassafrassy42 (12:59:02 AM): god youre dumb
CP Traina (12:59:16 AM): dood
CP Traina (12:59:20 AM): maybe in a bakers gallon

CP Traina (1:03:55 AM): it won't go in solution
CP Traina (1:04:01 AM): I am going to have to drink shitties, I am pissed
Cassafrassy42 (1:04:31 AM): what are you creating
CP Traina (1:04:41 AM): Orange Early Rise
CP Traina (1:05:00 AM): also known as Orange Wal-Mart Kool-aid
CP Traina (1:05:14 AM): I am honestly starting to think I received 5 quarts worth of mix
CP Traina (1:05:21 AM): cause there is so much extra floting around
CP Traina (1:06:31 AM): I am even using walmart brand water to make it

solstice is on.

21st.

sousa and gerry must wear white suits.

in a cooking store, you wouldnt think theyd have chocolate-lookalike paint chips in a free sample dish next to the fondue set, but they do friends. dont just jump in like i do. if they smell like rocks, chances are they taste like rocks. or dust. these ones tasted like dust.

in lieu of writing the math paper that i have to create by thursday, i have voted in favor of an updated christmas list. with pictures.

( GO )

2 things i have come across recently that bother me:

when people clap at movies, either right before or at the end. unless the actors just happen to be there and have made there presence and need for approval clear, there is really no point unless you are nine and/or a giant douchebag.

when people have profiles or away messages that consist of a conversation between themselves and another online, where like the "funny part" of the conversation is something they said, not the other people. great, you said something and you thought it was funny. it if had been funny the other person wouldve used it. not you. youre not funny so you should probably die with the clapping douches.

other than that things have been good. i finally got all my advising done now i just have to come up with the one more required class i have to grad. it was neat meeting another round of advisors for the fourth or fifth time. most people have built up some sort of rapport with their advisors, whereas since i have never had the same advisor twice, they are confues as to who i even am. upon my math meeting, the prof started to talk to me about how i was doing in my math classes now, to which i made stuff up, cause i dont know, and when i told him i didnt know what i got on my tests cause i have some "attendance issues" he appeared noticeably displeased.

had prethanksgiving here yesterday - complete with blackberry mead, pina colada phillies and sean eating all the pumpkin pie filling and leaving the crust on the floor.

pretty pumped to go home - get to see the fam and the stupid dog and the big tv - and a wedding, which is neat. unfortunately that means im not gonna be around for other people too much, but we can probably finagle some star wars-playing/mr.p's pizza-eating along the way.

sixth day in a row tomorrow at cvs - trying to shamble together christmas money in time.

speaking of christmas i have decided to compose my annual lj christmas list this instant consisting of primarily:

A COMPUTER - my computer is a heap of death and needs replacing. this is really the thing i want like all of the most. i was actually thinking about a mac like one of those crazy new imac g5s that can be your tv too and stuff, but i think im just more comfortable with pcs. they are more open to razor blade virus snake invasions, so maybe a mac wouldnt be a bad idea.

other things:

cell phone
running sneakers
mp3 player - not even a good or big one just one that works
black adam t-shirt - M
wild arms alter code F

thats all i can think of, but ill probably edit over the next few days.

bridgewater moakey take me home tonight.

ok pbf is awesome, but so far dinosaur comics is the only one supporting my life mantra.

what now, you shit test?

(note: i think i only got like a 70, but the fact that i could do that is really a miracle beyond miracles)

cruising through the rest of the week, complete with battlefront 2 tonight.

and old wings.

cause theres nothing to do in between class i did this

chad


omar


bridgewater moakey take me home tonight.

supposed to get up at like 830 today so i could write a paper and spend any extra time before my class at 2 studying for the class i never go to. of course i decided an even better plan would be to get up at 1130. but i finished the paper in under an hour even though it is pretty much shit. so that just leaves studying and since i conveniently have to work tonight, the studying will most likely be delegated to later in the evening, and i will stay up til like 12 and be like ill study in the morning and set my alarm for 4, and get up at 9, and then go to the test at 1030, leave the test and fall on an enormous metal spike. but i chose my fate when i watched 5 hours of west wing yesterday so bring it on life!

aint nothing gonna bring me down.

-hiatus between classes-

music test today was not a good time. i had planned on studying this morning at 8, and fell asleep watching law and order on the little sofa. got up at 3 and managed to still remember to set my clock for 8, while wading through laundry and trash all over my floor. got up at 8, and proceeded to set my clock for 9. got up at 9, took a shower, and immediately went to bed naked. got up at 10, got dressed, and went back to bed. got up at 1130. neat the test was in an hour. looked over the material for about 20 seconds, before deciding that price is right was a better plan. looked over the book on the walk to campus, but didnt really get anything cause i was focusing on how cold my hands were. the test itself was a la mr. mccarthy tests, in that for the most part, the matching answers were so different that you could pretty much guess what the answers were. for those of you who arent marland or george, a mr. mccarthy history matching test was something like this

1. russian czarina
2. a fruit
3. some people think im what?
4. where czarina catherine lived

a. apple
b. awesome
c. catherine
d. russia

seriosuly this is what the tests were like. if you knew what a place and a noun was, you were pretty much set. of course i say this test was like this is the most subtle of ways, in that you could narrow it down to about 2 of the like twenty for each answer, so i could very possibly have gotten every one wrong. neat.

i have math history now, which i wouldnt go to cept i think we may be getting some sort of paper assignment, which i should probably know about now rather than the day after its due.

and also my hair is disgustingly yellow right now, in that i am one of the few the proud representing the hanna barbera mysetry solving universe tonight.

zoinks.

things written on the link bathroom stall besides the rants about the government:

"a lot of people poop with pens"

"everyone poops w/pens"

"i pooped on your girlfriend"

new green lantern dream total: 3

brian leigh hanging out with a small army of girl scouts on our porch dream total: only 1, but theres always tonight

with money i got from pat today i should be able to finally pay off everyone, including the bookstore. of course this does not include my mom, to which i owe an increasingly embarassing amount of money. and i will hopefully be able to start paying her back soon and not just allotting more and more of her money toward my living and vices. but i want to buy some stuff first, couple of splurging t-shirts i saw online that i honestly have found myself thinking about away from the comp cause i want them so bad. that and a bottle of absinthe. i think its time we all rode the green snake or the demon or whatever its nicknamed cause i mean who wouldnt want to see blood dolphins and the alien and a rat in a dress.

stumbled upon a few new games this weekend. chandelier is a game involving a circle of people and corresponding cups and trying to quarter-bounce into other peoples cups. upon learning about my strange new friends i immediately began to mock them, their families and hometowns, so i was the focus of the beers attention. i piad my kind hosts back by falling asleep on their kitchen floor.

drinktionary is a pretty intense game as well, in that it just starts with someone drawing something on a post it and you guess. if you guess wrong you drink and if you guess right its a social and you are the next drawer. the added element of excitement is the inclusion of the post-its as trophies stuck to your maw, gullet, bean, grill, etc. highlight: deciding that seans clothes were a better canvas for my red sharpie masterpiece; omar choosing "rat in a dress" as his clue.

and then creepy tedley taught everyone a game as i watched from afar. tedley is pretty bad and im pretty confident i dont want to meet him again.

last day to drop classes tomorrow and true to form, i have not only a class to drop and get all the paperwork done for, but a major drop to boot. and a piano midterm. and linear algebra, which im thinking of skipping and going for a personal best in that it would be my 8th consecutive skipped linear algebra class. im starting to think the guy wouldnt even recognize me anymore. but the longer i stay away, the harder it is to go cause it feels like im going for the first time. but the "good" news is i didnt miss any tests, information i had to require in probably my least favorite way: facebooking people in my class and IMing them. seriously it is the fucking creeperiest thing and of course the only person on there was physics stalker girl so we get that blueberry-muffin-unpleasantness to boot.

shout out to boom-boom the effeminate cat and horatio sanz as hagrid for giving me my new alarmingly hanna-barbera saying of choice; yikes.

uhhhhhh doods uhhhhhhhhhhh doooods DOOOOOOOOOODS!!

and blue christmas is stuck in my head. and the third? movement of four scottish dances - whatever the one where we were playing it and it was all dark and snowy. it was neat. seems wierd that it was six years ago though. yikes.

bridgewater moakey take me home tonight.

had a dream that christopher meloni was lex luthor. that was pretty neat.

woke up the other night after a bout with nightmares, up at 5-7am with all the blankets and sheets and pillows all over the floor around me. spooky.

i want to clean my room but i realized it would only be clean for a day and it pretty much just serves a functional value rather than aesthetic. the only main problem is the phantom location of my keys - think im gonna have to get new ones.

had actually a really good time at faegans last night, once the fates shifted in my favor and free beers started coming. we had one of our first sublime-free loud group sing-a-longs, like with actually everyone which was weird cause i thought it wouldve happened more before now.

cant really get ahead in the money situation. i think after my check this week i will still owe people money, let alone the bookstore or my parents. course mark and pat and chad and sean are the first to get paid, in that they are the ones that can cause me direct physical harm.

sean and i begin our search for a place for next year, one possibly involving central air. i still like the idea of finding like a tiny empty place and filling it with found things.

it will be wierd to have like no one here next year, what with everyone embarking in real-life shenanigans. in a perfect world, i suppose i would have the drive to work two jobs. i figure im not gonna have too much of a social life next year with everyone like gone, so might as well fill up my time with work. gotta find stuff i actually enjoy doing though. gimme some of that sweet-sweet mailman job. i plan on being the, as jane pictured me, the seinfeld-taking-over-for-newman walkaround mailman, whistling and oblivious to everything around him. yeah that sounds alright.

i think im always gonna need some sort of roommate cause i think i would go crazy by myself. i need some sort of regular contact with other human beings or i think i would talk out loud to myself a lot, which ort of sends out a blinking "crazy" light in the back of my head, which is intimidating.

so i think i might enter the mail industry right after school. i dont know why this came to me all of a sudden, but i think i would enjoy it as a break from school and cvs and all that and just be out on the street with the rolly-bin and the shorts and black shoes. just have to practice up for my civil service exam i guess. and actually get a job.

i think its important to have a life philosophy, something to guide moments of indecision, as a sort of handbook for general life situations. after all of my livjournal rantings in the past, i think everyone understands that i very much respect and preach the idea of worrying about work as little as possible and remaining optimistic in foolishly retardedly bad moments. and while im sticking by these, im throwing in a reaffirmed belief in the forces of karma. too much of my life so far has balanced out in order for it to be anything less than the ivisible hand of fate at work, and i have come to respect this spectre that so diligently forces my life toward equilibrium. and really its a sort of fantastic way of looking at things. bad things happen, but the more they do that means good is coming down the way. mark and i lost on the lottery today, but we got free paper towels. i lost 180 the other day due to bank fees, but i found out the same day my mom paid off 200 on my credit card bill. the universe wants to be balanced, so i think we just sort of have to sit back and let it fight its little war between good and evil. i figure the day i die ill just about break even, which is fine with me.

the components of my rapidly cementing life motto, as stolen from tv, movies, the deep, tortured recesses of my mind and the people who share a bathroom with me

- go big or go home
- try anything once, unless its retarded. after that, youve already done it; might as well keep doing it.
- we're way too young still to be worrying about making mistakes. they're not mistakes anyway, they're research.
- teachers and parents lie. farting will ALWAYS be funny.
- being mad at direct, ridiculous things and people is ok. being mad at the world is stupid.
- almost everything is awesome - not in the awe-inspiring like "oh my god" sort of way, but in the like ninja-turtles way
- there are 3 types of people in the world, those who prefer batman, those who prefer superman, and those who dont really care. the ones who dont care are just ignorant, its not their fault. the ones who prefer superman are douchebags. avoid them.
- work retail, in some respect, for at least a little bit. it will change the way you act around working people for the rest of your life.
- pink is for girls
- dont say "someone has too much time on their hands." ever.
- being arrogant is ok. being patronizing or condescending is retarded. dont treat me like im six, or like you're better than me.
- steal material as much as possible, its funnier than yours. just dont get called out.
- work little, party little to medium-hard. but like all the time.
- having a rival is good, just make sure youre their rival or it doesnt really work.
- do everything tomorrow. once tomorrow comes, dont do it at all.
- ridiculousness is always better than dignity. people will remember you, and positively, as the guy that found and took home a mysterious cake or the guy that ate the poptart he found in a puddle, more than they will remember the guy who was "above it."
- buy the fun stuff first. if its necessary, it will somehow take care of itself. if you pay for all the stupid stuff first theres no money left for subway.
- hiphop and rap are awesome, but only if you know the words. if not theyre just silly.
- stay positive. nothings so bad or hopeless that you cant recover.
- having a sousa and a marland is key to success. by having funhouse-mirror-versions of yourself and your personality you have people enough like you to consider them brothers while having them different enough that we all couldnt be more diverse. its this level of loyalty and brotherhood outside of family that always keeps you grounded.
- if it doesnt make you happy, make sure at least its easy. if its neither, bail.
- dabble.
- no excuses. play like a champion.

thats all i got for now, and thats after some pretty intense brain-racking. ill edit if anything comes to mind

ok so i had this wing last night that i am still feeling today. kyle moaning "owwwwww, owwwwwwww!" upon eating the wings was a choice moment, as well as everyone running around screaming for milk and bread. i guess "nasty hot" means "death from within," but the fact that there was a level of hotness beyond this made me realize that marland has to order them.

i found out that on weekends campus doesnt really open anything til like 11, so the odd situation of me rolling around campus to kill time before work turned into me trying to find a place open with computers, so i ended up in link the nerd factory after many failed attempts. no more passing out at 1030, it leaves me with a morning of nothing to do.

trying to come up with a life plan. im pretty sure its gonna involve no grad school for a bit, a cross-country road trip, the beach, and a lot of mountain zing. potentially moutnain w. depending on where i end up. no more cvs after this year though, ive spent too much time in that hellmouth already.

off to cvs!

so in the last few days i managed to overdraft my bank account, lose my jacket at salvo, and play an unprecendentedly week-long round of keys/please.

but now i have honey wheat pretzel sticks so the week has just about evened out.

slowly being corrupted by lost. working my way through disc four and will most likely be done in lieu of homework tonight.

i ended up talking to marland last night while he was piss drunk off four beers. this is the first time ive ever been on the opposite end of the drunk IM and if i were at my computer id post the hilarity.

i sorta have to do homework now thats due at 2, but that probably mean ill start and then update with something i forogt to put in in like 20 mins, to put off researching as much as possible.

peace out.