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Monday, December 15, 2003
Thursday, December 11, 2003
the shackles that bind me...
so, there's been a lot of talk lately...
you know... the usual spouting of nonsense that issues forth from my yap.
... and no, i'm not talking about the silly ass surveys i've been posting on friendster, nor the sorry ass quizzes from quizilla.
but rather, the real deal shtuff...
well, it's ALL moving in a positive direction.
i can't promise myself or any of you that there won't be some setbacks,
but that's just the way life works, right?
to clarify:
i'm getting the fuck out of Kalamazoo.
probably by march or april. may at the very, very, very latest.
which is great because this timeframe falls into my six month plan.
the scouts are scouting, and the advance troops are gathering their supplies.
we have a green light on operation: enrique freedom.
i'm going to go ahead and start my process by declaring my alliance to the Isles.
======
on a completely different note,
my sucky corporate job has taken away the one thing that keeps me sane:
streaming internet radio.
most streaming media went by the wayside a few months ago when they installed this "websense" system that blocks anything that eats a lot of bandwidth, but because most of the stations i like fall below our security officer's radar*. i was able to hold on to 3wk.com for a while... but Worf was able to figure me out. shit.
*he very much enjoys being called "security officer." he's a big star trek freak. i'm sure he refers to different areas of Bronson as: "the bridge, main engineering, transporter room one" and the likes... maybe not out loud, but inside his head. he's taking off three days because of Lord of the Rings, he dressed up as a chubby version of Ewan McGregor in the latest two Star Wars movies for Halloween, at last checkhe's got all but the last two seasons of Deep Space Nine on DVD and eagerly awaiting the release of ST:Voyager on DVD. implied judgement: nerd.
so, there's been a lot of talk lately...
you know... the usual spouting of nonsense that issues forth from my yap.
... and no, i'm not talking about the silly ass surveys i've been posting on friendster, nor the sorry ass quizzes from quizilla.
but rather, the real deal shtuff...
well, it's ALL moving in a positive direction.
i can't promise myself or any of you that there won't be some setbacks,
but that's just the way life works, right?
to clarify:
i'm getting the fuck out of Kalamazoo.
probably by march or april. may at the very, very, very latest.
which is great because this timeframe falls into my six month plan.
the scouts are scouting, and the advance troops are gathering their supplies.
we have a green light on operation: enrique freedom.
i'm going to go ahead and start my process by declaring my alliance to the Isles.
======
on a completely different note,
my sucky corporate job has taken away the one thing that keeps me sane:
streaming internet radio.
most streaming media went by the wayside a few months ago when they installed this "websense" system that blocks anything that eats a lot of bandwidth, but because most of the stations i like fall below our security officer's radar*. i was able to hold on to 3wk.com for a while... but Worf was able to figure me out. shit.
*he very much enjoys being called "security officer." he's a big star trek freak. i'm sure he refers to different areas of Bronson as: "the bridge, main engineering, transporter room one" and the likes... maybe not out loud, but inside his head. he's taking off three days because of Lord of the Rings, he dressed up as a chubby version of Ewan McGregor in the latest two Star Wars movies for Halloween, at last checkhe's got all but the last two seasons of Deep Space Nine on DVD and eagerly awaiting the release of ST:Voyager on DVD. implied judgement: nerd.
Sunday, December 07, 2003
one answer changes everything i tell ya'...
you spend most of your time?
A. Rearranging your hair, taking artsy angled photos of yrself
B. Browsing pitchforkmedia.com
C. Rearranging your record collection/sitting on your butt
D. Writing angsty poetry, blah, blah, blah...
E. Fixing your hair, shopping at thrift stores.
So, I figure... go with the true answer right.
I browse pitchforkmedia.
It's not as if I plan my weekly record purchases from their site (no, that would be from either other music and/or neptune records weekly e-mails, places that are probably deemed far more pretentious than pitchfork... but I digress...) and while some of their reviewers are kinda pretentious (what critic isn't? ...) they're usually spot on with their music news and gossip. So hey, there I am.
I mean, I have my record collection in order.
It doesn't need any "re-organization." Maybe I need to file things away... but lets be honest the only real way to "organize" your collection is by alphabetical order. Maybe if you're really anal (which I have been accused of) you add to the above by organizing each artist's albums by release date. But DEFINITELY none of this, (and forgive me Nick Hornby and more importantly John Cussack) organized by ex-girlfriends or music education progression bullshit. I mean seriously TRY FINDING ANYTHING!!
So, I answered B.
you are a pretentious indie asshole. you piss off
everybody but other pretentious indie assholes.
you suck extremely hard and only listen to
stuff on pitchfork media. fuck you.
what type of lame scenester are you?
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Whatever..., I don't try to pass myself off as knowing anything about Still Life or Indian Summer. I don't pretend that I wear anything but tshirts and jeans. I will freely admit to standing around nodding at shows (definitely no "hardcore dance" for me,) and keep my mouth shut...
and I'm lumped in with Connor Oberst loving motherfuckers...
I gave his last album a chance, but puh - leeeze...
On side 1 of LP2, (or answer C) :
When I pretend that I have a sick, dead-end relationship with my record collection and obviously too much time on my hands.
you are either a record nerd or not a scenester at
all. you are the coolest of the bunch. bravo,
dude.
what type of lame scenester are you?
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*grrrrrrrrr*
I need to make me some motherfucking quizzes...
you spend most of your time?
A. Rearranging your hair, taking artsy angled photos of yrself
B. Browsing pitchforkmedia.com
C. Rearranging your record collection/sitting on your butt
D. Writing angsty poetry, blah, blah, blah...
E. Fixing your hair, shopping at thrift stores.
So, I figure... go with the true answer right.
I browse pitchforkmedia.
It's not as if I plan my weekly record purchases from their site (no, that would be from either other music and/or neptune records weekly e-mails, places that are probably deemed far more pretentious than pitchfork... but I digress...) and while some of their reviewers are kinda pretentious (what critic isn't? ...) they're usually spot on with their music news and gossip. So hey, there I am.
I mean, I have my record collection in order.
It doesn't need any "re-organization." Maybe I need to file things away... but lets be honest the only real way to "organize" your collection is by alphabetical order. Maybe if you're really anal (which I have been accused of) you add to the above by organizing each artist's albums by release date. But DEFINITELY none of this, (and forgive me Nick Hornby and more importantly John Cussack) organized by ex-girlfriends or music education progression bullshit. I mean seriously TRY FINDING ANYTHING!!
So, I answered B.
you are a pretentious indie asshole. you piss off
everybody but other pretentious indie assholes.
you suck extremely hard and only listen to
stuff on pitchfork media. fuck you.
what type of lame scenester are you?
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Whatever..., I don't try to pass myself off as knowing anything about Still Life or Indian Summer. I don't pretend that I wear anything but tshirts and jeans. I will freely admit to standing around nodding at shows (definitely no "hardcore dance" for me,) and keep my mouth shut...
and I'm lumped in with Connor Oberst loving motherfuckers...
I gave his last album a chance, but puh - leeeze...
On side 1 of LP2, (or answer C) :
When I pretend that I have a sick, dead-end relationship with my record collection and obviously too much time on my hands.
you are either a record nerd or not a scenester at
all. you are the coolest of the bunch. bravo,
dude.
what type of lame scenester are you?
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*grrrrrrrrr*
I need to make me some motherfucking quizzes...
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