Sat, May. 28th, 2005, 02:59 pm
This journal is dead. Hence, this is the last post(it will be edited later to include the name of this eljay's prodigy). In today's news, I'm going to Charlotte today to get some rock in me and to see my Chryssi. yum.
I <3 Danni
One of my favorite bands-also my favorite un-signed band- are doing a national tour, and are coming to the south-east. This is a No.Cal. rock band. "Patience is a Virtue" was my favorite song for a few years until I got hardcore into TBS. Before Monday, A Dose of Commentary, Addicted to Faith, etc etc etc, I have NEVER heard a song of theirs that I didn't like. That last date on the south-east list...yep, a SC tour date :D ME SO HAPPY Going to more than one of these dates is under SERIOUS consideration from myself. I've talked to the band members- told them how psyched I was- completely made myself seem like a groupie band whore. Its the second time I've talked to them and they've yet to dissapoint me. In any event, this is one of those rare times when I can support an unsigned band whose music I like and I'm positive is worthy to be played ahead of most if not all of the crap on the radio. The only other unsigned band that I've liked and talked to was Bleed the Dream, whose cds I bought when we hung out with them at last year's Warped(they'll be back this year and are on my list to see again). Needless to say, I'm too excited to write anything else, even though this is of no interest to anyone but me.
I <3 Normal Like You
and Danni of course.
Jun 27 2005 7:00P
Beta Bar Tallahassee, FL
Jun 28 2005 7:00P
The Imperial Jacksonville, FL
Jun 29 2005 7:00P
The Orpheum - TBA Tampa, FL
Jun 30 2005 7:00P
Ridgeport Pub Naples, FL
Jul 1 2005 7:00P
TBA Athens, GA
Jul 2 2005 7:00P
The Jinx Savannah, GA
Jul 3 2005 7:00P
TBA Atlanta, GA
Jul 4 2005 7:00P
South Carolina Vet's Hall Summerville, SC
The sharper the edge, the cleaner the wound. So, I'll be keeping it dull tonight for I deserve to live.
Hmmm, Bayside has been getting the overkill as of late, that probably isn't too healthy, but I've fallen back in love with it.
So, AOL is being a bitch. It logs me on, I can check my mail, but it won't "connect" to my instant messenger. On top of that, AIM is doing the same. *SIGH* In any even, you guys won't be seeing me on either of those until I get this thing figured out, or get the information I need to give Dell so that they can reset my computer to yesterday, when everything worked.
I've had significant progess with Irving's Garp. It reminds me of Catch 22 by Heller. That's a good thing for those of you who weren't sure.
Anyway, I've been reading...I retreived Keith from school...and I'm soon to go prepare a package for the lovely miss Danni. I may write more later...I want to finish, but I fear I've set my ambitions too high and that the subsequent fall may kill it. I am a stubborn bastard however, so I'm sure I'll finish it, albeit it won't be pretty. "...nearly everything seems a letdown after a writer has finished writing something."
Mon, May. 23rd, 2005, 04:50 pm
Busy first half of the day being followed by a lazy latter half. Had a wonderful time with the beautiful Miss Dina, I hadn't seen her in ages. Speaking of hadn't seen in ages, LONNY showed as well. We ate in the food court then shopped and played around in the arcade before Lonny departed and Dina and myself headed over to BAM. I bought a West Point style hat, John Irving's The World According to Garp
, and a few goodies to be sent off to my beloved Danni.
Weird coincidence? Dina pointed out that on this date two years ago, we graduated from high school. Today we just so happened to all three hang out when we really haven't seen each other much since that day. In other marlboro county news, we saw Throop today... I would have forgotten him by now...but then that would have been like forgetting who the unabomber(sp?) was...
My ride to Florence allowed me to rediscover Bayside, and reminded me where this LJ nickname came from. Here are the lyrics for the song "Loveless Wrists"- PG-13 lil' kiddies. ( BOOMCollapse )
As I presaged 2 entries ago, I finished my Thoreau. Thus, per my muse's admonition, I've begun my attempt at prose. I'm 8 pages in, addicted to the point of I shall most likely finish it, yet completely flabbergasted by the results. All this writing merely proves that I do not know how to write. It appears to be heading towards life as a short story; based about 90% on the happenings of last Summer, with the remaining 10% being fiction and a few fudged details along the way. The problem however, is the lack of conflict. I'm not sure if I want this to fall the way of a memoir...especially if I doubt I could pull off anything more than a short story. I seriously lack the ability to pull off any large amount of writing. My style is too mundane, too repetitive, to hold onto anyone's attention span for more than a page or so. Hell, you're probably not even reading this now for lack of interest... I've enlisted Hurley to help me think of things... afterall, he should remember a good deal of my finished work from his own personal experiences.( personal notes for writingCollapse )
I abnegated my bed at no later than a quarter 'til 11 today, just in time to rendezous with the Burghers
at my door. I swear, Rodin was surpassed only by God in being able to create man from earth, although I must say, he made fewer mistakes. One of these days- fall break perhaps?- I intend to go see them for myself. Thoreau and I have scheduled our last indulgence for this mid-day; at which time, as per the request of my muse, I will try my hand at prose, albiet only until I procure more reading material, that is, excepting that I find myself adept. Being as I'm not at all very creative, I would appreciate any suggestions as to WHAT exactly to right.( Wax with me.Collapse )
I have become quite impressed with my MYSPACE account- Found Here
-and thus consequently, with my ability to copy and paste html code that is generated by other websites. Oh, but to become a master without any effort, practice, or learning whatsoever...I do so love modern society.
I have not had word with my Venus all day...I must rectify that presently.( Read more...Collapse )