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Poetry. Stream of Consciousness. Spontaneity. Angst. Humor. Bliss. Regret. Comtemplation. Comfort. Fear. Hope. Love.
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Thursday, February 14, 2002 :::
Happy Valentines Day, you crazy lovebirds...
spent yesterday on the 'net, checkin' out new music. i was watching interviews with Finger Eleven, and they mentioned some of their favorite bands, so i check a few out. Travis is really nice...very pretty music. Maybe a bit too down-tempo for me at the moment, but we'll see. The other band that i looked up was Blinker the Star, and i'm really, really diggin' their stuff. it's happy...it's full...lots of strings (violins, etc)...overall, just GOOD. so...i wouldn't be surprised if i pick it up today at Best Buy, assuming they have it. so...that's my recommendation for the month. Blinker the Star.
I've grown very, very tired of depressing lyrics/music...the type that you feel like your drowning to when you listen. I'm making a conscious effort to stop writing my lyrics in that direction, cuz man...positivity is where it's at. positivity with intelligence. i've definitely got a ways to go with this, but...i'm excited :)
Pizza Hut screwed me over. I ordered a cheese stuffed-crust pizza at 11:40 PM yesterday, and it didn't get here 'till 1:15 AM today. how insane is that? but apparently, the driver got pulled over on the way; "There are POlice everywhere," he told me. so...i'm sorta alright with that. *just give me my pizza, and i won't diminish the tip.* i proceeded to place the pizza in the oven, cuz it was lukewarm...and after about 5 min, began to eat. after 2 slices, i realized that something was...amiss. i removed a little cheese and stuck my finger into what should have been the sauce...but the sauce didn't move. the sauce was not sauce. it was pepperoni. now...this isn't really a bad thing, cuz i don't mind pepporoni - i ate 2 slices without even noticing that it was beneath the cheese. but hey. i'm a poor college student. i payed good money for pizza...it took 1.5 hours to get to me...and it wasn't even what i wanted. so i called Pizza Hut, and i chilled on hold for 10 minutes before hanging up. so...this is unacceptable. the customer is always right (an asshole, maybe, according to Mallrats...but right regardless), and they screwed up my Valentines present to myself...so...compensation will commence. oh yes.
caught Ralph Nader on the Daily Show with Jon Stewart while i was on hold. what a cool, cool guy. he's got the idea. apparently, he's just released a book entitled "Crashing the Party,", which i intend to buy, and I recommend the same action to anyone else who is pro-Nader, or simply concerned with the future of America. interestingly enough, after the interview, i switched on MTV, and what video was on? that's right..."Toxicity," from System of a Down. this is not coincidence. we need a revolution, baby.
so drew is up in North Carolina, enjoying chocolate vaginas and the company of a few sexy, intelligent ladies...and i'm stuck here with good ol' Chris. don't get me wrong...chris is a good guy - when he comes in short doses. i can't take too much of my dropout roomie. i just...i dunno. i get bored, i guess. but i am glad that he's here; it's never a nice thing to be completely alone in this apartment. besides - he's funny...and he reminds me of what i might become if i don't get my act together. so chris: thank you for being a funny slob of a friend. i truly will miss you if you ever move out.
aight...i gotta get up at 8 today...so i should get some sleep. if it is in your power to spend "quality time" with someone special today, rock it. just have them call you Alan, if you know what i mean. goodnight...
::: posted by AJBrotz at 2:26 AM

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