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taco-plus-josh equals love! 9-17-'xx: 4:56pm [ used to turn me on: pansy division ] y'know....i was thinking last night...and there's really a certian amount of dehumanization that comes with talking to people on the internet. really. sometimes, it gets to the point where it feels like you're not realy talking to anyone...you're just sending messages out into some cables and nothing human is on the receiving end. it's all so cold and metallic and...yeah, i sound reeeeal the-end-is-near here, don't i? but seriously. sometimes, i feel like i'm an IM...and e-mail...rather than a person when it comes to this stuff. it's kind of depressing, actually. and you're thinking....i just realized this? ha! well, i can't help the fact that i'm slow, really. [ it's too late: carol king ] this song has a rhodes piano in it...god, i love these things! if anyone knows where i can get a rhodes piano, please tell me. they have to be one of the coolest sounding things ever. so i went to the doctor once again to get my back checked out. they made me take a urine test to ensure that it wasn't kidney problems...ugh. the whole idea of a urine test just kinda creeps me out, that's all. most of the time there was spent in one of those goddamned little white rooms....except THIS time, i didn't have a window. i ended up paicing around so i didn't fall asleep. anyway, so it ended up bieng muscle strain...i was prescribed some muscle relaxers and anti-inflamatories and told to ice it twice a day. the end. [ say goodbye forever: the rentals ] oh, and something funny....the other day, i was taking...er...well, kinda....to ben, and he kept pausing for really long periods of time. and of course, getting 4-5 hours of sleep a night every day last week, i was TIRED. so this one time, i fell asleep. he ended up signing off. ok, so that isn't THAT funny but....yeah. and i can't even blame my lack of coherrency on the drugs. they're pretty mild, actually. they just keep the pain and tension away. i'm not...drooling or anything. at least not any more than i usually do. [ swallow everything: the mr t experience ] woo hoo! a partial title track for the current layout. double single, single double, double single, double crossed! so i rented angus last night, because i all of the sudden remembered how much i like that movie. i really do. but i cna't find a copy like, ANYWHERE! of COURSE. but...any movie that rolls the opening credits over shots of a marching band MUST be good. and the soundtrack, of course, kicks total ass. JAR is one of the best songs EVER. hands down. [ rehashed: sicko ] anyway, so now that my back is all hurt and stuff, i'm going to take it easy at marching band rehersals. because it would SUCK to injure myself so bad that i'd knock myself out for the season. mrs lane was trying not to let me march much on thursday, she didn't want me to at ALL as a matter of fact...but i did one run-through beacause i felt like a major wuss and a cheater and whatnot. [ just another magic moment: the bomb bassets ] and speaking of mrs lane...she's invited me to stay at their house when my dad goes out of town. and i'm going to...but it's going to be kinda surreal. it'll be like...hey, mr lane, what's for dinner? kinda creepy but....hey, it's nice to know they care! [ time after time: cindi lauper ] anyway. i should probably shut up and go. i just remembered that i need to type up my IB music notes but...you KNOW i won't get around to it until like, 10pm. gotta hold up my tradition of procrastination here. |
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