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Back in 1974, corruption and lies were running rampant in the streets. To put an end to this corruption, one man was put in charge of the team that was given this job. That man is of no relation to me.

Mission Statement

Greetings, and welcome to my blog. I am the main person who operates this blog. Ok, I'm the only person who operates this blog. But I was trying to sound professional. Anyways, this blog's really about nothing. Just my thoughts on whatever comes to my mind. Hope it doesn't suck. Haha.

Peace and love.

Tuesday, December 21, 2010

How Did I Get Here?

The hell?

It's been forever since I updated this thing. Truly, it has. To be totally honest, I pretty much, more or less, forgot about me even having a blog. Then I decided to delete it instead of trying to maintain it. Vintage laziness! Then, I randomly decided a few days ago, that I was going to restore it, because the good folks at Blogger.com *asskissing over* give you that option for an amount of time after you delete your blog. Well, I restored it. And here it is. So, I haven't really got anything to blog about, still (some things never change), but I decided to restore this blog basically to whine and complain some more, and maybe give some observations of life along the way. Essentially, this blog will serve as my brain-dump, where I'll take all the crap that's on my mind and "dump" it into this convenient webpage. Sounds great, right? As I said, some things never change. I'll probably be blogging a bit more often, seeing as how my blog was deleted for the last, say, month and a half, so not a whole lot of blogging was happening then. But yeah, I'll blog some more, promise.

Be back later.

Peace and whatever.

Saturday, October 16, 2010

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Baby's First Vlog.

So, I decided to take my blogging to the video realm. My friend suggested I attempt to do so, and I went "well, why not?" So, here's the result of said video experiment. Roughly 9 minutes of me rambling and ranting about whatever comes to mind. Enjoy it.

Monday, September 13, 2010

I'm Just About To Set Fire To Everything I See.

This is an absolutely amazing song. John Mayer - Edge of Desire.

Young and full of running
Tell me where has that taken me?
Just a great figure eight or a tiny infinity?

Love is really nothing
But a dream that keeps waking me,
For all of my trying
We still end up dying, how can it be?

Don't say a word just come over and lie here with me,
'Cause I'm just about to set fire to everything I see,
I want you so bad, I'll go back on the things I believed,
There I just said it, I'm scared you'll forget about me.

So young and full of running, all the way to the edge of desire
Steady my breathing, silently screaming,
"I have to have you now"
Wired and I'm tired
Think I'll sleep in my clothes on the floor
Maybe this mattress will spin on its axis and find me on yours

Don't say a word just come over and lie here with me
'Cause I'm just about to set fire to everything I see
I want you so bad I'll go back on the things I believe
There I just said it, I'm scared you'll forget about me

Don't say a word just come over and lie here with me
'Cause I'm just about to set fire to everything I see
I want you so bad I'll go back on the things I believe
There I just said it, I'm scared you'll forget about me

Sunday, September 12, 2010

They Who Don't Say What They Mean Will Live and Die By Their Own Sword.

Hey guys! I'm listening to Magic Pie by Oasis. That's where the title of the blog comes from. It's actually got some pretty sweet lyrics, like the one I posted the title of this blog from. It is rather indulgent. It's like, 7 minutes long, and it really doesn't need to be. Cocaine's a helluva drug, kids. Avoid it like the plague.

Ahem, moving on.

So, basically, I have to do a rough draft of a paper for my English class. Me, being the procrastinator that I am, has held off on doing it until the day before class. So, to get into "writing mode", so to speak, I was taught by one of my other English college professors to start writing (well, typing, in this case) about whatever comes to mind, and that can help you begin your paper and all that good stuff. So, I came to my blog. What's my paper about, you ask? Long story short, I basically have to analyze an ad for a fast food restaurant. I chose a random advertisement for McDonald's, since you know, it's the most popular fast food place and all. Or at least it's definitely up there. Whatever. So, basically, I have to ramble on (which is one of the things I'm best at, as most people who know me can attest to) about this advertisement, which isn't really much to work with, but as I said, rambling is a skill of mine, and I'll work with it. As I said, it's a rough draft, so it can be terrible. I plan on making it good, but terrible at the same time, if that makes any sense. It probably doesn't. What I mean is that I'll put some effort into it, but not alot. God, I sound like such a terrible student. Oh, well. Don't ever tell me what I can't do.

That's pretty much it. Now, I'm off to write about a damn sandwich ad. Wish me luck.

Peace and love.

Saturday, September 11, 2010

I Wanna Be Your Crystal Baller.

Greetings, everyone. What's up? Not much? Cool, man, cool. That's my jam. I guess you didn't really set me up to use "that's my jam" in this one-sided conversation, but regardless, I said it. Anyways, this blog is going to be a semi-rant about love and a girl I've been friends with for nearly half a decade. Sound fun? Let's rock.

Well, as I said, there's a girl who I've been really good friends with for the last roughly 5 years or so. I first started talking to her during the middle of my freshman year in high school and now we're both in college. She lives about 10 minutes away from me, so I get to see her quite often. Now, we've been friends for a while, and we have a ton in common despite not having much in common, if that makes any sense at all. We just click for whatever reason, despite us having totally different interests. I can't really explain it, but I just really enjoy spending time with her and talking to her, and I really trust her, and well, she makes me feel better when things are crap, more or less. Haha.

I also happen to really like her. But here's the thing: I have no idea how she feels about me, but she has rejected me before. Not very promising, I know. :/ However, the last time I told her I liked her was well over 2 years ago, and we've hung out a ton since then, so me, being to eternal optimist I try to be, is trying to keep some semblance of hope that maybe she'll like me in return. But, yeah, I don't know if she does.

Now, you're probably just thinking "well, if you like her, ask her, you f*&king dumbski," right? Yeah, that's likely what I should do. However, I have a genuine fear of...............now, I'm gonna stop you. I'm actually not afraid of rejection, oddly enough. Because, as I've said, it happens and it's happened before, but what I fear more is her reaction. Like, I'm afraid she'll get weirded out by me liking her or whatever and then be like "I don't want to hang with you anymore" and all. I don't know. I've asked some people, and well, I've gotten reactions anywhere from "why are you still persuing her? lol friendzone'd!" to "may as well go for it. The worst she can do is reject you again, right?" Basically, I'm at a loss of what to do.

This blog doesn't really have much of a purpose. I just really have been bothered by this a lot recently and haven't been sure what to do, so I figured I'd rant on it on my blog. Feel free to skip all this if you want. It's just me ranting essentially. Anyways, rant over.

Peace and love.


Saturday, September 4, 2010

My Little Dream, Working The Machine.

Empire Ants by Gorillaz. Such an amazing song. That's where this blog's title comes from, my dear Watson. <- Sherlock Holmes reference. You need a mop? You know, to clean your mind up from where it just got BLOWN!?!?!?! Eh, screw it. Nevermind. Bad joke. We shall move on.

Anyways, in today's blog, we're going to talk about me getting out of the house. Haha. Long story short, I have this weekend off work, so what I'd like to do, since I'm recovered from my surgery and all and have no work and all my homework done, is to get out of the house. I honestly don't care what I go do, but I want to hang out with people. Preferably people I like. Well, not saying that I hate certain people. Because.........eh, nevermind. You know what I mean. But yeah, my plan is to find something to do this weekend. That's the goal. Hopefully all goes well.

Wish me luck.

Yep, that's all for now. It's hard to find stuff to do when I'm on my computer all day. ;) I'm out. I may be back later. It's hard to say. Alligator. Now I'll go away.

Unintentionally rhyming FTW!

Peace and love.

Friday, September 3, 2010

I'm At The Pizza Hut. I'm At The Taco Bell. I'm At The Combination Pizza Hut And Taco Bell.

Before you read this next blog, please do yourself a favor and listen to this song:

Now, how are you feeling? Feeling as though you had an enlightenment of sorts? Like your life is changing before your very eyes? Yeah, me neither. It's a mindless catchy song. So yeah, rawk. So, what's up? How's everyone doing? This blog has been filled with questions? Even questions that aren't questions but have question marks afterwards! It's madness. Ok, maybe not madness. And no, this isn't Sparta either. Sorry, King Leonidas. :/ Anyways, this blog is rambly. If that's a word. I hope it isn't. Because if not, then I just made a word and can get it endorsed and get a ton of cash. Maybe. Or at least just the satisfaction of knowing I made up a word. Whichever. But yeah, I actually honestly don't really have anything super interesting to say in this blog. I just know it's been a while since I last blogged, and it's September, so happy September, everybody. Hope your month of September is filled with joy and glory.

I also realized that it's two months until my 20th birthday. Balls, man. I feel rather old. I won't be a teenager anymore, which admittedly will be weird, but in another year after my birthday this year, I'll be able to get mah booze awn, so that's something to look forward to. Nah, I'm just joshing. I don't drink, actually. I might still go to bars and just play Designated Driver for people who do drink. I haven't thought that far ahead. I don't usually plan my future in the world of barhopping. Alas, yeah, my birthday is on November 1st, and I'm stoked.

I'm undecided on what I want. There are three things that are spinning around in my head. The first is a guitar. Long story short, I've tried starting a band with limited to no success, so I figure if I can't start a band, why not be my own band, right? Well, guitar will help me get there. First off though, I want to borrow one and see if it's something that I can do before I go off and spend a bunch of money on one. But that's one thing. The second is the Complete Series Collection of the TV Show Lost. Really doesn't need much explanation. it comes in an exclusive BOX. That's all the motivation I need. The third and final thing is an iPod Touch. I actually originally wanted this, but now I'm leaning more towards the first two. Alas, I hope to figure out which one I want really soon and I'm hoping this birthday will be the best one yet. Boom.

But yeah, I think I'm finished with this evening's blog. Again, I really had no idea what to say and came up with a pretty decent blog. I'm proud of myself. I'll return soon. Bye for now.

Peace and love.

Sunday, August 15, 2010

There's A Kid Who Had A Big Hallucination.

The Final Cut by Pink Floyd. Such a good song. It's got a really sweet guitar solo. As I typed that, the solo began. I swear I didn't plan that...........or did I?

Ahem. Anyways, here's my blog for the evening. I begin this blog with a question: have you ever thought of, to put it bluntly, leaving your life behind here and starting anew "from scratch", so to speak? It's an interesting idea, and with numerous films showing this idea, it seems to have begun achieving more popularity, especially with high school graduates. I mean, why wouldn't it? It's logical. Getting to go off to college. Living in a dorm (somewhat) independently. Meeting new people. Going for a degree to obtain a career you want. It's a perfect plan. And I'm not knocking people who do this, don't get me wrong. I've actually been thinking of doing the same thing, to be totally honest.

I had a talk with an incredibly good friend of mine recently who just graduated high school a few short months ago. He told me about how he plans to do essentially what I described in the previous paragraph, leaving everyone behind and going off to achieve a degree in a career he loves (in his case, acting). Basically leaving this life behind and starting anew. And while I fully support him in this, it got me to thinking. Situations like this a really a double edged sword (I hope I'm using the term correctly. Haha.) If you go away to achieve your dreams (to use a cliche term) then you leave all of the people you love behind, and if you stay to be with those close to you, then you may not be able to achieve your dreams. So, what in the hell do you do?

Thus where the thinking comes into play.

I really love this idea very much. I honestly don't really have a plan of what I want to do, to be totally honest with you, though. I toyed with the idea of getting a career in Communications and becoming a radio DJ, but recently, I've been playing drums and have really seriously considered a career in music. Of course, I can't really do anything with my music career in this small town, so I'll have to leave at some point to achieve my dreams. And of course, there are people who I really care about and love and don't want to leave behind, but then I start thinking, and I realize they likely won't care when I'm gone. Which sounds awful, I know, but I don't mean for it to, but it's logical. People move on, you know? I, however, am terrible with this moving on thing. Haha. So, I don't know what to do.

I'll cross that bridge when I get to it.

Peace and whatever.

Friday, August 13, 2010

I'm So Scared That I'll Never Get Put Back Together.

Bonjourno! This is my blog. It's been a while (stop me if you've heard this before). Why has it been so long, you ask? Well, this blog will actually explain why it's been a few why I've blogged. Long story short, I had to have surgery done. What kind of surgery? Well, I'll simply name the surgery and allow you to go from there to figure it out or whatever: it's called a urethroplasty. Yeah, sounds pretty brutal, right? Well, it shockingly wasn't too terrible. Ok, yeah, it sorta was. But I digress.

For starters, we had to be at the hospital at about 5 in the morning or so, for my surgery (which started at about 7:30 or so, if memory serves). I only got about three hours of sleep the night before, so I was incredibly tired, but that will be irrelevant later on. The two and a half hour period between my surgery and my arrival was perhaps the most nervewracking wait for anything I've ever experienced. To be totally honest, I was incredibly damn nervous. This was my first major surgery, so understandably, I was genuinely freaked out. I basically just waited and watched Sportscenter while intermittently talking to the numerous doctors/surgeons/anesthesiologists that came in to talk to me, and basically attempted to not be so nervous about stuff. Then, 7:30 arrived. They laid me on the operating table............and went at it.

Ok, kidding.

But they talked to me for a bit, got me situated and what have you, had me wear this odd foil hat (as I said to the nurse, I didn't know whether to wear it or put my leftovers in it. *rimshot*), and then gave me the anesthesia, and whatever happened from the period after that and me being in recovery is totally washed from my memory. I woke up in quite a bit of pain, feeling rather crappy obviously, as most people do right after surgery. All of the rooms were full, so I was stuck in the recovery room for quite a long time. I have no idea how long, because I essentially combated the long wait by sleeping. Yeah, sleeping. But finally, at around 4 or so, if memory serves, I was finally taken up to my room. After that, it was a pretty interesting experience. Typical hospital staying and what have you. Nurses coming in and checking my vitals and all that jazz. Kinda amusing, my family would talk to me and I would literally fall asleep while they were speaking to me. Anesthesia's nutty, man.

I shared a room with a rather kind older man, who didn't really talk too much, but as I said, he seemed friendly enough. My dad talked a bit about NASCAR with him, but I never got the chance to speak with him. I was really bummed for him because he didn't have any visitors or anything (at least during the time that I was there), which I can imagine was really bad. I was going to wish him a quick recovery before I left, but some doctors were speaking to him, so I didn't have the time.

As I said, the rest of my hospital experience was pretty normal. I slept alot, and met a ton of doctors and nurses who were all incredibly friendly and helpful, and overall, I would say my time at the hospital was actually really enjoyable. It didn't hurt they had cable, though. :P But overall, it was great. Not saying I wasn't glad to leave, because.............well, yeah. Laying in bed watching TV for an extended period of time is only entertaining for so long, so thankfully I got to leave earlier today, and got home about 5 1/2 hours ago, and am basically on the road to recovery. Got a few weeks before my post-op checkup, so hopefully all goes well with the healing and what have you, and I'll be back and fully recovered soon.

Sorry for the incredibly long blog, but I had a bit more to talk about than I imagined I would. Well, anyways, I'm off to go lie down and continue recovering. Wish me luck, guys. :)

Peace and love.

Wednesday, August 4, 2010

What Is This I Don't Even

Hey. Sup? So, I'm back a day after my last blog to blog again. Kinda rare, is it not? Anyways, I'm blogging because last night, a strange development occured. Allow me to explain.

As most people who know me would probably know, I'm a drummer and have been for 3 years and counting. And logically, I love to play music and would love to have a career as a musician. Well, remember my blog a while back about starting a new band with one of my friends? Well, that's happening. Kinda. But not really. Our original band idea has pretty much faded away, but my friend is starting a new band, and he wants me to be in it. But, the twist is that his band already has a drummer, so what do I do? Well, their band is lacking a bassist. So, his plan is to have me play bass for his band. Sound easy enough? Well, one thing: I have barely played bass.

This is the only song I know how to play:

Which, granted, is a really good song and beastly bassline, but, well, beyond that, I know nothing of bass. I'm going to basically be taught how to play the bass by the two guitarists in the band, who happen to be good friends of mine. Well, it will be interesting to say the least. I picked up on drums rather quickly, without owning a drumset of my own, so hopefully I can learn the bass at least somewhat decently within a couple months or so.

That's pretty much it. I'll be sure to keep y'all updated. Or myself updated. Or this blog. Whatever.

As always, peace and love.

Tuesday, August 3, 2010

August Rush.

August Rush is a good movie. Anybody seen it? Robin Williams? Terrence Howard? That.........kid who's the main actor? It's pretty good. Check it out. Oh, and happy August to everyone. This is my first blog of the month. Pretty hard hitting stuff. I actually had been meaning to post this on the first of this month, but well, y'know. Procrastination and what have you. Happens.

Anyways, I'm at my house and incredibly bored, hence why I'm blogging. Heh. Anywho, I was listening to my iTunes playlist on shuffle, and heard a pretty sweet transition between two totally different songs. The first song was "Wishing (If I Had A Photograph of You) by A Flock of Seagulls (haters gonna hate.), and immediately after that song finished, it went to "The Hero's Return" by Pink Floyd. Probably nobody cares about this but me, but I thought it was fully awesome. Because the Flock of Seagulls song, is incredibly 80s sounding with super epic keyboard and this generic kinda 80s beat (pretty much as you would expect a song of theirs to sound), but then the beat was all that was playing at the end, and then it went into the Floyd song, which starts with a kinda cool drum thing and then an awesome sounding guitar riff, which was cool to me.

Speaking of Pink Floyd, the album the Final Cut is quite possibly one of the most depressing albums ever. And I have both Joy Division albums. But yeah, this album is super sad. It's basically an album about war and everything negative about war, which there really isn't anything positive about it, and the last song is about nuclear holocaust. I mean, it's a great album (actually one of my favorites by Pink Floyd, though it's kinda unknown), but damn. It's kinda a buzzkill when you're in a great mood. It's got some really sweet music and songs though, and the lyrics are really good as well. Definitely recommended, but it's quite a downer.

Oh, and another thing of note, I'm off of work this week. Kinda pumped on that. Well, I should say I worked on Sunday and I don't have to work again until this coming Sunday. It's pretty cool. I haven't really done a whole lot. Just pretty much hung out at home, bored, really. Listened to music and blogged, as this blog could likely tell you. But I am going to Indiana Beach later this week, so that's exciting. It's basically an amusement park that's about an hour and a half or so away from where I live. It's not as legit as say, Six Flags, but it's an amusement park with rides and all that jazz, so it'll suffice. Rock and roll.

Well, I'm done with this blog for now. Hope everyone enjoys the rest of August, and I shall return at a date in the future with more blog fun.

Peace and love.

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

I Want A Girl With Good Dividends.

Alright, short blog this evening, because frankly, I'm tired as a motherf&@$er. Now, you ask "why are you blogging when you could be sleeping instead?" And to that I say..................


Only joking.

Alright, as I said, I'll keep this brief. Tonight, I had planned to go see the supposed 12:00 premiere (this'll make sense in a few) of the film Dinner for Schmucks with my best friend and a few other friends of mine, but well, let's just say that, long story short, those plans kinda didn't happen. One friend was going with a cousin instead, and the other friend just.........well, wasn't going. So it was myself and two of my friends going to the theater, and super pumped about the movie. So, we get to the theater, and go in. We immediately notice something strange about the movie theater. Mainly that literally almost nobody is there. Regardless of this, we walk in and go to the theater. The guy working there politely (God bless him) tells us that the film is actually TOMORROW evening at midnight and that basically, we were 24 hours early to the film's premiere. We felt like schmucks. So, we did the logical thing after such a thing happened to us: we went and got dinner. Ah, the circle of life.

Well, anyways, we're trying again tomorrow. Hopefully this goes better than tonight. Alas, it was still an interesting night and definitely worth my time. I mean, I'm blogging at 2 in the morning about it, for God's sake. If that doesn't tell you about it, nothing well. But, now, I'm off to sleep. Stay sane, everyone.

Peace and love.

Tuesday, July 27, 2010


I just noticed something today. You wanna know what that is? Of course you do. I told you I noticed something, and naturally, you're curious as to what it is that I noticed. Well, I'll tell you. Ok? Ok. My previous blog was my 100th blog. *confetti and streamers*..............woah, woah. Let me finish. It was my 100th blog, but I forgot completely to acknowledge it. *daaaaaawwwwwwww* Yeah. Sorry about that. Well, it was fun regardless. It's hard to believe I've done 100 blogs (well, now 101 counting this one, and probably more if I count the ones I started and didn't finish). Crazy stuff. Full on insanity, even.

So, what am I going to do for blog #101? Well, nothing really. Am I going to introduce you to a random subject, like a, say, Biology 101 class in college? Am I going to reference Room 101 from the book 1984, a room in which your biggest fear is located in (I'm too lazy to fact check that. Google it if you don't trust me.)? Well, no. I'm not really sure of anything to do on this blog. Normally, when people commemorate a huge event such as this (well, not such as this. More like any event that gets commemorated, because they're likely more important than reaching 100 blog posts), they throw a party. Or a potluck. But, considering this is just a wall of text and on the internet, my party planning is rather limited. So, I guess, well.........I don't know. I've got nothing.

Listen to this and celebrate on my behalf if you wish.

I shall return with more blogs! Perhaps even later today. Y'never know. Until next time, as always, peace and love.

Monday, July 26, 2010

Smoke Us A Cigarette, Then Go Back To Sleep. Sleep. Sleeeeeeeeeeeeeep.

Yeah, I'm back already! See what happens to those who wait? Ok, so maybe that's a terrible usage of that term. Whatever. So, yeah, for whatever reason, I'm in a big rap music phase this evening. As my previous blog showed with the Ying Yang Twins song, and now with this song: Sensual Seduction. Yes, I'm aware that's the censored version of the song. I just feel odd typing.........Sexual Erup...........well, you know. And I first heard it as Sensual Seduction, so there. Ha. It's by Snoop Dogg. You probably knew that. Anyways, for some reason, I absolutely love the video for this song, and well, the song is incredibly catchy.

Here you go:

Just Remember To Always Think Twice. Don't Think Twice.

Ah, Billie Jean. Such conflicting lyrics. As the ones that title this evening's blog show. So, random question to start off this blog: is it arrogant of me to assume this blog is funny? Well, I used a tag for this blog titled "funny", which, in turn, is basically indirectly saying that you're going to find this blog amusing. And as the writer, it's my job to live up to that 5-letter tag's standards. So, in turn (that phrase is so cool to me), if this blog isn't funny, then my tag is a lie. However, due to false advertisement, you've read my blog in hopes of finding amusement, which isn't there. And that, my dear readers, is the magic of advertisement.

Yep, I'm improvising. Good of you to notice.

Right now, as I'm blogging, I'm listening to the Ying Yang Twins. I wish I were joking. Well, a friend of mine told me to listen to it, and I feel bad if I don't. Guilt and what have you. So I'm listening to it. It's the song "Salt Shaker." When I hear this song, I imagine a stereotypical rap video with shiny cars, a club perhaps, of course, DEM HOES. So, as I listen to this song, it's as though my home has been turned into a rap video. Bass booming. Cars driving around my house with ridiculous hydraulics. Perhaps a strobe light or two. Suggestive dancing by scantily clad females. Y'know. The usual. I'm trying not to type too loudly in hopes of not waking the bitches. Alas, if the music doesn't wake them, I say I'm doing alright. Moving right along then.

I'm getting decent at this whole ranting thing. I went into this blog without a plan. No set thing to type about, and look at all of that above this paragraph. Beautiful wall of text, is it not? The power of stream of consciousness writing, y'all.

So, for now, I'm going to finish off this blog for now. I'll try to be more persistant with my blogging from here on out. And yes, I'm aware that I say that often, but whatevs. It is what it is. I'll work on it.

Later, and until next time, shake it like a salt shaker:

Saturday, July 17, 2010

That Girl Is Like A Sunburn.

The title is by.......you know what? No. I'm not going to say that. Because I already have numerous times and I do it essentially every frickin' time I blog. So, you know what? No. Google it. Alright, fine. It's Never Let You Go, by Third Eye Blind. There. I do love me some Third Eye Blind.

Ok, first off, I really hope this blog doesn't come off as depressing and such, because it truly isn't supposed to. And I'll attempt to be as vague as possible, in a good way I mean. Well, not in a good way, but most who know me will know what I'm talking about. But, anywho, onto the blog:

Have you ever done something and felt, well, for lack of a better term, utterly helpless? Ok, yeah, really sappy sounding. Horrible choice of words. Haha. What I mean is, like, for example, let's say you play basketball. You're just shooting around, trying to get the ball in the basket. Sometimes you make some really impressive shots, which in turn makes you really pumped and, well, obviously happy. But then, other times, you have those days where it feels as though you can't hit anything whatsoever. Then you get super bummed and your confidence feels as though it's depleting to the point of stable glue (that's a Raconteurs lyric. Well, kinda. ;D). Well, I kinda have this problem with my work. Well, nothing against my work or anything, it's moreso against me. I'm maddeningly inconsistant, essentially, when it comes to doing my job. Some nights, I do fairly well and then other nights, I totally screw everything up and it all goes to hell. And the worst part is, that I have absolutely no idea how to become more consistent.

I've paid attention to what I did on the days in which I did really well and got out of work in a somewhat reasonable amount of time, and then I tried to repeat it in other days, but for whatever reason, it doesn't work. And it bums me out, because when I do terribly, I know it makes my co-workers upset, because obviously they don't want to stay waiting for me to finish my work. Who would, really? But, I'm just lost, I guess. I know that some nights that we'll have good nights and bad nights when it comes to work, but it'd be good to at least make the bad nights more rare, instead of having them on equal ground as my good nights. Alas, I guess there isn't much I can do except keep working and doing my best to get us out of there as quickly as possible.

Alright, well, that blog was rather depressing. And rant-y. If that's a word. As I said, I hate ending these things on a depressing note, so here's a song. It's the Third Eye Blind song I mentioned earlier in my opening paragraph of my blog. Never Let You Go. Here it is.


Saturday, July 10, 2010

Sometimes I Feel So Happy, Sometimes I Feel So Sad.

The Velvet Underground. Super underrated band. Yes, I've gotten into a habit of naming my blogs after song lyrics. So? Anyways, yeah, that's a good band. The song is Pale Blue Eyes. It's in Adventureland, one of my favorite movies, actually. So that earns it bonus points. Street cred, if you will. But anyways, moving right along.

What is the point of this blog? Well, as I mentioned, it's a way for me to vent without having to have people listen to me venting. Haha. :P It's a'ight though. But basically, I just use this blog. (Note: that last sentence was meant to have a bit more to it, but I'll just leave it like that. Incompletion FTW! ;D)

To be brutally honest with myself, as I've learned is good to do sometimes from watching reruns of Dr. Phil during afternoons with nothing better to do, I have admittedly become incredibly distant. Pretty much, I've gone into a bit of a self-induced isolation, for lack of a better term. Keeping to myself and not really keeping in touch as much as I probably should. And it's really stupid. Haha. So, if it's really stupid, why in the hell am I doing it? I honestly don't know. It doesn't do me a world of good at all, so it makes no sense as to why I'm doing it. So, if it's not helping me whatsoever, and in turn, making things worse for myself, why don't I stop it? Well................alright. Consider it done.

That's it?


Well, not quite.

I just feel absolutely terrible, because I've been distant towards the people I love most. Friends, family, people in general, basically. And I know that being ignored by someone who's a close friend/family member/human isn't the best feeling in the world. Personally, it really sucks. And yet, I'm projecting that onto people that mean the world to me. And I have absolutely no reason for doing so. It's ruining my relationships with people, or at least it has or is starting to with a very small few people. I just don't want it to get absolutely out of control and ruin my life.

I'm tired of being a hermit and ignoring those close to me. God, that sounds horrible when said like that, but hopefully they'll understand. If not, I guess I don't blame them, because I've been a totally reprehensible human being the last couple of months. This isn't really for anyone in particular. Or one person, I should say. Just about a larger group of people (aka: family, friends, as I said). So basically, I'm sorry for being a massive tool as of late, and I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me for my incredibly stupid seclusion as of late. I'm going to break out of that shell.

This blog was rather depressing, and really stream of consciousness, so I'm just going to end it for now. The blog, I mean. But I don't want to end it on a depressing note, because that isn't me. So, here's a song I've gotten into as of late. It's by Brandon Flowers from the Killers. Really good band. It's called Crossfire. Oddly enough, it sounds exactly like the Killers. Which doesn't make sense as to why he's going solo, but eh, it is what it is. Here's the song:

Peace and love, everyone. :)


Thursday, July 8, 2010

They'll Sell Your Wounds As Evidence Of Your Hope.

Smashing Pumpkins. New song. Freak. Really frickin' good. Check it out on the Smashing Pumpkins website. Good stuff. Really sweet lyrics as well.

Anyways, hi. It's been a while since I've blogged, and eh......well, for good reason, I guess, because I haven't really had anything exciting to blog about. And it's not like most people read this anyways, if anybody reads this anymore. This mainly is just a way to get my thoughts out. Pretty much like a therapist. Minus all the awkwardness of telling your problems and life stories and whatnot to a stranger. Though I guess by blogging all this, I'm sharing it on the internet with a bunch of strangers, so DOUBLE STANDARDS BE DAMNED. Excellente.

Alright. Well, I guess I didn't have as much to say as I thought I did. Oh, well. This is the beginning. I'm starting to roll the snowball down the hill, and soon it will become an even bigger snowball. A snowball as big as...............I'm rambling. But anyways, that's all for now. One tribe y'all.

Monday, June 28, 2010

Songs I Think Don't Suck.

Hello. It's been a week. Since my last blog, I mean. I've been busy living my life. AAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!! Eh-eh, eh-eh, eh-eh. Sorry, T.I. and Rihanna infiltrated this blog for a second. Anyways, that sets me up for the perfect segue. Speaking of music, I've been listening to a lot of new music lately. Well, granted, I listen to music quite often, actually, but it seems like I've been getting into a lot of new music as of late.

The first song I've gotten into are by a band called Neutral Milk Hotel. They're apparently a rather popular indie rock band who released a superb album and then just disappeared. Good work, guys. Their super popular album (using that as loosely as possible), In The Aeroplane Over The Sea, is actually pretty good. They do have a really terrible name though, and their vocalist isn't the best, but hey: I listen to the Smashing Pumpkins. So I can look past stupid band names and lackluster vocals. Their lyrics are also incredibly nonsensical. A lot of people think a lot of lyrics are about Anne Frank, which is kinda interesting if you ever want to look into them. But mostly, the lyrics are the definition of stream of consciousness. Anyways, they have a few really good songs. Here are those really good songs, In The Aeroplane Over The Sea, Holland 1945, and The King of Carrot Flowers Pt. 1:

The next song is by a band that I've never heard of called Broken Bells, which is a pretty sweet band name. I know they feature a person who I've never heard of from a band called The Shins and another guy named Danger Mouse, who's in a really good group called Gnarls Barkley. Who I love. I heard this song flipping through the Sirius Satellite Radio channels. Well, at least the last refrain (the "it's too late to change your mind" part) which led me to download this song. It's called The High Road. Listen and maybe enjoy.

This song is by a band called Monsters of Folk, which is another awesome band name. It features people from Bright Eyes (their producer and then Conor Oberst, who's really good from what I've heard), My Morning Jacket (who I've never heard of), and She & Him (not Zooey Deschanel), so they're pretty legit. Ironically enough (not sure if I'm using the term right), this song that I really like by them isn't folksy at all. It's called Dear God (Sincerely M.O.F.), and it's probably not what you'd expect it to sound like from a band called Monsters of FOLK. Alas, it's still great. Here comes the fury.

And I think that'll do for now. I'll probably return with some more music later when I find some more new stuff I enjoy. But this'll suffice. Catch y'all later.

One tribe, y'all.


Saturday, June 19, 2010

A Silence That Speaks So Much Louder Than Words Of Promises Broken.

Pink Floyd. Sorrow. Good song. That's where the title comes from. Probably don't care, but hey. The More You Know, right? Anyways, this is a blog in which I don't really have anything planned out that I'm going to say, so I'll wing it. It's gotten me this far in my almost 20 years of life on Earth, why stop now? Well, granted, I'm in my pajamas sitting at a computer blogging to essentially NOBODY, so I guess it hasn't gotten me too far. *sigh* Anywho, here's a rambling blog.

Have you ever had one of those days where you're in a bad mood? Maybe not angry, but just upset or sad for no apparent reason? I'm kinda having one of those days today. I'm not depressed or anything, or at least I don't think I am, and thankfully these kinds of days don't come around too often, but when they do it's really random and kinda sucks. Well, it really sucks. I don't know. Maybe it has to do with.......eh, I have no idea. But it's just not the best feeling in the world, so that's a given. Oh well. Going to see Toy Story 3 later should boost my mood! =D At least I hope. If that doesn't put me in a good mood, Idk what will. Then again, I hear it's actually got a depressing ending, so.........eh, screw it. It'll still kick ass.

Anyways, yeah, as you noticed, I've got nothing to say. So I'll shut up. Bye for now.


Wednesday, June 16, 2010

There's A Crowd Outside Calling For Our Lives.

Hey guys. So, yeah. Um.........I'm back? Yeah. I'm back. Sup? Well, I kinda lost interest in blogging, and frankly really haven't had much to blog about, but it's been about three weeks, and I have a few things to blog about. So this blog will be somewhat long. Or at least longer than my last blog. Which granted, was only a paragraph, but whatever. Small victories, people.

So, if I haven't been blogging, then what have I been up to? Well, in all honesty, not as much as I'd like to admit. Really not a whole lot. Sucks. Yesterday, however, I did go to Indianapolis for pretty much the entire day. Which was pretty awesome. The reason I went, not so much awesome. Had to go to schedule a surgery. What for? Well, let's just say that if I were to tell you in detail, or even not really in detail, you would regret me telling you. Let's go with that. Anyways, I had to go there and get a surgery scheduled. A slightly more major surgery than my last ones, but a surgery nonetheless. And if memory serves correctly, it will be in August sometime. Probably around the beginning of August. Which is still a ways away, but regardless. As I said in my now-deleted Tumblr page, I'm actually fairly nervous about my surgery, actually. I have faith that all will go well though and I'll be back to my normal self in a couple of weeks, so hopes for all of that.

I've also recently got back in touch with somebody. Someone whom I haven't had a substantial amount of contact with since I graduated, but I've always been close with, even though we're literally nothing alike. We hung out this past weekend (well, only on Friday, but still) and I had a fantastic time. Even though all we did was rent movies, buy candy, and then watch the aforementioned rented movies, I still had a really enjoyable time. Will we ever end up dating or in a relationship? I really could care less. I'm just glad we're still close and that we can hang out and all that jazz.

Other than that, really I've just been working and enjoying time off from my classes, which has been nice. I've also been getting out of the house and hanging with people, which has also been good, as numerous blogs complaining about how I wanted to get out and hang out will attest to. But, alas, that's pretty much essentially it. There's other events that have happened, but those are the two that I wanted to mention most. Both happened within the last week, so they're fresh in my memory. So, there's that too. But whatever.

Anyways, I'm out.

Sunday, May 30, 2010

Need A Little Time To Wake Up.

So, I deleted my Tumblr account. I wasn't feeling it as much as I thought I would. In fact, it may have been worse than my regular blog here. Maybe. Some people like it, and I respect that. But Tumblr bored me, so now I've returned to Blogger. Maybe I'll delete this blog eventually. I don't know. We'll just have to see. So, pretty much, if you want, you can ignore my last blog about going to Tumblr and ending this blog, because this blog is back and the Tumblr experiment is over.

That is all.


Sunday, May 16, 2010

This Is The End, Beautiful Friend. The End.

That song has been literally stuck in my head ever since I saw an ad for the Series Finale of Lost. The song in my title of this blog, I mean. However, the title is actually fitting, because this is indeed the end of my time using Blogger. Yes, I know. Random, right? Well, let's get a few things straight before you freak out/continue not caring. First of all, I'm not deleting this blog and I'm not going to stop blogging. What I've been considering is moving my old posts (or at least some of them, not all the super depressing and upsetting ones, but perhaps some others) to a Tumblr page that I've recently created. And by "recently," I mean "5 minutes ago." Why Tumblr, you ask? Well, I don't know. It seems interesting, in all honesty. And I read a Tumblr post from John Mayer that said he would follow whoever followed him on Tumblr, and I'm a huge fan of John Mayer, so I mean, I'm not gonna pass that chance up. Anyways, I just think Tumblr seems much better than Blogger. No offense to Blogger, because truthfully, Blogger, you've been good to me. But there comes a time where you must move on, and that's what I'm doing.

Like I said, I'm not done blogging in the slightest. In fact, I'm just getting started. *insert winking face here* The reason I'm tell you this is so you can plan accordingly for the change. My new blog/Tumblr page is at the following URL:


Once there, you'll be at my new blog.

Of course, what becomes of this blog? Well, I'm not going to delete it because I like a lot of the posts, and like I said, I may post a lot of the posts I've posted here onto my Tumblr page, but time will tell, I suppose.

Thanks for the support and such, and I'll meet you in Tumblrland.

Wow, that sounds lame. Still meet me there despite that horrible play on words. :/

'Till next time.



Song by REM. Love those guys. Losing their religion and all. Such a good band. Anyways, this blog isn't about REM. It's about.....not REM. Yeah. So here it is. Basically, this is another one of those long and rambling blogs where I say next to nothing and just go on and on about nothing in particular, really. It'll be fun. And you're along for the ride. Or you aren't, I guess, if you've stopped reading. Whatever. But anyways, here's the thunder: I've realized something. Well, it's not something I've just realized, but it's something I'm just now getting out into the open so to speak. So here it is: I realize that I talk to quite a few girls, but.......this is probably incredibly obvious to everyone, but like I said, I just feel the need to say it here: the one that means the most to me is Luna. And it'll always be that way. Or at least I hope it will and want it to stay that way for as long as possible. But anyways, I know I don't show it super often, but I just want her to know that she's super important to me and means the world to me, and that I have no interest in anyone but her, because frankly, she kicks ass. Haha. :) But in all seriousness, she's awesome.

Anyways, like I stated before, this is a rambling blog, and it's probably something that most people probably already know, but it's been bothering me for a while and I felt the need to post it in my blog. So I did. Here it is. If you're reading this Luna, I love you and you're freaking amazing.

Back with more blogs hopefully soon.



Monday, May 10, 2010

She Puts The Weights Into My Heart.

Interpol. That's the band that the title of this blog comes from. The song is Obstacle 1. Here it is if you want to listen:

Good, right? I thought so too. Anyways, here's the blog. I actually started on this blog about a week ago, and then stopped and never finished it, but saved it in my drafts. But now I'm finally getting around to posting it, so here it is in its unchanged glory. Enjoy.

Ok, totally honest here: I actually had it copied and ready to paste, and then when I copied the video embedding link thing to this blog, it totally disappeared. Which sucks because I also deleted the original blog. FML. :/ Oh, well.

Art imitates life.

Catch you in a few, homies?


Thursday, May 6, 2010

I'm A Driver, I'm A Winner. Things Are Gonna Change, I Can Feel It.

Remember what I said in my last blog? Yeah. Here's more of that promised debauchery. ;)

So, good news: today was the last day of this semester of college for me. I've finished two semesters of college thus far, which I think is technically a year of college. Go me. Sure, it's a community college, not..........say, Canisius College, but I mean, it's still college, right? Thankfully, I've done well in all of my classes so far and I haven't had any of the dreaded "difficult teachers." I don't know if they're really dreaded, but regardless, all of my teachers thus far have been very cool.

This first year of college has been interesting, though. I've made a few new friends, and of course learned a whole lot of interesting things. I bet you didn't know that the definition of altruism is "doing something with the intent of helping others." Yep. Totally learned that in Psychology. Maybe you did too. If so, cool. But, anyways, I digress. College has been a pretty fun experience thus far and I actually can't wait until the fall to take classes. No, I'm not crazy. What to do now, though? What am I going to do, now that college is done and I'm out until August? Well, I could take a class over the summer.

Yeah, not gonna happen.

I'm not really sure what I'm going to do over the summer. I'm just taking a bit of a wait and see approach. Probably I shall attempt to hang with a large amount of people I don't really get to hang with often. It'll definitely be interesting, and I plan on making this summer a blast.


I Don't Know Why I'm So Tongue-Tied.

Bonjourno. I think I spelled that right. If not, whatever. Anyways, I changed the name of this blog, again, in case you haven't noticed. I've decided to call it The Griffin's Nest. Why, you ask? Well, I have a Twitter account, which you might've known already if you looked over at the side of this blog's homepage because my Twitter feed, so to speak, is there. Anyways, my name on Twitter is goldengriffin90. To be absolutely honest with you, this has no meaning whatsoever. I didn't go to Canisius College (who's mascot is the Golden Griffin). It's not a lame nickname I had growing up. It's just something random I thought of and it sounded cool, hence why it's my Twitter username. The "90" in goldengriffin90, has significance, though. I was born in 1990. So there. I'm getting off track. As usual. Anyways, back to the point. I decided to change the name because I thought my old title was kinda lame, and my first title (Tales of Misfortune, anyone?) sounded incredibly depressing, and sure, I may have a few blogs that aren't happy sounding, but this blog isn't a frickin' funeral dirge. So, in that sense, I think this new name is a pretty solid name. Sure, it probably seemingly makes no sense whatsoever to most, even after my explanation, but it sounds cool.



Here's a link to a picture of a golden griffin. Yes, the link has it spelled "griffon", but trust me, they're wrong. Here it is: http://butterflyeater.com/Golden_Griffon_by_Kipestshin.jpg

More debauchery to come later. Promise.

Later! :D


Saturday, May 1, 2010


Hi there! You've come back for yet another enthralling journey on the blog train, I see. Well, strap yourself in, get some of your favorite drinks or snacks, and mellow out, man. Or woman. I'm not sure what demographic this blog caters to. Or what demographic mainly reads my blog. But anyways, haven't blogged for a bit. You know the drill. Me bored. You equally as much. I ramble about how things are going for me, you read it, possibly comment, and the world keeps spinning around. Or the sun keeps spinning around and the Earth just stands still, if you believe in the geocentric model of the solar systems. I'm talking to you, Aristotle. Oooh, look at me. Throwing a bunch of planetary knowledge atcha. Don't know WHAT to do. Anyways, enough solar system facts.

So, the college year is winding down. Excited about that for sure. I've got two finals to do. Science and Psychology. Well, technically, it's PHYSICAL Science and INTRODUCTION TO Psychology, but it's whatev, y'know? I'm kinda worried about the Science final, because we DIDN'T GET A STUDY GUIDE. I repeat, we DIDN'T GET A STUDY GUIDE. Gee, thanks Science teacher. I mean, he told us what was going to be on the test, but it spans like, 10 chapters worth of terms and multiple choice questions and problems, so it would've been nice to get a study guide. But it's whatever. I've done well on all the other tests, so hopefully I can continue with the final as well. Or at least if I fail, then I've got my other tests to override the crappy final. Rock on.

And I've pretty much ran out of things to talk about. Things are going well. I hope it continues. But I'm out for now. Happy May Day. :)


Saturday, April 17, 2010

More Def Poetry Jam!

Tell me, true, what’s life like on the 82nd floor?
When people walk in, are your clothes strewn all across the floor?
The room is likely empty, in spite of all your hate
A life of irrelevance was never in debate
The days are much longer, like the nights aren’t even there
Still remember the Autumn sun shining in her hair
Growing tired of the corporation, I cannot live to serve, though
I can live happily knowing we’ll all get what we deserve

I saw something peculiar in that frame, in that frame
I’ve never been the best with names, best with names
Treating sacrilegion as its own four letter word
Yet no one really truly understands

So, tell me true, why’s life so blue on the 82nd floor?
In a private holding cell, so glad to close the door
It’s a mystery to me, indeed, what’s needed to survive
A meaningless existence to some, though they’re still alive

Friday, April 16, 2010

Everyone Gather, Warm Your Soul.

Does my blog title sound inviting? Good, as it should be. Welcome, readers. So, again, it's late and I don't have much to blog about really, but I feel obligated to do so by a nonexistant contract me and this blog have, so here's my blog for the day.

As most people who know me know, I have a horrible problem with worrying. I wouldn't say necessarily it's a mental disorder and it isn't interfering with my life or anything to that extreme, but I am really bad about worrying and things like that, as numerous people have told me. So, after this revelation, I have decided to stop worrying. Probably ridiculous, consider it's impossible to not at least somewhat worry, but sometimes it's just unnecessary. And that's why I'm putting a stop to it. It may take a bit though, unfortunately, because it's been in my nature for so long, but I'm trying not to worry as much and it seems as though things are going much better, therefore I'm continuing. It's good to continue doing things that have results. Boom. Anyways, we'll see how it goes, I 'spose.

Anyways, um...........wow. That blog turned out shorter than I thought it would. Snap. I'm not really sure what to put to fill more space.....



I'm out for now.

Peace and love.


Wednesday, April 14, 2010

It's Like A Tree Growin' Outta Ya Body!

I'm back. Either get pumped or cower in fear. Bitches. Sorry, that was unnecessary. My language is rather offensive. Anyways, this is my first blog in awhile, so I shall again ramble to my heart's content and see where that takes me. Hopefully somewhere awesome and obscure, like Montana. Or South Dakota. Those would be cool places. Or maybe I'll just build some property in Pompeii. Dig up some of the ashes and just plant a modular home on it. That'd be cool too. Or maybe I'll just live in a big city, but in an apartment. Like on Seinfeld. Or Friends. Or Flight of the Conchords. If they can do it, why not me, eh?

Anyways, I just recently got my internet back after not having any for a week. Not that I'm complaining or anything, I'm just stating a simple fact. Jeesh. Back off. Ok, totally kiddin'. Haha. But yeah, not having any internet for a week after being so accustomed to having it is rather difficult. Especially seeing as how the internet is my main medium for communicating with people. So, in a sense, when my internet goes away, I go into an unwanted period of exile. Well, sort of. I do still have my cellphone, so it's not really exile, but I thought it was a cool comparison.

I've recently gotten into a new song by a band by the name of Pavement. It's called Cut Your Hair. I might be out of the loop on this song/band, but I just discovered it a week ago, and it's the perfect song for aimlessly driving around the town, as I did yesterday. Here it is for your listening pleasure:

I feel that the chorus is probably the catchiest thing ever, but maybe that's just me. It gets stuck in my head rather easily.

Speaking of things that got stuck in my head rather easily, I was watching Late Night with Jimmy Fallon Monday night, and saw the most joyfully ridiculous thing. Plus the song got stuck in my head easily. As most people who know me know, I love Late Night with Jimmy Fallon because of how frequently ridiculous it is, but this for some reason made me lose it from laughter. Here it is:

Awesome, right? I had the "tree growing out of your body" part in my head all day the next day. And still do today, actually. So unbelieveably awesome. Thank you, Fallon.

Well, I'm out of things to say in this blog, so I'll depart for now. Lata! :D


Monday, April 5, 2010

I've Been To Paris, Wellington, and Amsterdam.

Snap, I am so freakin' bored right now. And there's a person in front of my house driving a lawnmower on the street. Not that that's a major detail, but I just felt like sharing that because I thought it was random. But anyways, hello there. I'm just doing another one of those blogs where I ramble on and on about essentially nothing because I'm bored. Exciting? Not in the slightest. Important? Possibly. Probably not. But anyways, moving right along...

I'm currently listening to the Pixies. Or is it just Pixies? Without "the"? That always confused me. I feel like I'm not calling them by the proper name and all the "hardcore" fans will be like "omg aaron ur such a dumass" or whatever solely for the fact that I added an article to the beginning of their name. The same goes for the Smashing Pumpkins. Is it the Smashing Pumpkins or Smashing Pumpkins? And numerous other bands, I'm sure. This is really going to bother me today.

Anybody been watching American Idol lately? Yeah, it kinda sucks this season. A lot of the singers aren't insanely great. Sure, they're all pretty good, but nobody is a standout like previous seasons. Which is stupid. Then again, my favorite guy and girl got eliminated before the final 10, so what do I know about Idol? Another fun thing about Idol is a guy by the name of Tim Urban. He's actually a fairly decent singer, but the majority of people think he's horrible. I support him because of this fact. Because he does ridiculous things, too. Like what he does at 1:55 of this performance:

Yeah, ridiculous. But awesome at the same time. Sometimes it just seems like he doesn't care, which I admire. It's awesome that someone can just be on the biggest reality show on TV and just not care how he does. So, for that, Tim Urban, we salute you.

Anyways, I've ran out of things to say. So I'm ending this blog for now. Catch you laters. :D


Saturday, April 3, 2010

April Showers Bring A S@#tload of Rain.

First blog of April. Finally. Well, it's only been a few days, but whatever. Rock and roll.

Let me start off by saying that I am nervous as hell.

Why, you ask? Well, there's this girl. And for the last few months, we've made plans to see each other, but for various reason have been unable to do so. But now, finally, I believe that I've made a breakthrough, for lack of a better term. Circumstances have finally worked themselves out to where we can see each other. I'll have gas to transport, we both have free time, and pretty much, overall, it appears that I will finally, barring some insane circumstances, get to see her.

Of course, you know me, I will naturally worry about these "insane circumstances." I've just been asking myself so many questions. What if she doesn't want to see me? What if my car messes up? What if I, for some other reason, unable to go? What if I get lost on the way to her house? I don't know. I'm probably just worrying myself far too much about this. I guess I'm just nervous. Because after such a long time of not being able to, I finally am able to see her. And I'm just afraid that she's completely lost interest in seeing me. Which I of course hope isn't the case, but..........eh, I don't know. I'm rambling. And I worry far too much about things, as I said. It's likely nothing, but it's human nature for me to be nervous.

All I can do is hope for the best.

Lata. :D


Monday, March 29, 2010

Delicious and Piping Hot In Only Three Microwave Minutes.

I am facing a dilemma.

As most of you likely know, I finally acquired a job earlier this year. My plan with having this job was twofold: 1). to help pay for my phone and 2). to give me some gas money and such. Well, currently, with me having school during the week, I'm only able to work during the weekends, and usually work only about 1 or 2 days tops, which doesn't give me much money to work with.

Therefore, I am going to start applying other places in hopes of getting a, for lack of a better term, better job. Not that I hate my current job, because I actually don't have any problems with it. It's just that I would like a job where I can make a bit more cash so I can spend more time with people.

Then again, herein lies the problem: if I get another job and work more, logically, I would have less free time, therefore, how will I be able to hang out with people? With school and this new job with more hours, it's going to be insanely difficult, no doubt. It just kinda sucks because I barely have any free time as it is, at least to hang out with the people close to me. As I have said in previous blogs of mine, I only really have a few people close to me in my life anymore, and I guess I'm just scared of losing them because of me working.

So, I guess I'm just lost as to what I should do. Not really "lost," I guess, but moreso like.......eh, I'm not really sure. I'm uncertain, I guess. If I continue with my job, I won't have much gas money to hang out with friends, and then again, if I get a different job and make more money, sure, I'll have gas money, but will I have free time? It's a moral dilemma, definitely. I'm going to work my hardest at this though, and hopefully it won't be as bad as I'm making it out to be.

Yeah, all of that confusion only for me to find a resolution. You're welcome. ;)


Sunday, March 28, 2010


Howdy. It's been a week since I've blogged. Alas, whatever. Anyways, I'm excited to announce that I am currently preparing to start work on music. With a band. Yeah. It's gonna be funny. Thus far, the only members are myself on drums and my comrade Drew on everything else, basically, and unless we change our minds, that's likely the way it's going to stay. Yeah, a two person band. Crazy, right? Oh, never heard of a two person band?

How about the White Stripes?

The Postal Service?

The Ting-Tings?

Gnarls Barkley?

Yeah, argue now.

Anyways, what are we going to play? Well, no idea, but the plan is to play, as my friend describes it, "a Muse style group of some sort" and "dissonant sounding rock opera." Sound badass? Because it is.

It's going to be interesting to see how this works, consider it's only two people, as I've stated. But I hope that this goes over well and we come up with music rather quickly.

Oh, and our name is Radio Vesuvius.


Keep ya updated. :D


Sunday, March 21, 2010

Def Poetry Jam #whatever.

So, I finally wrote something. I broke out of the writer's block I was in for awhile and I came up with something. I call it Aftermath. Not really sure what it's about. It just kinda randomly came to me so I wrote it down. I guess I would say it's about a town being destroyed and someone's memories of it, but I guess you can look at it however. I wrote it though, so you can trust me. ;) Anyways, hope this doesn't suck.


The clouds engulfed the sun
As the people stopped and stared
The streets echoed their silence
Desparation in the air
The sky was rather glum
Potential death from above
As the bandoliers lamented
On girls they once loved

Oh, what a day that was

The silence turned to madness
As panic came to mind
Good feelings changed to sadness
A mystery to find
The shockwaves shook the framework
Of our beloved town
Now we must accept the loss
Of the only home we'd found

Oh, what a day that was

It was a slightly dark day
On July thirty-first
To some it was the best
While others thought it was the worst
Decimation as a good thing?
I will never understand
Though it seems all hope is lost
The future's in our hands

Oh, what a day that was

Though this happened long ago
The images remain
Like a made for TV movie
Plays and replays in my brain
Though I knew I couldn't save them
I'll be damned if I didn't try
But in all my time on Earth
I'll never know the reasons why

Oh, what a day that was

Friday, March 19, 2010

John Mayer Has A TV Show.

Indeed he does. Well, did. For one day. But this video is incredibly funny to me. So watch it. :D

John Mayer Has A TV Show (VH1 )
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Walkin' 'Round Like You're Pretty Boy Floyd.

Hi. This is another one of those blogs in which I constantly ramble about absolutely nothing whatsoever. It'll be fun. Like an adventure. Except we aren't necessarily going anywhere, so I guess it isn't technically an adventure, but if you close your eyes............screw it. It's not an adventure at all. Haha. But whatevs. I'm going to ramble.

So, probably not a big deal to anybody but me, but my family is getting another car today. Super pumped on that. Why, you ask? Well, long story short, ever since I've gotten my license, my family and I have been sharing our vehicle, a 1996 Chevy Blazer. Nice car. Well, not nice compared to, say, a Lamborghini, but it runs and has a radio.

Damn it.

Anyways, we received a substantial tax check, so my mom has decided to purchase a BRAND NEW CAR! A Dodge Neon, to be precise. And the significance of this to me is this: I get my own car. Before, I had to plan around whether my parents needed to use the car or not, but not anymore. I can essentially go wherever I want whenever I want now. Well, as long as I'm not working or going to school, obviously. And as long as I've got the gas to do so. But besides that, I'm good. And I'm super ecstatic about this because lately I've been wanting to get out of the house more often than I have, which if you've read my blogs, you likely knew, but now I can, and frankly, it's very exciting.

Anyways, enough about that. I should ramble more, but I can't think of anything.


Nope, nothing. My mind = bagel. Just nothing else. Felt like getting that off of my chest, I suppose.

B bak l8r


Wednesday, March 17, 2010

We Always Were So Free.

So, this song is pretty much one of my favorite Smashing Pumpkins songs of all time, and that's saying a lot considering they're my favorite band of all time, and I like pretty much every song they've made. And the fact this this is off of my favorite Pumpkins album, Adore, helps as well. But this song is.........I don't even know how to describe it. It's such good. Yes, I know that's grammatically incorrect, but I don't give a damn. :P Anyways, here is the song:

Oh, and did I mention the lyrics are phenomenal?

I know we're just like old friends
we just can't pretend
that lovers make amends
we are reasons so unreal
we can't help but feel that something has been lost

but please you know you're just like me
next time I promise we'll be
perfect strangers down the line
lovers out of time
memories unwind

so far I still know who you are
but now I wonder who I was...

angel, you know it's not the end
we'll always be good friends
the letters have been sent on

so please, you always were so free
you'll see, I promise we'll be
perfect strangers when we meet
strangers on the street
lovers while we sleep

you know this has to be
we always we're so free
we promised that we'd be

500+ Days of Luna.

I'm not sure of the exact amount of days, but I'll go with that. ;)

Anyways, I'm not one to look back in anger, and I never will be like that. Life's too short to be angry over petty things, so I'm not upset and I'm not bitter. Moreso sad and melancholy feeling, but there's nothing that can take away all of the amazing memories between myself in Luna. Because in all honesty, the time spent with her was the greatest time of my entire life and I highly doubt that anything will ever be able to top it. Ever. We never were the most conventional couple. We were more than just a boyfriend and girlfriend: we were best friends who happened to be romantically linked together. We had everything in common seemingly, and even if I didn't get to talk to her for a large amount of time at school, just seeing her in the hallway and seeing her smile could make my entire day worth waking up at 6:30 in the morning.

And the memories? God, so many memories that I would never forget. Slow dancing to crappy hardcore music at a local show in Wabash. (As I said, we were never conventional. ;D) Poking you with a drumstick and getting kicked in the shin for my actions. Me doing horrendous impressions. Talking on the phone for hours on end about whatever came to mind. Me complimenting Thomas's shirt at a Gamer's club meeting and all of the following awkwardness that came afterwards (you know what I'm talking about. :P). Walking through Roann with you. Sitting under the bridge and my attempts to avoid long, awkward silences. All of your notes (seriously. You wrote the best notes ever. :D). The way you always wrote your f's backwards when we first started talking to eachother. All of the bands I'd never heard of that you've gotten me interested in (Death Cab, Interpol, etc.). How pumped I got at that dance when they legitly played Sandstorm. The first time we ever met at Homecoming because I couldn't find any of my friends and went over to hang with Josh and Jacob. Our mutual love of the Smashing Pumpkins and our Pumpkins song-themed nicknames for each other (Luna and Spaceboy, respectably). The copy of King Dork you gave me with all of the lyrics and other inside jokes you wrote inside of it. That Godforsaken episode of Sex and the City with the sub sandwich (:P). I could go on and on and on about all of the amazing memories I have with her, but I'll stop for now.

To this day, she is the most amazing girl I have ever met in my entire life, and I highly doubt anyone will ever top the impact that she's made in my life. And, in all honesty, I still love her with all of my heart, and I mean that. Things didn't work out between us, unfortunately, but we still remain close and..........this hopefully doesn't sound too horrible, but I still really have hope that we can get together in the future. When, I don't know, but for now, I'm just glad that she's happy with her life right now. I'm not necessarily happy at the moment with mine, but I'll get there. Even if we never get back to the way we used to be, though I'm hoping and praying that we do, as she has said in her blog, we'll always have those days that we did spend together, and absolutely nothing or no one can take them away. And, as I lie in bed and start doing my patented "thinking about everything" bit, I'll have memories of her come to my mind, and I'll just think of them and smile.

I'm glad that she smiles too.


Sunday, March 14, 2010

She's Lost Control Again.

Good day to you! So, today's blog is going to be happy for a change. Shocking, right. Though the title of today's blog is from a Joy Division song, which is probably one of the most depressing blog. Today's blog is FULL OF IRONY!! WHAT A TWIST!!!


Anyways, lately, I've been watching the show Undercover Boss. Basically, the premise of the show is this: a CEO of the company goes "undercover", so to speak, into the company they work for, and they try to see what the job is like, and then change things about the company accordingly. But, if you've ever seen commercials for this show, they always make a really crappy pun or play on words about the career and how it's not like they thought it would be. Here's an example: "the CEO of White Castle goes undercover, and finds that working in fast food is more than burgers than fries" or something along the lines of that. Well, I've been trying to think of some of my own terrible puns, hoping maybe CBS will use them for the next season of the show. If it makes it to a second season, I mean. It's not a very good show. But anyways, here's one I thought of:

The CEO of Lays goes undercover to find that the job isn't all that and a bag of chips.

Sound good?

I'll be waiting, America's Most Watched Network.


Saturday, March 13, 2010

Clouds Stop And Move Above Me, Too Bad They Can't Help Me.

It seems that most of my blogs lately have been the result of being bummed out for God knows what reasons and a substantial amount of overthinking, basically. I've been thinking basically about how real life can just..........consume us, you know?

This is something I'd pretty much known, but never fully realized until now. For example, I was having a bad night and took out my frustrations on this girl I used to talk to and hung out with one day, and after that day we hung out, she barely spoke to me after that. I thought it was because she hated me or something like that, but she told me that she also barely talks to anyone because work and all of that takes up much of their life, and I was just like "what the hell?" Who am I to get angry at her? But anyways, it just sucks that life has to be like this.

Like, ever since high school, I've lost a lot of what I had in high school. I had a large amount of friends, which sounds arrogant, this I know, but I talked to a lot of people and hung out with numerous people, but now I barely talk to anybody anymore. It just sucks and it's absolute bullshit that work and college have to take away our lives, you know? I don't mean to be a Debbie Downer or anything like that, but I just hate this so much. And I'm not the only one, I'm sure.

Then again, a lot of people who work and have school find time to be with friends and people they love, so I suppose it goes both ways. Hehe. You know you're thinking something dirty. Pervs. :P

Anyways, I'll end this blog for now. Just some thoughts of mine. Later.


Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Thoughts For The Evening.

Isn't it interesting how simply speaking our minds can bring such mixed emotions to us? We all seem to keep things inside and sometimes, we hold back from telling people how we really feel, yet sometimes, in my opinion, it's good to get those feelings out and tell people how we feel, as the John Mayer song says "say what you need to say." Then again, he also wrote a song that says "I'm never speaking up again, it only hurts me," so take that advice with a grain of salt, I suppose. Regardless, I think, in some cases, it's good to get those feelings out, whether the reaction from the person is positive or negative. It's better to say too much than to say nothing at all, as the saying goes, is it not?

Saturday, March 6, 2010

There Was Nothing To Fear And Nothing To Doubt.

I like Radiohead. I like their music. I like their vocals. I like their drummer. So, pretty much, they're fantastic. One of my current favorites, actually. They're so strange and such an inventive band, that I can't find a reason not to like them. I like a lot of their songs, but my favorite song by them is the incredibly vaguely titled Pyramid Song. No, it's not about a pyramid. Though it is a song. And a damn good one at that. It's such an odd song because it doesn't even sound like it has a time signature (for us music buffs here ;D). It starts out as this depressing and creepy piano ballad, and then once the drums come in.....well, it's still a depressing, creepy piano ballad, but with really jazzy drums. Plus it has a super weird and interesting video. Basically, according to Wikipedia, it's about this guy who's the only survivor of some catastrophic event that's caused his house and city to be submerged entirely in water. And.....well, I'll just let you watch it.

Oh, and the lyrics are absolutely amazing. Even though they're rather simple.

Here it is.


Or not. Apparently, I can't find the legit video for the song on Youtube. :/ Still a great song regardless.


Friday, March 5, 2010

Kid A, Kid A.

I probably could've thrown this in with my last blog, but I figured I would split it up into two different blogs. Alright? Alright! So, last night, as I said, I went and hung out with friends, which I greatly enjoyed. You knew that. Anyways, after I hung out for a while, I debated on heading home, considering it was about 2 in the morning and all. Well, I decided to drive around for a bit, and it was a pretty surreal thing to do, not going to lie. I don't know what it is. I guess it's the feeling of freedom and being able to drive and how there's nobody around except for you and the road. I can't precisely explain it. It's a great stress reliever, actually. Which I suppose doesn't really seem to make sense, considering it's just me driving around at night in a small town, but regardless, it's definitely a tremendous feeling, and I would completely be up for doing it again. It's just not comparable to driving around a bigger city like.........New York City? Yeah, it's a big city. I wasn't doubting it was, I just wanted to think of a better example. Oh well.

Plus I was driving home to We Will Rock You and We Are The Champions, so that probably helped the whole "epicness" of what occured.

Anyways, I just felt like sharing that. Bye for now!


There Are Two Colors In My Head.

So, these last couple of days, I've been doing something that I haven't really done in a while: hung out with friends. Which sounds horrible but I really don't get to do it incredibly often due to working and school. These last few days have been great, actually. I've hung out with people that I haven't hung with in an extended period of time, and even though we didn't really do anything super exciting, I still had an absolute blast. It's weird to think about, but sometimes just sitting around and talking about nothing with friends is more fun than actually going and doing an activity of some sort, in all honesty.

Lately, I've been kinda down and have been swamped with school and working and things of that nature, so I've been grateful to get out of the house and go out and do something, you know? It's a really freeing feeling to be out doing things I love to do and hanging out with people I love to hang out with. I look forward to hanging with more people in the future.

I really need to get out more. ;)

Latas on the menjay.


Wednesday, March 3, 2010

I'm Never Speaking Up Again.

This song that I'm about to post, I can completely relate to. Well, not entirely, but somewhat. Wow, I'm not making sense. Well, anyways, this song is pretty much about how sometimes, we all say things that get us in trouble, pretty much. Whether we say something to make somebody angry, sad, confused, or anything of that nature, or we say something that we don't mean, we've all been in situations like this. Everyone's probably also been on the recieving end of this situation as well, being the person who's been told something that's hurt them. But, I guess, I don't know.

Personally, that's what makes us all human. We all make mistakes, and as long as the mistake isn't absolutely horrible or unforgivable, then as far as I'm concerned, they deserve to be forgiven for what they've done. Sure, at the time, it probably pissed you off at the time, but if the person feels badly about it and they didn't like, kill your dog or something, then forgive them, damn it. There've been so many situations where I've seen friendships torn apart and nearly ended because of just......ridiculous arguments and things of that nature. It just frustrates me that us, the most imperfect species probably on this planet, are unwilling to forgive people for petty things.

I know that I'm not perfect, and I'll be the first person to say that I'm not perfect by any stretch of the imagination. I probably say and do things that piss people off or annoy them, but as the song says "I just wanna be liked, just wanna be funny, I guess the joke's on me."

Anyways, enough ranting and venting. Enjoy the song:


Tuesday, March 2, 2010

Radio, Live Transmission.

So, really random fact: Thus far, the new Smashing Pumpkins release I talked about eons ago, Teargarden by Kaleidyscopy, has been incredibly good. Though, I wish it would go a bit quicker with the releasing of songs (it was announced in December and it's March and we're only 3 songs in out of 44), but however, all three songs have been incredibly good. The lyrics aren't perfect by any means, but the music is incredibly good and catchy, and Billy sounds like he's really determined to make this project not suck. And new drummer Mike Byrne, who's barely older than myself, seems to be doing fairly well as well. Though he's no Jimmy Chamberlin, but then again, who in the hell is?

Anyways, I'm having a difficult time determining my favorite of the three released. A Song For A Son is the most epic, and I love the guitar solo and just the whole song in general. Widow Wake My Mind is incredibly catchy, and the last minute or so is probably one of the coolest sounding things I've ever heard. And the newest song, A Stitch in Time, is very mellow and acoustic, which I also love.

Decide for yourself: (courtesy of smashingpumpkins.com)

New Stuff!

Hi there! So, in case you haven't noticed, I've made some changes to my blog. The first you may have noticed is the title. It's no longer "Tales of Misfortune". I thought that sounded kinda upsetting, even though it isn't meant to be in any way. It's actually the name of this fictional soap opera parody I made up a couple of years ago, and I thought it was funny. Well, I changed the title to "My Head Is A Box Full of Nothing," a lyric from the song Catch My Disease by Ben Lee. You probably knew that, but I need to fill space in this blog, damn it. *wink*

Anyways, amongst the numerous changes, I've changed the font to a font known as Georgia. Whether it's related to the state or the African country, I do not know, but I do know that it is an absolutely badass looking font. Wouldn't you agree? Also, I've made a few other subtle changes, such as the colors of the background and whatnot. I was trying to make this blog look a bit more interesting and quite frankly, I got sick of looking at my old blog's setup, so I figured "why not switch it up?" Alas, this is the result of that switching up experiment.

Hope you enjoy it.


Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Fill The Blanks As You Go.

Hey! What do you know? I'm posting another blog this evening. Why, you ask? Because I don't want to go to bed as of yet and I'm thinking about various things that are on my mind. Crazy, right? Oh well.

So, lately, in getting back into this whole "blogging mode," I've been thinking of a rather crazy idea: what if I were to write a book? I mean, numerous people have written books over the years. Why not throw my hat in the ring (I don't think this expression makes any sense. :/) and try it as well? I've been told it would be a perfect medium for me to express myself. And personally, I think it'd be fun, actually. Obviously, if you've read my blog, I have A LOT to say. I repeat, A LOT to say.

(Note: I think this is the first time I've used bold and italics in my blog. Go me!)

So, naturally, a book would be a good choice for me. I guess where I think I would have trouble is this: how would I get it to make sense? Sure, I'm not trying to write the next The Notebook or Time Traveler's Wife or anything of that nature, but I'd like to write a book in a way that at least isn't just a combination of a lot of random information. Maybe a bunch of observations and philosophies on my life and whatnot would suffice. So, it'd pretty much be like this blog, but in book form.

Sound good?


So, maybe one day this book will actually materialize and come out. I've talked about it with my good friend Drew, so anything is possible. Someday, I think it will come out.

Then again, maybe I'll just stick to blogging. *wink*

L8r, h8rs. :P


I Hope You Don't Mind If I Go Out Speaking The King's.

Howdy. So, I'm incredibly bored, and it's late, so I'm blogging. No, it's not a quarter after one. I'm not drunk, and contrary to what Lady Antebellum says, I don't need you know. That song annoys me. I don't need you, Lady Antebellum. Alas, I digress. I don't really know what to blog about, honestly. This tends to be a common problem with me. Oh well.

Lately, I've been doing a lot of thinking. *alert* I've realized that I have only loved two girls in my life, both of them completely different from one another. One, whom I met a little over a year ago and am super close with, has everything in common with me seemingly, and the other, whom I met 4 years ago and am still good friends with, has almost nothing in common with me. Yet, somehow, I think both of them are amazing. I just thought to myself "how could I fall for two girls that are completely different for one another?" and then it hit me: this love thing is actually real. And people who say it isn't are complete morons and should be stabbed in the face with a pitchfork. Maybe not that, but it's stupid if you don't believe in love. To each their own, I guess.

Love is a concept that numerous people have tried to explain with limited success or absolute success, depending on who you ask. I can't even describe it, to be completely honest with you. It's strange, because I've hung out with numerous girls and I've dated numerous girls, all of which are great in their own ways, don't get me wrong, but I've never felt a connection like the one I felt with these two girls 4 years ago and one year ago respectably. I guess love is just one of those things that just.........happens, you know? It's funny to think about. On one side, we have relationships that last for minutes, and then on the other, we hear about couples celebrating their 50th and 60th anniversaries. How does love work?

Bottom line is this: love just exists. Trying to argue otherwise is futile and you're essentially debasing the idea that two people can be in love for such a period of time. I can only hope that I can be the person celebrating his 60th anniversary, looking my love in her eyes, and saying "I love you", and still, after so much time has passed, meaning it as much as I did the moment I first saw her.

That's just love, man.

I'm out.


lol wut

This song is hilarious. Credit to my friend Taylor Smyth for informing me of this, but now I shall share this with you. Try not to laugh. :D

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Spineless Bastards.

Nice title, right? Yeah, I thought so too. It's a lyric from a Smiths song. Called The Headmaster Ritual. Badass title, right? Yep. I thought so as well. It doesn't have any significance

So, I have no idea what to do anymore. That sounds really stupid and emo, so I'll take it back. But without backspacing because it makes my blog look more legit if I just ramble, as we established. *wink* But, I don't know. I'm so confused about everything. Just so many things are happening at once in my life and it's annoying the crap out of me, for lack of a better term. Last year, I was excited about graduating and starting a "new life", so to speak, and now, at this point, I'm miserable. Not necessarily miserable, because I absolutely realize things could be incredibly worse, but I'm just....dissatisfied. College tends to stress me out more often than not, having a job is good and I have no problems with the place I work, but it takes away a lot of my free time that I'd like to use to hang out with friends and whatnot.

Just, I guess, sometimes, I wish I could return to high school, which I never thought I would say, believe me, but I am. I had virtually no worries my Senior year. Everything was as perfect as could be, for the most part. I had numerous friends and I actually enjoyed going to school every day. *shudder* But now, things are so much different. I'm only incredibly close to three or four people anymore, and I hate that.

I don't want to whine or complain or anything of that nature, and I realize that it sounds like I am. But I've just grown tired of the way my life is going right now, and I guess I'm just lamenting on a return to simpler times. I pretty much hate everything about how things are going, and I really do want to change things. I know my situation isn't hopeless or anything of that nature.

As, I always say:

Rant over.