two.points.collapsing

monday morning at work. sunday was a lengthy waste of ikea trip (with some assembly required afterward), unpacking, arranging cd’s and books on the new shelving, and majestic. you really don’t want to know if you don’t already. it will take over your free time quicker than you can say compulsive. i have to say it’s very original though.

so i didn’t read much this weekend sadly, and i feel like garbage this morning. as soon as i woke up, i was already tired. not sleepy tired (although a little bit of that too) as much as exhausted physically. my legs hurt like i’d been standing for hours, but i was sleeping. i guess the weekend of moving took more out of me than i thought. at least it’s all behind me now and the only things left to do are simple things like which drawer should i put that dish towel in. but my bookshelves, who have the adorable ikea name of billy, are happily holding some books, as are my generic target shelves (stacked on top, because they were oddly the exact same width as little billy) holding my cd’s. it’s a handsome assembly in modern living. or whatever they say in those catalogs.

oh, and this guy knows what’s up. please kill me was an entertaining read. i bought it for a research paper because the library didn’t have it, and ended up reading it cover to cover because it was so good. although it made me feel bad for ever calling myself “punk” because i was so uneducated about what punk really was and a lot of the music that started it all rolling.

but not to worry, i don’t make that mistake anymore. i don’t really call myself much these days.

alright, i know it’s sunday technically, but what happened to saturday? well, i’ll tell you. we finished moving, and bid a final farewell to our summer pad. sadly that also means our super fantastic pal dominic doesn’t live with us anymore, but a floor below us instead. it’s not that far, but it’s still not going to be as cool. i know i’m gonna miss him a lot. outside of that, though, the new apartment seems to be shaping up to be better than the summer one.

then the evening: i had to go to a wedding reception for my girlfriend’s cousin, which was pretty okay, and the food was really good, and we were only there for a couple hours. but i had to go because it was on the way to the jimmy eat world concert. and man oh man, what a concert it was! it was amazing. they’re so good, and so passionate, and so talented, and it was just a great show. they played a good mix of new and old songs, which was good. they played a lot of the songs i wanted to hear, which was good. they even brought along the female back up singer/keyboard player that’s on the new cd, and she helped on some of the songs, which i thought was really good too. the crowd was into it, but not a bunch of jerks like some shows, which was also good. so the night overall was extremely satisfying. plus, there was only one opening band (the new california? never heard of ’em), and jimmy played for well over an hour. it was soooo much fun. what a good bunch of guys. and like the new songs or not, a lot of them go over pretty well live (i thought) when the band is so into what they’re doing. my grade: A.

tomorrow will bring unpacking and arranging things and maybe buying some new shelves to arrange them on. and sitting down. the thing i want more than anything for tomorrow is to sit down a lot, after carrying things back and forth all weekend and standing for a few hours at a concert. whew.

and now i want to visit the sandman, so goodnight.

done moving for today again. after grabbing some dinner with dom and milady, we decided we’re gonna do some bowling tonight. sure, bowling is kinda lame, but admit it, you like it too. and do you get to go bowling at the alley where they filmed the big lebowski? no, you don’t, but we do. so take that suckas.

“fuck it dude, let’s go bowlin’. let’s just go bowlin’.”

so it’s 11:30, and i’ve been moving for about three hours already. i’ve almost cleared out my bedroom, but not without spilling a half-full cup of berry juice on my comforter. and i haven’t even started packing or moving anything from the living room, kitchen, or bathroom. this is going to be a very long day.

at least the bedroom stereo is already set up, as is my laptop as you can tell by me being able to post this.

and i was going to drink that cup of juice too.

the moving has begun (started back at 5:30 or so), and ended for the day (about two hours ago prior to a very smashing phone conversation), and it’s pretty well underway at least. tomorrow will be the motherload. moving stereos and dishes and the large purple plastic hand chair — sound like fun? well then you come do it, because i’m tired of it already.

i think the saddest part is the taking down of the posters. i have a healthy number of posters and decorative things, and the time between taking them down and actually leaving is always a very sad time. because during that time, all the things that made this feel like my place, like home, are not visible. they’re in little tubes or boxes. it’s during this time that i realize that this place i’m in was just a temporary hold that i’d been stuck in for whatever number of months before i get moved on to the next hole. but then i get to fix up that hole to look like home and at least then i can have some peace of mind. for tonight though, it’s sleeping in a room of oppressive blankness countered by an stranger brightness from having so much white wall exposed.

i’m sleepy.

ugh. i don’t want to work now, i just want to go home and start moving so i can be finished moving sooner. and i don’t want to sit in this chair, i think it’s sucking out all of my vital energy somehow. and i don’t want to look up any more fun facts about african americans, not because i don’t like them, but because i don’t want to look up fun facts about anyone right now. facts just aren’t that fun, to be honest (did you know beethoven was probably part black? that the first man to reach the north pole was black? that alexandre dumas, writer of the three musketeers and the count of monte cristo, was a quarter black? not my idea of fun, even if they are sort of interesting, maybe).

maybe i can get out early somehow.

one of the things i’ve picked up reading various articles relating to my internship (for this marketing firm specializing in the online arena) is the term “stickiness”, which is a good thing for your website to have. it means that people stay there for a long time once they visit, and that you leave more of an impression on them. one way to make your website more sticky for your audience is of course frequent updates. new content is important. and it’s strange to me that now that i know at least a half dozen or so people probably read this somewhat regularly, i know i have an audience. that, in turn, instills me with this small pressure to write something for those glorious few readers even when i wouldn’t have otherwise — because i want them to stay, and think this is a good place to be, and ultimately, although this may be misguided, to like me (or what i have to say at the very least). so despite not having much to relay to you out there, i felt i should at least say hello so i can keep my site “sticky”.

so hey everybody. good morning. nice to see you.

oh wait, i do have a few things to record. i stayed half an hour late last night at work, so i came in a half hour late this morning. extra sleep is so welcome. it felt great. also: i started the unbearable lightness of being last night and so far i’m in love with it. i really hope that feeling lasts. and in conclusion: i have to move to my schooltime apartment building (two doors down the street) starting tonight and finishing before noon on saturday. i really hate moving. or at least packing and carrying things. unpacking is fine, but i couldn’t find anyone to do the first half for me, so this is just going to be a pain. but at least it’s the last day of the work week and the jimmy concert is on saturday. rock and roll.

i did it! take that h.p. lovecraft, your all-too-similar short stories have been vanquished by my literary prowess after a hard and long battle. you are no more to weigh down my mind, or my backpack!

yes, in the beginning hours of a new day i have laid to rest another book. now watch out milan kundera, i’ve got your number!

not that you probably haven’t had enough of me today, but i was reminded (by mr. many days) that i never shared the juicy details of my roommate’s group trip to the strip bar with pizza buffet. i can’t even say that with a straight face. well it turned out the “pizza buffet” was the bartender microwaving red baron personal pizzas for any and all takers. how incredibly sad and pathetic and hilarious is that? and since the chairs are right up on the, what, runway i guess you call it, where the girls dance, instead of with tables in front of them, the five guys had to sit and eat their pizza pulled right up against where the stripping was happening. what a great image, just sitting there inches from nude girls eating microwave pizza. outstanding.

oh, and it looks like no ghost world for me tonight. but i’ll see that movie, and soon, that’s a promise! now how ’bout i finish that book…

yeah, i’m back again with more music news (i’m working really hard today).

the topic: NEW END ORIGINAL. oh my GOD. this was a good idea. jonah of far and onelinedrawing with two former members of texas is the reason? could it be any better? if you haven’t downloaded the mp3’s from jade tree yet, you don’t know what you’re missing. hot damn. this is good.