So today, I wake up, and it's cold. Again.
I go to Starbucks, my second home (behind my first home...the pool) and it is festively decorated in red and white, with snowflake cookies and peppermint hot chocolates complete with red sprinkles on top.
I turn on the radio and hear Mariah Carey singing "All I Want For Christmas Is You."
I get out of the pool tonight and think I am going to literally freeze (yes, I swim outside...no, the temperature isn't too pleasant at 7:30 at night, especially when soaking wet and barefoot).
I saw Christmas lights on a couple houses on the way home.
All the signs are pointing toward Christmas coming up, and it's NOT EVEN THANKSGIVING YET!
All of this has generated one thing: I want Christmas.
Now.
~ KT BZ
Friday, November 19, 2004
Hahn History paper Solidarity/Party
Hey all, been two weeks, not fully coming back, just fulfilling Shakeer's wish. If you're working on the paper, drop by and comment. And if you're talking with someone who is, tell them to do the same. And everybody, don't work too hard, its 50 points. Just relish this experience for what it is and remember, everybody was behind the "power curve"
Procrastinator's Creed (stolen from one of the internets)
I believe that if anything is worth doing, it would have been done already.
I shall never move quickly, except to avoid more work or find excuses.
I will never rush into a job without a lifetime of consideration.
I shall meet all of my deadlines directly in proportion to the amount of bodily injury I could expect to receive from missing them.
I firmly believe that tomorrow holds the possibility for new technologies, astounding discoveries, and a reprieve from my obligations.
I truly believe that all deadlines are unreasonable regardless of the amount of time given.
I shall never forget that the probability of a miracle, though infinitesimally small, is not exactly zero.
If at first I don’t succeed, there is always next year.
I shall always decide not to decide, unless of course I decide to change my mind.
I shall always begin, start, initiate, take the first step, and/or write the first word, when I get around to it.
I obey the law of inverse excuses which demands that the greater the task to be done, the more insignificant the work that must be done prior to beginning the greater task.
I know that the work cycle is not plan/start/finish, but is wait/ plan/plan.
I will never put off until tomorrow, what I can forget about forever.
I will become a member of the ancient Order of Two-Headed Turtles (the Procrastinator’s Society) if they ever get it organized.
post script
If you're reading this at like 1:20, Pee Wee Herman is on Conan O'Brien and the Flaming Lips are on next.
Procrastinator's Creed (stolen from one of the internets)
I believe that if anything is worth doing, it would have been done already.
I shall never move quickly, except to avoid more work or find excuses.
I will never rush into a job without a lifetime of consideration.
I shall meet all of my deadlines directly in proportion to the amount of bodily injury I could expect to receive from missing them.
I firmly believe that tomorrow holds the possibility for new technologies, astounding discoveries, and a reprieve from my obligations.
I truly believe that all deadlines are unreasonable regardless of the amount of time given.
I shall never forget that the probability of a miracle, though infinitesimally small, is not exactly zero.
If at first I don’t succeed, there is always next year.
I shall always decide not to decide, unless of course I decide to change my mind.
I shall always begin, start, initiate, take the first step, and/or write the first word, when I get around to it.
I obey the law of inverse excuses which demands that the greater the task to be done, the more insignificant the work that must be done prior to beginning the greater task.
I know that the work cycle is not plan/start/finish, but is wait/ plan/plan.
I will never put off until tomorrow, what I can forget about forever.
I will become a member of the ancient Order of Two-Headed Turtles (the Procrastinator’s Society) if they ever get it organized.
post script
If you're reading this at like 1:20, Pee Wee Herman is on Conan O'Brien and the Flaming Lips are on next.
Tuesday, November 16, 2004
Kids these days
Hey, so, tonight I was backstage, y'know, workin' the show (The Spitfire Grill...please come see it, I don't think you'll regret it), when I leaned over to Spencer and mentioned that the opening to one of the songs sounds kinda like a creepy opening to like an Ozzy song or something, y'know...'cause it does (it's Audrey's first solo song for those who know...listen, it really does at first). Then Meagan Bruno, who I love to death but I tell ya, sometimes, pops in and is like "Ozzy Osborne? I love him!" And I'm like "rock on!" 'cause how many chicks do you meet who like Ozzy and I really didn't think she'd be one of them. But then she followed it up with "yeah, I watch that show like all the time," referring of course to MTV's "The Osbornes."
And so I'm like "no, I'm talking about the OLD Ozzy, the one who was with Sabbath," to which she replied with (and I'm getting kinda used to this) a confused look before looking back at her script.
Now...I am not totally against "The Osbornes," but it has kinda turned Ozzy into this funny old man, when he used to be this creepy-as-hell rock n' roll star (some would say rock n' roll god). So yeah...let's all take a second and reflect on the passing of a rock legend into pop culture obscurity.
On that note, start up Kazaa or Limewire or whatever you're downloading music with, and get thee some Sabbath. And not just "Iron Man!" Everyone has "Iron Man." At least get "Paranoid," and if you really want something different, a little "Children of the Grave." Or, hey, "Fairies Wear Boots," because how cool is THAT title?
And so I'm like "no, I'm talking about the OLD Ozzy, the one who was with Sabbath," to which she replied with (and I'm getting kinda used to this) a confused look before looking back at her script.
Now...I am not totally against "The Osbornes," but it has kinda turned Ozzy into this funny old man, when he used to be this creepy-as-hell rock n' roll star (some would say rock n' roll god). So yeah...let's all take a second and reflect on the passing of a rock legend into pop culture obscurity.
On that note, start up Kazaa or Limewire or whatever you're downloading music with, and get thee some Sabbath. And not just "Iron Man!" Everyone has "Iron Man." At least get "Paranoid," and if you really want something different, a little "Children of the Grave." Or, hey, "Fairies Wear Boots," because how cool is THAT title?
Monday, November 15, 2004
Sweet!
All right! Viva Death Cab. Can't wait to see what they put out next... can't hurt to have a multibillion dollar company backing you up, right?
Also interesting: http://seattletimes.nwsource.com/html/artsentertainment/2002083198_nw07.html
"Acceptance"? Well, if they're enough like Jimmy it could be good. If they're not, it could be very, very bad. But if Columbia signed them...
(...All right, Ben, it's a crappy post. It's 4:25 and I'm taking a break from my paper... anyone have any music news at all, this is the post to comment it in.)
--Dave
No, wait, Ken.
Also interesting: http://seattletimes.nwsource.com/html/artsentertainment/2002083198_nw07.html
"Acceptance"? Well, if they're enough like Jimmy it could be good. If they're not, it could be very, very bad. But if Columbia signed them...
(...All right, Ben, it's a crappy post. It's 4:25 and I'm taking a break from my paper... anyone have any music news at all, this is the post to comment it in.)
--Dave
No, wait, Ken.
Good Times
You know, staying up late reminds me of the Pilgrimage. People either have english papers to work on or other shit...we're all miserable together.
~Nancy
~Nancy
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)