Five Things I've Done On Break So Far

1. Pillow fight.

2. "That baby sounded like it was dying on that greyhound bus."

3. Finally saw Harold & Kumar.

4. Dance party party at Fee's.

5. Left my purse at said party.

But Cynthia is dropping it off for me on her way to Kara's.  Life saver.  Things have been really fun so far, and they're only going to get better. I would go into detail, but today is a very busy day.  I have to work later.  Kelly was having a party, but now her parents are coming home.  Whoops.  Haha.  I'll be able to finally sleep in my bed, something I haven't done since Thursday (?) night.

Five Things I Bought In My Dream Last Night

1. A new (no, like really new) Chuck Ragan alb?

2. Yellow Misfits vinyl?

3. Front row Bruce Springsteen tickets?

4. Ray Bans?

5. A party bus?

WHAT DOES IT MEAN.  Maybe I bought all of this because I got my bank statement today and realized I need to stop spending money.  Oh boy.  At this rate, I'll have the same amount of money for the rest of my life.  The amount I deposited was three dollars more than the amount I withdrew.  Ha.  Except, I did get my tax returns back today.  Awesome, awesome.  Spring break is going to suck the money right out of me, though.  Phewwww, not good.  It's 9:09.. I have one more paragraph (well, half) to go on my paper and for some reason I just can't do it.  I've been sitting here for thirty minutes and I'm just like: "blaaaaaaaah, I don't like this book, this topic, this paper".  But this has been really easy.  I wasn't even stressed that I had to do this Literary Critical Analysis essay in one night.  I got home at 4, worked on it for two hours, went to Franks for dinn-ur, came back and worked one more hour.  Three hours.. six pages.. Now I'm bored and I still don't like Shakespeare or this topic or english class.  I still have to read the Metamorphisis (suck it, Kafka.  Seriously) and study a bunch for Eurrrrrrro.  Lame.  Wednesday tomorrow.  I have to work.  I'm buying Danny that edition of Dookie that's out of print.  The one with Ernie on the back of it.  And I'm buying an Elvis CD because all of the sudden I love him. Also.. I can't find my 'I Lied My Face Off' EP?  Like, the one Mike Park sent me a little while ago because he found more in his garage?  What the hell.  It's bothering me.  I will not rest until it is gefunden.  In the immortal words of Anti-Flag: "Fuck the world, fuck 'em all!"  I don't know.. maybe I'll go see Anti-Flag.  I think they're touring.  Lord knows no one else is.. Right now my life consists of waiting for that damn Alkaline Trio tour to happen already.

Later: I finish my paper at 10:33 after an hour of just sitting in my room and listening to Superchunk.  Whoops.  I should have atleast taken a shower or something.  I just want these next two days to be over and spring break to begin.  I hope I don't have to work at all, because I have numerous plans every single day and work would just be a drag.  The only days I'm willing to work are my usual Monday nights and Wednesday morning into the evening and pppossibly on Saturday before the Curmudgeon show?  But not really, because I want to go into the city and look at residence halls.  OK, okay, that's all.

Five Best Songs On Goddamnit!

1. As You Were

2. Cop

3. Clavicle

4. Message From Kathlene

5. Sorry About That

I love this album so much.  All of it.  I just want an excuse to write about how sad I am that I still haven't found the CD/DVD anywhere.  The woman at Hot Topic in Woodbridge Mall was being a bit of a bitch to me after I asked.  "You know, it's not a new album.  It's actuallyyyyy a reissue of something they put out about ten years ago.."  Bitch, please.  Why assume I don't know that?  I'm fairly certain I probably definitely know more about Alkaline Trio than you ever could.  Just because my makeup doesn't look like I drew on my face with a giant Crayola marker, just because I don't kill the ozone trying to get my hair into that perfect tri-hawk, just because I don't have tattoos of shit that I will later regret, just because I don't work at HOT TOPIC.. does not make me less inclined to know about Alkaline Trio.  Why be so rude?

Five Things I Should Be Doing Right Now

1. "Colonialism In The Tempest: A Shitty Lit Analysis"

2. "What is Existentialism?: A Shitty Answer"

3. Reading The Stranger and responding to it.

4. PHYSICS.

5. Cleaning.

I think I say this everyday, but.. I'm a terrible student who never does anything.  What the hell.  Today I hung around school for a bit with Grace after my hour meeting with Scotty.  For being a teacher, sometimes he's pretty mean (?).  Most of it is just sarcasm, I hope, but I'm not used to it coming from teachers.  Like when he told me I was eternally damned, or when he told me to use the tape to tape my mouth shut, or when he told me he didn't hate me.. he loathed me.  But basically, I'm not doing any of that homework he assigned because I'm going to the MET tomorrow!  New York City, center of the universe!  So instead of doing homework, I'm taking and uploading some photos (like the one above).  I'm starting to burn those mixes.  I'm painting a picture, I'm writing a poem.  I'm feeling a little sick after the food I just had with Danny.  We went to this new "southwestern" place in Branchburg.  Yeah, gross.  He seemed to like it.  On the way back, we listened to They Shoot Horses, Don't They? and it was fun.  We took TWO polaroids while driving.  Dangerous.  But that's how I like to live.  Hahahahaha.  I'm going to take good polaroids when I hang out with Matt tomorrow.  Or atleast try to.  He is too wonderful to be so far away from me all of the time, seriously.

Also.. I'm semi-seriously debating going to Bamboozle even though it's really lame and too much money and the bands will probably play for fifteen minutes, but..

Sunday, May 4th's Line-Up:
Anti-Flag
Finch
Less Than Jake
The Bouncing Souls
The Starting Line

Five Things On My Desk

1. Descendents' "Everything Sucks"

2. Crash Romeo guitar pick.

3. Razor?

4. Cigar box?

5. A sign that says "Social Expert".

Strange how strange things all find a strage way to all go to the same strange place.  Today was a very good day because Jyo, Becca and Brian all got into NYU and Brian will probbbbbbbbably be going there next year.  I'm on a mission to convince the other two.  Today was beautiful so me and Danny took a joyride, listened to Streetlight and played some basketball.  Right now I'm waiting for Alf to get here to go out again, even though I have RIDIC amounts of homework to do tonight (Euro project due tomorrow, English paper due Thursday.. when does 4th quarter start?) plus finish the spring mixes but make a cover for them (+ get copies of this) plus write a poem plus paint a birthday present plus a bunch of other shit.  Oh yeah, I also don't have a car right now.  But atleast I'll be in New York City on Thursday and this weekend isn't too eventful so I can getterdone.   Last night, EVERYONE came to the store.  Katy, Alejandro, Albert, Steven.. It was crazy, but made the 7 hours I was there a little less painful.  The next thing I write will not be at random or so random.  I swear.

But what I really wanted to say was my Alkaline Trio Goddamnit Redux limited edition black splatter vinyl is THE SWEETEST THING EVER CREATED.  I think I enjoy it more than the HWM/Alk3 picture disc, but I'm not sure because that vinyl is pretty damn cool.  Spin spin spin spin.  God, I could just look at records forever.  I really need to go through all of them soon and see what I need to get holders for.  I feel bad that I just keep most of the Trio ones lined up on my wall.  Me and Alexander are about to start watching Family Guy: Blue Harvest because I could care less about homework at this point in my day.  But first... The greatest thing to ever have come in the mail.  Also, there's a cop driving up and down my (dead end) road with a spotlight and we're about to call the 5-0 to see if we should be concerned.  Also, I found out today that the name of the sexual predator on my (dead end) road has close to the same last name as Mr. D, minus the "Di".

Five Lyrics From Spring Into Spring

1. Where we're coming from, YEAH, will be the death of us!

2. It's a gamble, double down or don't.  Step out if you want to, stay in if you're bold.. And roll.

3. And we say goodbyeeee and go undergrouuuund, or up towards the sky, up in smoke burnt down to size.  Atleast we're still friends, atleast we're still alive.

4. What has tried swapping your blood with formaldehyde?  Monsters?

5. Now she's a little boy in Spain playing pianos filled with flames.

I really love this mix because it's so good to listen to with the windows down.  I wish it wasn't pouring today.. I had a lot of good outdoor plans.  Now my plans consist of driving Kelly somewhere, going out with Danny to a few places.. Tonight I'm taking pictures at The Break contest in Pompton Lakes.  Crash Romeo will be there, soo.. naturally, I'm game.  I have to make the cover for this mix so I can hand it out.  I've been saying that forever.  I need to get it done by next Thursday because Kara and I are exchanging some mixes at the poetry meeting.  I need to write a poem.  Last night was a lot of fun.  I hung out with Kayla and Dana and we just did a lot of neccessary catching up.  We watched Ratatouille!!! and the Skeleton Key (my God, Peter Sarsgaard is so beautiful).  I had the STRANGEST dream that I started dating this guy that is friends with some of my friends (but I don't really know him, aside from pictures and whatnot, but he's cute) and then we got married and ended up living in Philadelphia.  I have no idea how any of this came to be, but he had a Star Wars tattoo so that sealed the deal.  I took some fun pictures today.  Yeah.  I'll take more later at the show, even though I don't want to drive to Pompton in such rain.  But I can't really change the weather.  This is why it has to be Spring.  And what the hell.. I thought it was APRIL showers that bring May flowers, not MARCH downpours everyday.

Five Reasons Work Makes Me Sad

1. I still make less money than everyone else.  Not that I care about this, but it's worth a mention.

2. People who do nothing get more hours than me.

3. People who hate FYE get more hours than me.

4. I never see the people I want to see.

5. No one shops there.

It was really depressing parting with FYE tonight because John was like.. Soo, I guess I won't see you until next Saturday?  Yeah, he won't.  FYE will not see me forever.  I just want someone to explain it to me.  Am I not doing a good job?  Two of my managers have told me that I'm a good employee, yet the third manager happens to be the one in charge of the schedule and gives me ten hours a week.  That's roughly $52 a paycheck.. Gas costs me $41 a week.  What really gets me upset, though, is that I've been there for 17 months and I have the least amount of hours.  OKAY.  I would really like to vent and say about thirty obscenities, but I won't because I really love my job.  It just makes me sad sometimes.   I should go see if Curmudgeon needs any help.  EVEN though we have a bigger selection of CDs, I think.  Obviously you can't find cheap vinyl, but we have so many used CDs.  If you really had the time, you should go to FYE and shop because you can find a lot of cheap stuff and some stuff that's out of print.  For instance, the other day I bought The Jesus & Mary Chain for $5.  That's crazy.  And I also took the Kate Nash promo because it was free (duh) and John told me it's really good.  Work makes me sad because I never get to work and never get to talk about music.  Tonight alone we talked about the new We Are Scientists album, this new band The Cribs, Bloc Party, Kate Nash, Oregon, Black Sabbath \m/.  I just like talking about music with people who actually know shit about music.  What am I getting at?  I know I'm not getting Alkaline Trio from FYE next Tuesday.  Fuck.  Or should I say Goddamnit! (Hahahahahhaha, Alkaline Trio humor..)  I ordered the limited edition vinyl but it's still not here.  I can't wait to get it and watch everything and listen to everything in all of it's remastered gloryyyyyyyyy.  I can't wait for a tour.  If it's in the summer, I'm totally roadtripping to Boston to catch the Boston show.  It's already been decided that I am in attendance of all of the New Jersey/New York/Penn shows.  I blow all of my money on music.  All of the extra $12 of my weekly paycheck goes to The Jesus and motherfucking Mary Chain.

Five Things I Loved About Today

1. Good weather (a little windy).

2. Good pictures.

3. Good people.

4. Good adventures.

5. Good scenic routes.

My shot sucked, but that's okay because I spent the day with people I really love starting from 8:40 in the morning and it's still going.  Cayce and I went on a super fun adventure today and found a nice old house/funeral home/graveyard/barn/everything in Alexandria Township.  I finally went to "Bucks" and it was super cute and cuddly.  It looks like a nice place to work and just hang out in general.  Danny and I are about to hit up Chipotle, even though I'm still really full from the good breakfast I ate this morning and the two cookies I had at lunch.  If I feel motivated enough later (chances are unlikely) I want to do a few things.  I would like to complete all of my homework, I would like to make the cover for the spring mix, I would like to blow-dry my hair after I shower, I would like to pump some iron, I would like to do all of these things, but when I get back at 9pm I probably won't do any of these things.  And we're off!

Five Songs On Repeat Like Crazy

1. "LAX", Big D and the Kids Table

2. "Serious", Crash Romeo

3. "Point/Counterpoint", Streetlight Manifesto

4. "Rest Of My Life", Less Than Jake

5. "Overrated", Less Than Jake

"Like Crazy" is the ultimate Dr. Chow throwback.  I miss him.  "Like Crazy" has also been my life lately.  Life has been.. liiiiiiike.. crazy.  But it's alright.  Thanks to whatever made me go out and buy that calendar because it's been a lifesaver.  March events alone include: seven different Crash Romeo shows (stalk much?), Elan meetings forever, hanging out with people that I love, pillow fights in New York City, "Super Saturday!", Westfield on the first day of spring, Strelko shows.  To name a few.  I loved the weather today and it was perfect for the discussion JMo and I had about why people feel the need to clarify that the rain was "wet" when they write poetry.  This is not to say that poems can never say "wet rain", but the amount of poems that say "the cold, wet rain pounded down on the city streets" are more than you would ever think.  Why is the rain always cold?  When is rain NOT wet?  Why is it always on a city street?  Because the smell of wet rain on hot asphault is enough for me to want to stay outside in the rain forever?  Because it reminds you of spring and good weather?  Not nice weather, because rain is not nice weather.  Whether you believe it or not.  But it's good.  It's great weather.  It beads up on your window and trickles down the driveway and you can ride your bike through the puddles.  It's refreshing, like chai tea and tai chi and rhymes that aren't forced.  Perhaps, perhaps, I will write my next poem about rain.  On my window pane.  Cold, wet, glorious rain.  Like cwazy.

Five Things I Will Accomplish Today

1. All of my homework, yo.

2. Deliver show flyers to Hot Topic (yes, it's true).

3. Haircut!

4. Sell back stuff to work, buy new stuff from work.

5. Rip 30 Days of Night, Hairspray, and 24 Hour Party People onto the computer.  Maybe even watch one of them.

It's so nice to keep the Sabbath and not go to work.  I would like to do the same thing next Sunday so I can go to the record show!  And Brian's show!  Shows shows shows shows shows.  Hopefully I'll go to some good ones (besides the three Crash Romeo shows) over break, but I'm not sure anyone good is touring right now.  I'll have to ask Rio. Speaking of anyone good.. Next weekend is going to be prime.  I'm hanging out with Kayla and Daney on Friday night and I'm pumped.  I haven't seen them in forever.  I love seeing people I love.  I also love Dashboard Confessional (yes, it's true) and I don't care!  NYU is sending me my e-mail address soooon.