yeah, yeah, study--whatever.
It seems that this happens all of the time. I have an assignment to do and I just end up blogging like it's eating.
The things I've found out today:
1. The guy who plays the harmonica by the UGLi isn't homeless; he's a professor (yes, thefacebook.com is what helped me figure that one out)
2. There is a facebook group for Mounir Rafeeq to Get on Facebook. I think the problem is that he can't recognize himself as "Mounir" anymore. Seriously, who the fuck is that? I only know a Momo.
The things I've remembered today:
1. Why I stopped drinking coffee: a.) it tastes icky b.) i am not a fan of anything that makes breath anything but cute c.) too fucking addictive
2. Why I used to be broke all the time in high school: I was walking back from the UGLi [where I had to turn in the movie and where I wrote the last post] and went straight through the arch, where there was this older gentleman that I didn't recognize asking for three dollars to get a sandwich. Of course, I had to go through my pockets to see what I had. It made me think of the things you do for people that make them feel human--like never ignoring someone. I can't survive in big cities because I have to tell everyone, Sorry, I don't have anything. It always makes me sad when they smile and say, God Bless You. It takes me forever to walk down a block--but I can't just walk by someone without acknowledging them. In high school, there were a few people that I'd see all the time. Of course, everyone knows and loves Shakey Jake. For a while, there was a woman who would be around the benches by the intersection of E. and S. University, or on the other side of the arches. We'd stop and talk to her whenever we saw her. She had some young kids, but the last time I saw her they were nowhere around. Buying coffee and giving change. When we spent that weekend in Chicago in high school, we made friends with that dude who had the cute dog.
3. That I love this time of year. Well, roughly this time of year. There's something about the way that the air feels that makes me really feel alive. Makes my head spin and whirl in an absolutely fabulous sort of manner--it's kind of like taking a walk late at night at any time of the day.
Things I've received in the mail today:
1. My Sufjan Stevens cd, bitches! Sweeeeet. Only cost 10.57 total. Fucking love employee discounts. This is all the hippie music I need for quite a while. I purchased more cd's within the last few months than I have since I began college, which isn't saying much. Maybe seven cd's. [Moonlight Mile soundtrack, Nick Drake's debut cd, Damien Rice's O, Sufjan Stevens' Seven Swans]
Things I will receive in the mail soon:
1. Present from Shelley
2. The Opposite of Sex VHS from Shelley--you have no idea how excited I am about all this mess. Eeeeeek.
3. The zines I will be bothering my friends about shortly. Yes, I'm reverting to my high school self. I just miss all things creative.
The things I've found out today:
1. The guy who plays the harmonica by the UGLi isn't homeless; he's a professor (yes, thefacebook.com is what helped me figure that one out)
2. There is a facebook group for Mounir Rafeeq to Get on Facebook. I think the problem is that he can't recognize himself as "Mounir" anymore. Seriously, who the fuck is that? I only know a Momo.
The things I've remembered today:
1. Why I stopped drinking coffee: a.) it tastes icky b.) i am not a fan of anything that makes breath anything but cute c.) too fucking addictive
2. Why I used to be broke all the time in high school: I was walking back from the UGLi [where I had to turn in the movie and where I wrote the last post] and went straight through the arch, where there was this older gentleman that I didn't recognize asking for three dollars to get a sandwich. Of course, I had to go through my pockets to see what I had. It made me think of the things you do for people that make them feel human--like never ignoring someone. I can't survive in big cities because I have to tell everyone, Sorry, I don't have anything. It always makes me sad when they smile and say, God Bless You. It takes me forever to walk down a block--but I can't just walk by someone without acknowledging them. In high school, there were a few people that I'd see all the time. Of course, everyone knows and loves Shakey Jake. For a while, there was a woman who would be around the benches by the intersection of E. and S. University, or on the other side of the arches. We'd stop and talk to her whenever we saw her. She had some young kids, but the last time I saw her they were nowhere around. Buying coffee and giving change. When we spent that weekend in Chicago in high school, we made friends with that dude who had the cute dog.
3. That I love this time of year. Well, roughly this time of year. There's something about the way that the air feels that makes me really feel alive. Makes my head spin and whirl in an absolutely fabulous sort of manner--it's kind of like taking a walk late at night at any time of the day.
Things I've received in the mail today:
1. My Sufjan Stevens cd, bitches! Sweeeeet. Only cost 10.57 total. Fucking love employee discounts. This is all the hippie music I need for quite a while. I purchased more cd's within the last few months than I have since I began college, which isn't saying much. Maybe seven cd's. [Moonlight Mile soundtrack, Nick Drake's debut cd, Damien Rice's O, Sufjan Stevens' Seven Swans]
Things I will receive in the mail soon:
1. Present from Shelley
2. The Opposite of Sex VHS from Shelley--you have no idea how excited I am about all this mess. Eeeeeek.
3. The zines I will be bothering my friends about shortly. Yes, I'm reverting to my high school self. I just miss all things creative.
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