sometimes i feel so sublime…

Ξ Sunday, 31 Jul 2005 at 06:41 | → 0 Comments | ∇ Normal |

    vanessa is quite possibly the coolest girl ever.

    wow, last night was incredible. i will tell you all about it and everything, but i need to go chronologically so i dont miss or leave anything out. first off, it’s very interesting, because right after I wrote my last entry, I was about to get to sleep. i was just about to set away msgs and such, amber msged me going “omfg!!!” she was really upset and she said she was crying, because a lot of crazy shit went down with her and all that night. she said that her friend apparently drove drunk and crashed her other friend’s car through some fuckers’ garage, and then subsequently blamed it on her, giving the angry homeowners’ Amber’s name (for God knows what reason). apparently too the homeowners came over to Amber’s house and were ridiculously pissed, and her parents threatened to kick her out of her house and all…. fuck.
    i was stunned by all this news, and really trying to calm her down and make her feel better, because it wasn’t the end of the world — it was not her fault any of this happened, and i am sure her parents won’t kick her out, since they’ll likely cool down after a bit, ya know? (note: they did, and i’ll get to that later). i must have talked to her for like an hour straight online, just telling her everything would be ok and that i’m here for her, and i just wanted to help as much as I could. she started talking about suicide and saying that there were no reasons for living, and I set her straight on that for sure. I hate when people talk about suicide, at least when they seriously talk about killing themselves, because it’s seriously not cool. Suicide in any other context is fine to discuss or whatever, unless you’re talking seriously about killing yourself, in which case I’m going to fucking straighten your shit out.
    the main thing i told her is that suicide is one of the most selfish acts any person could inflict. it may seem like it’d make everyone’s lives better (for some people think this), or some kooky bullshit like that, but the truth of the matter is that it really is completely selfish. in committing suicide, one deprives the entire world of all the gifts they bring to it, as well as depriving their entire family and friends of all the light and love they carry within themselves as human beings. no matter how ‘awful’ you think you might be to your parents or whatever, everyone knows that once you make that decision to end it all, they really will miss you after your mortal light suddenly flares up and fades. that’s the point, really, i guess, for some people committing suicide — “oh look at me? they all miss me! you really miss me now eh!” — and my argument isn’t to strengthen that sentiment at all. i’m just trying to state how selfish and inconsiderate an act it is, and well, i told her how much she really does matter, how much i do care about her. i told her that even if she doesn’t care about anyone else or worry about the effect on them that she should think about me and how much i’d miss her and all. the bottom line? suicide is for cowardly, sissy motherfuckers who can’t handle life. nothing is ever so bad that you should kill yourself because of it. and i mean nothing. hell, Oedipus didn’t even kill himself after he married (and slept with) his mother, so if he could handle living (albeit with gouged-out eyes), anyone should be able to.
    thankfully, she listened to me, and we talked about another hour or so on the phone after that, and i calmed her down a lot and really gave her some perspective on things. i really wish i coulda hugged her then and all and made her feel safer, but alas, all i could do was console her with my voice, thoughts, and kind words. i was really happy that i was able to help her, cos she is such a sweetheart and doesn’t deserve any of this shit happening to her in the slightest. i got off of the phone with her at around 6am or so, and was gettin ready to go to sleep, but then chels msged me and asked me if I wanted to talk on the phone, LOL. so i talked to her on the phone for maybe 30mins or so, and that was really nice… i missed her by the time i finally got to bed, it was around 07.00, and the sun was almost all risen. my soul felt really good after all of that. i dont know why, just did, hard to explain, i just felt happy to have done some good.
    friday, 29 jul: since i went to sleep so late, a 10am alarm didn’t seem like a wise idea. it went off nonetheless, however, and I ended up pushing it back to 11. even after it woke me up at 11, I didn’t actually become fully conscious until 14.00, since I went back to sleep (tired!). i decided it was probably time to wake up then…. i was going to go over to the computer stores and check for that fucking part (the 3.5″ to 5.25″ shit), but didn’t get around to it. christine texted me randomly saying that her coworker niels was a fucking asshole, and i texted her back sayin yeah, he’s a dick, and i told her i’d let her know about Vanessa’s party when I knew more details. i had called Vanessa the night before and left her a msg asking about things, but she didn’t get back to me until I talked to her online.
    you’re all golden like the Triforce!
    wow, i just said that to katy… that shit is genius. anyways, so yeah, I just chilled most of the day, talked to Chels and Chris and others a bunch, Amber a bit more too hehe…. she was babysittin her lil 5yr old cousin and all while i talked to her. Chelsey was gone earlier because she had to get some medical tests done and all, and so I talked to her a bit on the phone (i think on the fone?) after she got her tests done, and she said everything went fine which was good! well, if i remember correctly, I had to go get my sis from my grandparents’ (more watering) around 17.00, and then we went out for some lunch. my mum gave me about $12, which is all she had, and so we got some food at carl’s jr. after that, went home, chilled out… Claude called me and wanted to know what the plan was, and I told him I’d call him when I knew what we were doing, but I suggested we meet up at 21.00 or so.
    Vanessa told me that she was down for meeting whenever, and 21.00 sounded fine to her, so I planned on picking her up by then. i was talking to people online and all, and well, got pretty caught up in that, lol… as usual. Jenn called and asked whether we’d finalised plans, and I said well, I’m picking up Claude at 21.00, then V after that, so it’s all good… she was going to meet us after wRk at 00.00 anyways. when 21.00 approached, however, I wasn’t even nearly ready to go (hadn’t even showered yet), and so I called Vanessa and told her I’d be running a little late — but she said that’d be fine, because she was getting groceries (hint: jello for jello shots!), and so she wouldn’t be ready for awhile either. hence I jumped in the shower and got ready to go… changed into my MFDOOM shirt cos i wanted to look ill at the club. i called Claude and told him I’d be over in a few to pick him up, and so bailed out the door around 21.40 or so.
    oh, and for the record, someone hijacked Tom’s Myspace page, check it the fuck out, wahahahhaa. argh, it’s fixed now. lol… well, it was funny while it lasted. if you missed it, sorry.
    went to get some money at the bank (sadly, dipped into my overdraft again), then over to Claude’s, bumped DANGERDOOM on the way over (word)… I got to his place around 22.00, and he wanted to watch some (bleh) SportsCenter before we went over to Vanessa’s. i was like dude, hurry the fuck up, and so we bailed out the door and got into my car. I had printed out a map to Vanessa’s house off of Mapblast, but I ended up forgetting it when I left, so I just tried to remember where her place was and the address. Before we left Claude’s, of course, I called her to make sure she was home and ready to go, and she said she was, so we headed over there.
    got to her house — we actually passed her driveway the first time, the driveway to her apartment complex, but then we found it, and I parked behind her ill VW Jetta. I called her and told her we were there, since she needed to come downstairs (the door to the apartments inside was locked), and she said she’d be right down. A minute later or so, she came down the stairs, looking shiningly beautiful, and I smiled brightly and greeted her warmly when she came outside. We got into the car, and she sat in the back for some reason (why, I dunno), and she said she needed to go to the bank before we hit up any bars. we stopped there for a sec at the drive-up ATM, and then headed off towards the clubs. Vanessa called Christine to see if she was still coming, and Christine said she was watching a movie, but she might come later, which was good. I recommended we hit up The Jungle first, which was supposed to be a good place. I opened the door for Vanessa and let her out of the car, and then we went inside. We ended up having to pay a $5 cover, and when we got in there, the music was mind-numbingly loud — to the point where I couldn’t fucking hear myself think. bleh.
    fuck it though, it didn’t matter at the moment. This was the first bar that Vanessa had been to — she has been 21 for awhile (god, I can’t remember her birthday, I think it was before Christine’s though, and so it was like March or Feb? sorry!) — but hasn’t gone to the bars yet for some odd reason, until now! I offered to buy her a drink, because it was only fair, and she’s like “No!” lol… but I did it anyways. I went up to the bar and got her a drink — “Could I get a Long Island iced tea for the lady, please?” and they made one up for her. I was kinda disappointed with their drinks, though, because they charged $6 for the one I bought Vanessa, and it was half the size of the ones at Indigo, and the same fucking price… bleh. anyways, I paid it though, and she seemed to like it, which I was happy about. Me and Claude sat there drinking water — I don’t know why he didn’t drink, but oh well, he kept bitching about wanting a “Rennie’s Lemonade” (from Rennie’s Landing across town). Claude kept busting out “the laugh” (his signature hysterical laugh), and he kept spewing random obscenities about the goofballs at the Higgerty and all, and Vanessa remarked to me, “I can’t hear a word he’s saying!” it was funny, i sorta “translated” for her, or at least told her some of the random shit he was saying, and she was laughing and smiling the whole time.
    Eventually, we tired of the constant noise and not being able to even talk to each other, so we decided to go somewhere else. Claude was fucking adamant that we go to Rennie’s, and so both Vanessa and I humored him and drove over there, even if we’d only be there for a few. Fuck it, we’ll go there then. We sped through the hazy evening amid partying and merriment, and with windows rolled down, the night air rushed by in cool gusts. We drove down 13th towards Rennie’s, and I pointed out Indigo as we drove by (“Maybe we’ll go there later…”), and then we eventually arrived at Rennie’s. I pulled around the corner and into the UO parking lot behind Rennie’s, because my parking sticker is good until end of September… too bad I won’t be around to use the last of it… oh well. Neither will my car, I don’t think. I think Vanessa gave me a hug when we got out of the car (yay!), and then we walked over to Rennie’s.
    Walked into the bar, and we went upstairs to see what was happening there. Claude went to the bar to get a Rennie’s lemonade, and I went up there with him, giving him $5 for a drink (he was ostensibly broke, so whatever), and who did I see? My friend Dylan! I haven’t seen Dylan for months, and well, we used to be like best friends way back. I met him in 4th grade or so on a class trip, and well, we were best of friends until about 9th or 10th grade, when we had a mysterious falling-out. I think it was some stupid shit I was on, I can’t even remember, but it was so fucking retarded that I shouldn’t have bailed out on him, and I actually regret that to this day, cos he’s a really fucking cool guy. We saw each other at UO awhile ago on campus, and talked and exchanged numbers and shit, but we never really were able to hang out; I guess we were both busy though, so it’s chill. So I see him yesterday, and told him I was going to San Francisco in about 2 weeks, and he said “Dude, we should totally chill, so I’ll give you a call or vice versa and we’ll figure it out.” He was there apparently at his girlfriend’s birthday, and so he had to bail, so I told him we’d be in touch and all. I talked to Vanessa and all while we waited for Claude to get his drink, and then we went downstairs, since upstairs was really noisy and shit.
    Claude went to look for anyone else we knew, but didn’t find anyone, so we three sat down and chilled for a bit. Vanessa was all bright-eyed and smiling, as she normally is, and I talked avidly with her while Claude kinda chilled and busted out random shit (especially the laugh). I was like yeah, this fucker’s getting opened up now for sure, YEAH! — cos he’d had a drink and all. He goes randomly to me, “Dude, should I get an AMF? AMF?!? AMF?!?!?! Should I get one?!?!?!” I’m like dude, fucking go for it, go to the bar and ask for one, charge it on the credit card! He’s like “Yeah, credit card, credit card… My dad will pay for it either way, man, it’s all good!”and he bounces away towards the bar to order the drink. He comes back with this pint glass of this bluish shit, and he’s all sucking it down while we watch and crack up. He’s like “dude, this is some good shit, man! good shit!!!” I asked him if I could try it, and he’s like “No… it’s ALL MINE.” I’m like “You won’t even let Vanessa try it, will you?” and he goes “Nope, all mine.” he was all getting hysterical then, just buggin out, and me and Vanessa kept cracking up.
    I think Christine called Vanessa a bit later, and she said she’d come to Rennie’s and meet us and everything. She didn’t know where it was though, so I tried to give her directions, and she said she’d be there soon. We waited at our table, which was near the front of the bar, and just kicked it, talking and all, and just enjoyed our time. Claude got crazier and crazier, as he does when he’s drinking, and it got increasingly funnier every minute. Jenn called me around midnight or so (this is Saturday morning now), and she said she was just getting done at wRk at the hospital. She parked in the parking lot right next to where I was (I shoulda seen her car), and so she told me to meet her there. Vanessa had to go to the ladies’ room or something, I think, and so I told Claude to tell her I’d be back in a few, and I went outside to go meet Jenn.
    I met up with her in the parking lot, and then, out of the blue, I saw my friend Dave, Dan, and (I think) Dan’s girlfriend, who was a bigger girl, and she was pretty fucking cute. lol… and then Christine called me and asked me for directions, since they got lost somehow, but they just ended up down the street from where we were, so I said “Walk this way,” and they did. I talked to Dave and Dan for a sec, and I think they brought along my old friend Andy too. I had to go though, because I was with Vanessa and Jenn and everyone else, and so we walked down the street for a sec and I met up with Christine and Dan there. We went inside, and Christine and Vanessa hugged and Jenn and Vanessa hugged and they all started talking right away. We were all sorta standing in a tight circle, and Jenn wanted to sit down cos she’d been working all day, and she also wanted to know what we were doing — staying there or going. I thought she was kinda crabby initially, but she was just tired from work and wanting to sit down at a table with everyone instead of standing around.
    Christine wanted to go to Indigo, and so she got Vanessa on the bandwagon too, and we all decided to go over there. Jenn wanted to consolidate the cars a bit though, so she said we should drop off my car at my house (since it was close), and so Jenn and Vanessa followed me and Claude up the hill to my house with her car. It was still a cool, or at least fairly cool night, and I loved driving through the darkness of the ‘forest’ near my house. Pulled my car in the driveway, made the drop; switched up the cars and peeled out of there. I sat in the back behind Vanessa, and Claude behind Jenn, and we drove down towards Indigo. I brought my iPod just in case Vanessa wanted to hear some of my music, cos she reminded me that I needed to hear one of her favourite hiphop groups, Lexicon, when we went to her house. Christine called me on the cell on the way there, and she asked where the fuck we were, and I told her we were on the way, we had to drop off my car and all. It was about 00.50 then, and so we only had about an hour left to go to Indigo and chill.
    We had to stop by Selco for a sec so Jenn could get some cash out, and then we drove over to Pearl or so, where I recommended we park (about a block from Indigo). We got out of the car and walked over to Indigo. Got in the door, and Dan and Christine were sitting at the bar waiting for us, and so we all went up to it and were gonna sit down. there weren’t really enough seats at the bar though, and so I was standing behind Vanessa and Christine for a sec, and then I thought we should try to get a table. There weren’t any seats open next to her tho, unfortunately. I asked Jenn if she wanted a drink, and she said sure, so I went over and got her a margarita. Jenn wanted to sit down some more cos she’d been standing all day at work, and so she sat down at a table, but none of the others came when I asked them if they wanted to — I guess they didn’t hear me or something.
    I sat down next to Jenn for a sec, and she said “don’t worry about me, I’ll be alright, go hang out with them — I just need to sit down, and well, they’ll come over eventually.” So I noticed that there was a seat open next to Vanessa, but I failed to notice that there were two, though. I thought about it though, and I didn’t know if she wanted to sit on an uncomfortable barstool and all, because she’d been working all day — but I was wrong, as I end up being sometimes, of course — she came over angrily and said, “Hey, you could have at least told me there was an empty seat here!” I explained to her exactly what I just wrote, that I didn’t know if it’d be comfortable for her or not, and etc. She was kinda pissed off then, and I had a feeling that it might be a bad night, and we kinda bitched back and forth for a sec, and unbeknownst to me, she started sucking down her margarita faster because she was pissed at me, lol. Vanessa and Christine walked off towards the back of the bar inexplicably, and Jenn told me that she thought the both of them were ignoring her, but it proved to be an unfounded worry. She eventually got a little happier after she’d finished her margarita, and I sat there sipping ice water. Christine and Vanessa were apparently scoping the place for a guy for Vanessa (since she’s kinda on weird terms with her ex, and well, yeah, I’ll go there later perhaps), and so they came back with this one guy, whose name was Jared, and Vanessa talked to him for a sec, and we all moved to a table then.
    The table: Christine, Jenn, me. Across from us (respectively): Jared, Vanessa, Claude. I was on the very inside, and well, Jenn wanted another margarita, so Dan (who pulled up a chair on the outside) offered to get her one. We were all talking to each other; Christine was pretty fucked up off of the Long Island iced tea she got, and Vanessa was working on a Mai Tai, so both of them were kinda loopy, and Claude was drinking a Long Island too. fuck, i was surrounded by drunks, except for Jared and Dan. Jared’s friend Adam showed up, this kinda weird, wiggerish looking guy, and he pulled up a chair next to Dan. Claude started laughing his ass off and wouldn’t stop, and I was falling over laughing at him. Jenn and Christine were even laughing at him, and Jenn usually goes crazy if he started busting out the laugh. Apparently Jared asked Christine, “Is that guy always like that?” and she goes, “yeah, he doesn’t even need to be drunk to pull this shit!” and it’s absolutely true, he’s crazy either way, but fucking crazier if he’s drunk.
    I remember poking Vanessa randomly, and she didn’t even notice, and then later I told her, “I poked you” and she went “You poked me? I didn’t even know that!” it was funny, and Christine was all loopy too, and we were all just cracking the fuck up at the table. it was so fun, and I wasn’t even drunk yet! We called Swagerty, Belt, and Jed, and we left a ridiculous message on Swagerty’s phone — it was fucking hilarious. sadly though, the fun had to end, because the bars were almost closed — they gave last call at 01.50, and so we figured we’d better leave at 01.55, so we bailed out of there. Vanessa invited Jared and Adam to come to her house, because we had some good shit there, and so me, Jenn, Vanessa and Claude walked back to Jenn’s car. I was the only sober one there, so I had to drive, and so we walked towards the car, or rather, I walked and they stumbled and held onto me. It was fucking weird, because Jenn was holding onto my arm and shoulder (on the right), and then Claude fucking leaned over on me and almost knocked me over, bahaha.. and Vanessa saw a parking post and started pole-dancing on it, it was fucking hot! anyways, we all finally made it to the car after much stumbling on their parts, and I managed to get Jenn into the front seat somehow.
    so we drove off towards Vanessa’s, and I hoped Dan would know how to get there. On the way there, Claude kept fucking busting out his laugh over and over and over again, and did it in Jenn’s ear for much of the time, and she goes “Dude, do it out the fucking window!” so he turns out the window and starts busting the fucking laugh out the window about 500 times, and we were all laughing our asses off by this time. I think Vanessa kept singing out the window and Claude just kept busting the laugh out, and eventually we got to Vanessa’s house. Swagerty called my phone back, and Jenn answered. He asked if I was there, and Jenn said “No, Claude jacked his phone, he isn’t here.” He was like “Well, tell Claude not to fucking call me if he’s drunk,” or something to that extent. it was fucking classic though…. Christine was right in front of all of us, well, her car was, driven by Dan that is. A pickup or 4Runner or whatever pulled up a second later too, and apparently that was the guys from the bar. We didn’t think they’d be able to find us, because we gave pretty nebulous directions, but I guess they followed Dan or something and were able to find it. yay! so, I think Vanessa went ahead and opened the house up, and we all piled upstairs into her apartment, which was pretty fucking sweet. It was cosy but comfortably large at the same time, and she had a fucking bomb-ass kitchen with just about a full bar! Her little sis Danielle had been making Jello shots for all of us, and she pulled those out of the fridge and got them ready to chug.
    I’d never had Jello shots before, and I didn’t even hardly know what they were, but they’re pretty simple, and so I took a shotglass and filled it with some jello. One of the pans was of rum jello, and the other was of vodka. I tried the rum first, I think, loaded up a shotglass, and downed the Jello. It was fucking caustic, yo. Like it was good, but it was fucking potent as hell — and well, I loved it. Christine was downing those like hell, as far as I remember, and I think she even dropped most of one on the floor, which needed to be cleaned up of course. Claude was sitting on the couch, and he seemed really fucked up, and he eventually said he wanted to go home, and so Jenn’s like “hey, why don’t you walk him back to his house, and then come back” and so I’m like aight, sure. So we walked out of her house, and walked down the road towards Claude’s house. He kept spouting some crazy shit on the way, and we just talked some bullshit and all, and he told me about all the people he was going to drunkdial when he got home. he just exploded and was busting out the laugh some more, and so I walked him to his complex and then started back.
    i walked down a lonely, darkness-shrouded road which was about a block from Vanessa’s apartment, and I got to there off of W. 11th. I followed a raccoon down the street for a bit, but he seemed terrified of me, as I expected, but I wanted to see how long I could follow him. I walked down the street (it was like what, 3am now), amid a couple people talking on the porch, and after walking down the street for a bit, i got back to Vanessa’s and rejoined the party. Everyone was still there, of course, and I reentered it smoothly and all. I remember I mighta taken about two of those shots, and then I tried a shot of straight Jack Daniels. fuck, that was strong. it tasted like peanuts or cashews, like a fucking nutty taste, and I didn’t really understand why. it was really strange. i just kinda sipped it too — I shoulda chugged it, but I didn’t. I remember after that, I mixed up some Bailey’s and Jager, which Vanessa had both of (yay!) into a shot, and drank that shite. I didn’t even know that Jager is black licorice-flavoured, but it didn’t matter, since it worked really well with Bailey’s.
    Everyone was chillin and having fun, and I think Vanessa was in the other room with Christine, playing the two guys from the bar at foosball (she has a foosball table, YEAH!), and I came in and watched for a sec a little later. Her friend Ivan was there, and he said he was from McKenzie Bridge — I asked him if he’d been to St. Benedict’s Lodge over there, which we’ve been to a few retreats at, and he said yeah, it’s a nice place… it is a really fucking nice place, if you ask me. He seemed really cool, and I talked to him for a bit. Jenn was taking jello shots too, and she also wanted another mixed drink, and so Danielle made her up an “Orgasm,” which apparently consists of Kahlua, vodka, lime juice, and ice all mixed in a blender, but I could be wrong about the lime juice. Anyways, Vanessa had told me this before — she had the most brilliant idea — she bought “sippy cups,” like little baby spillproof cups, for alcohol and shite like that. It was perfect for Jenn too, because Jenn was kinda tipsy and all, and she was going to spill stuff. I actually got her a glass of water, and then when I was trying to get some of that Jack, I accidentally knocked it out of her hand and some of it spilled, but surprisingly she caught the glass! I got some paper towels and blotted up the water, and it was all ok — I’m glad there wasn’t a drink in that glass.
    We were all just chillin, drinkin alkyhol and everything, and I talked to Vanessa as much as I could — she is so sweet and fun when she’s drunk, even moreso than she is normally, and she is sugary-sweet normally. she didnt even drink that much though, or at least I didn’t see her drink too much…. but she was around and all. I guess I wasn’t paying much attention at the time, cos I was kinda chillin with Jenn and everyone else there, and they were all kinda goin crazy. I was all mellow and shite, which is how I am when I’m drunk, apparently, and so I was really chill and still pretty fucking lucid. That guy Adam kept cracking up because I said “lucid,” and he thought that was the illest word ever or something. I remember I went up to Vanessa and looked into her eyes, and they were so fucking beautiful and perfect. Bluish-grey, nitid gorgeosity, like, they looked as if they were painted on or something — almost unreal. her eyes tripped me the fuck out, and i told her so, i told her how beautiful they were and all. She was like “oh, thanks!” and smiled that nitid smile of hers, and her eyes brightened even more.
    Jenn couldn’t finish her “Orgasm,” and so I was like aight, does anyone else want this? V’s sister Danielle took it gladly (she loves her alkyhol, apparently), and so I offloaded that and everything. I remember that eventually Vanessa’s ex-boyfriend Cliff, her friend Colin, and this other guy Shawn came too. I think later on, I randomly told Vanessa that her lips looked bloody. lol… she had those jello shots and all, and it was red jello, and so her lips looked all bloody, ya know? (I actually told her about this today…. Saturday that is… and she thought it was funny). Jenn was not feeling too well, and neither was Christine, and so around 4am or so, Dan took Christine and Jenn home. I volunteered to stay there and sober up a bit, and then drive Jenn’s car home. now i was telling my friend Lauriellen about this earlier, and she blew the fuck up on me cos she said I shoulda waited 8 fucking hours to drive home, but no, fuck that. I drank a shitload of water and some Dr. Pepper too while I chilled with Vanessa and everyone.
    It was quite sedate after Jenn and Christine and Dan left… I talked with Vanessa some more, and she snuggled up with Cliff (her ex) a bit too. They showed a clip of The Sweetest Thing for all of us, to my dismay (I heard that movie blew cock), but they had this fucking hilarious song and dance number called “The Penis Song.” It was fucking insane, and she showed the clip to us twice, once before Jenn et al. left, and then afterwards too, because she wanted to show it to her friend Colin and a couple others. It was pretty fucking ridiculous both times, and yeah, weird. I remember I talked to Jared for a bit about San Francisco, and also to Ivan a bit too about McKenzie Bridge and also grad school, but otherwise I didn’t talk to too many people except for Vanessa. Cliff was strangely silent, and seemed tired or pissed off, and the only time he really talked to me is when Vanessa talked about my friend Tony. Tony was in the band alterEGO, and apparently Cliff is/was in the band and knew Tony and all. Tony went to my church for like 3 years too, so I knew him really well. Vanessa mentioned to Cliff that I knew him, and so I told him the same shit I just said, and he was like oh, cool.
    The funniest shit happened when I was sitting there listening to Cliff, Colin, Ivan, and Shawn talk about cars and shite together. I looked at Shawn, who was red-haired and looked all skater and shit, and I thought, omfg, he looks exactly like BENSE to me… and it cracked me up cos here’s this guy talking about cars and all, he’s all carrot-top and shite and seemed all nerdy, just like my fuckin friend Bense.. I’ll tell more about that later.
    I remember Vanessa’s sister wasn’t feeling too well, and she kept stumbling around and crawling on the floor cos she was so fucked up. I felt bad for her, and wished I could help her, but I guess in the throes of drunkenness you just need to go through it — it’s like hell, the only way out is through, right? Well, Jenn called me around 04.30 and I told her I’d leave Vanessa’s at 5, because I figured I’d be sober enough to drive to her house by then, even though I’d had a lot to drink. I had a shitload of water and all though, so that should have helped, and I was actually feeling fine when I got ready to leave around 5. I told Vanessa how fucking awesome the party was — like… it was the best party I’ve been to in my entire life, and I think it fucking made my entire year, and I shit you not when I say that. she is so fucking fun to hang out with, seriously, and just brightened up the entire time for me. I gave her a big hug, and then told her “well, I dunno if I’ll see you again before I go…” and she said “no, we should… we should have a going-away party for you!” and I’m like “fuck yeah! let’s do it! you’d better come!!!” and she’s like “of course i will!” I gave her another big hug then, and I said bye to everyone I met that night, and I walked triumphantly out the door.
    i got into the car, surprisingly sober, and drove all the way to Jenn’s without a fucking hitch at all. when i got there, the sliding glass door was partway open, the dog was dancing around in the doorway, and in Jenn’s room, the lights were all on and she was half-asleep on the bed, facedown. she woke up when I got in there though, and then snuggled up to me as we both went to sleep. this was about 05.20. we didn’t wake up until almost noon, and didn’t really get out of bed until almost 13.00, and then umm… we took a shower… lol… and we eventually got out the door around 14.00 or so. we all piled into Jenn’s car, because we had to take Dan home and then me home as well. Took Dan home first, and then Jenn wanted to go to 7-11, so we did, and they bought a $2.99 12-pack of chilled bottled water for the road — they were going to Albany today to see Jenn’s cousin Lizzi and take her out for her 21st birthday (Lizzi is exactly 6 days younger than Jenn).
    saturday, 30 jul: We then drove to my house, I gave Jenn a hug and a kiss goodbye, and I went down the driveway and into the house. I got onto the computer to see what I’d missed, if anything, and well, I talked to Amber for a bit, and I talked to Rough too for a bit. I also msged Bense too, and told him about how much Shawn looked like him, and he thought it was fucking hilarious. I remember that Chelsey called me and said what’s up and all, and she had to go not too long after, but she said she’d call me back or I could call her back. I felt bad, because I didn’t end up talking to her again until she got on the internet a lil later. I started writing this entry at around 15 or 16.00, and tabled it for a little while, because I was talking to people and kinda busy, and so I hope it still seems cohesive and all. really, i didn’t do all that much today — i talked to people a lot, and really kinda got lost in music and conversation, and I talked to Chelsey a bunch more on the phone later — but she had to go after not too long, and I eventually left too — went off to Taco Time to get some dinner.
    i seriously didnt do that much today, lol. i talked to chels a bunch, and rough some more, and basically i’ve been writing for about 4 hours or so right now, and well, Friday night was the most interesting of all really. i talked to Alexandria a bunch right now actually, while i was writing this entry, and she just left and all… otherwise, haven’t been doing much.
    tomorrow (or today, sunday, that is) will be noteworthy, cos I’m goin down to see Max and Audrey, my baby cousins, and my uncle Tom and aunt Anne! i’m sorry everyone, but i’ll be gone until Monday — i’ll miss you all when i’m gone, but i’ll be back, i promise. much love, and i hope you enjoy reading! peace.

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wow! life = drama i luv reading what u write.

Posted 7/31/2005 at 1:31 PM by musicislife922

crazy entry bro. lost myself in all of that.

you need to tape record claude’s laugh, it sounds classic.

Posted 8/2/2005 at 2:17 AM by roughdraft1

 

Ξ Friday, 29 Jul 2005 at 04:01 | → 0 Comments | ∇ Normal |

    well, i must say, it was a very propitious day today. i need to load a couple albums on my iPod, including that Dangerdoom promo, but other than that, all is well. i couldnt be happier really. i talked to Christine and everything is going to be fine… just a matter of time, really, and well, i know I have the fortitude necessary. everything is gonna be great. i just went down the hall and got a drink of water out of the bathroom sink, and i looked into a face with bloodshot eyes, with scruffy looking beard, smiling though. all the opposition dies before me as i walk through their ranks, brandishing the Spear of Destiny. life is good.
    i woke up around 10 initially this morning, but Leora never got back to me last night, so we didn’t hang out. I woke up finally at about noon, and talked to Chels and Rough for a few. we all talked about some important affairs, and well, everything was good, but then I had to go help my mum with some shite upstairs. the painters were still here today, but they worked on the entryway and such, and my mum needed me to help get my sis’s “office” cleared out and ready for painting. after I did so, I had some special K (god, I miss cereal), but I had to eat outside on the deck table because our kitchen table was all covered up (they painted in there today as well). somehow, when I tried to call out on my phone, it told me my service was interrupted because of non-payment. wtf…. so my mum gave me her credit card and we paid it all up for me and my sis’s phones, and it started working maybe 10-15min later. I texted Christine and asked her if I could meet up with her and talk tonight… and hoped she’d get the msg later when she got off of work.
    if i remember correctly, then I called Jenn and said what’s up and all, because she hadn’t gone to work yet, and talked to her for a bit before she went into work. I know that I then chilled for awhile on the comp… and when my sis went over to do her watering at my grandparents’ house, after about an hour, my mum wanted me to go pick her up. Eager to get out of the house, I gladly did so, and went and picked my sis up with dope music blaring. She wanted to go to 7-11 (cos she wanted “Flamin’ Hot” Cheetos), and she offered to buy me something, which I took her up on — I got this weird Canadian bottled water, which was pretty good but tasted almost like California water, whahaha. after I got home from that, I decided I’d start work on her computer for the day, since I wanted to get it all over with and shit. I even brought my fucking iPod and some headphones upstairs, plugged the shit in so it’d charge and not run down the battery… got my toolkit from my car for screwdrivers and shite, and well, got all decked out to work on the computers.
    The mounting tray that they gave me at Practical worked fucking flawlessly. I screwed the drive into there, cannibalising a few screws from unnecessary shite; loaded it into the front of the computer, put screws into the sides and tightened them, and it fit like a fucking glove. Then I pulled out the 3rd and final HDD, which was going to be the tricky one — I had gotten that mounting kit from the electronics store, and worried whether it’d work or not, but I thought it was worth a try at least. I tried to put them every which way on the HDD, even on the fucking bottom, which was counterintuitive and stupid, and so I decided I’d do some research on the net for a few to see what the fuck I was doing wrong. I got on and talked to Chels and Rough and others some more (Bense too), and while I was doing so, I Googled 3.5″ mounting kit. Now I got plenty of hits for it, and the first one I came up with seemed to be right, and I clicked on it. What did I find? It was the exact same shite I’d bought, but whaddaya know? The shit the guy sold me at the electronics store was a 2.5″ to 3.5″ mounting kit, not a 3.5″ to 5.25″ tray like I needed. I needed another fucking tray like I’d gotten at Practical.
    Fuck. Hence, I’m going to have to go around town tomorrow (Friday, today, whatever) and look for another one of those trays at a computer store around here. It seems like a pretty specialised piece of machinery, and well, I doubt I can find it at Best Buy or some shit like this girl at one computer place recommended going. I ripped the FDD out of her old computer, because it was an unnecessary piece of eq, and I also will probably take the 2nd CDROM out as well — both the CDROM that was in my sis’s shit and CD burner that were in my mum’s computer can be sold somehow, since no one around here needs them. let me know if you need a 52x CD writer or CDROM (I think they’re both the same speed, just one’s a burner and one’s not). Also took the IDE cables out so I could reinstall them how they needed to be plugged in, and made up a little list of IDE channels and master/slave settings.
    wow, how interesting… not… lol… most people will be bored as hell by that last paragraph or two. but oh well! fuck it. I left the boxes and shit where they were for the moment, and went downstairs for a bit. However, I decided I’d show my mum my ‘starry night’ story not long afterwards… both English and Latin versions. I made her up a Word document with both versions and printed it, and went upstairs and showed it to her. She was sitting outside on the deck in the sun, and so I sat across the table from her while she read, giving various details about the writing process and such. She absolutely loved it, as mums are wont to (wow, that sounds funny, but oh well), and she told me it sounded epic and grand, just beautiful, and I was happy that she liked it. She even read my Latin version and the commentary I wrote for it (all the notes), and enjoyed that even more. We got to talking about my masters’ program and Classics and everything, and she thinks that I’ll be an awesome professor someday, which I hope I am. I told her about my book I’m planning on making out of this (for the 2nd time I think?), and she asked me if she’d ever get to read any of my blog, and I told her “Nah… not until the book rolls out. You get a free, autographed copy though.” lol. I think before she left, however, we clipped my dog Chichi’s nails (she’s a Chihuahua), and she wanted to clip Vicki’s (my pug’s) nails too, but I didn’t have time to, nor did I want to hold her for that shite.
    Our convo was interrupted by my dad coming in the door (he called a few minutes before), and I guess they were going to go somewhere, so I think I went downstairs and kicked it some more. It was such a fucking hot day today… jesus… 90° here. I hate hot weather. I was talking to Bense and Rough about some random shite, and even got to talk to my friend Lori a bit too (yay!). It was around 16 or 17.00 by now, and getting a bit later in the day, and I texted Christine again making sure she got my msg before. She doesn’t get off of work until like 17.30 though usually, so I wasn’t worried. All of a sudden, my mum randomly called and said that the Porsche had died in the middle of the street on 15th and Agate, and she and my dad needed a jumpstart. I said sure, I’d be down in a few, and I told my friends I needed to get going cos my parents needed a jump and all. Bense, since he is pretty much a master mechanic and autotech, said I should suggest that my dad tries “roll starting” the car, since it’s a stick-shift. apparently you put it in neutral, get it rolling, put it in 1st gear and let out the clutch, and that’ll start it instead of a jump start. When I got down there with jumper cables, I asked my dad if he tried that, and he said no, but he would have if he wasn’t on the flats — apparently he’s done it plenty of times with his motorcycles, and called it a “compression start.”
    Got home after I got them jumped and all. I was anxious to get a text msg back from Christine, cos it was a little after 18.00 and she hadn’t answered or anything yet. My mum called me upstairs for dinner, and they were having bratwurst, which is really not my fucking favourite thing. It seems like what eating a dick would be like — and believe me, I have no experience in that area — but it’s all fucked up and crunchy, and I just don’t bloody like the shit. It’s spicy too, which I wasn’t feeling on such a hot day, but I ate about half of it and gave the rest to my three ravenous dogs. Ahhh…. Christine did finally get back to me. She said “Sorry, had to stay late for work.” I texted her back and asked if she got my msgs before, and she said yes.. and so I asked her if it was ok if I came over, and she said sure, so I got ready to go over there, and bailed out the door.
    Listened to some relaxing, ill hiphop on the way there; it was chill, although some cocksucker just about sideswiped me on the way there, changing lanes into my lane without even signaling. I hate when motherfuckers do that shit, seriously… I shoulda honked at him, but I just said fuck it, who cares, and stayed away from his stupid ass. I was kinda nervous on the way over there, because I needed to talk to Christine about some important shit, and I didn’t know how exactly she’d take it, or if she’d understand or not. When I got over there, I was kinda nervous too, but when I started actually talking to her, it all melted away because she really did understand, cos she knows me really well and all, and well, she knows Jenn really well too. You can probably guess this was about Jenn and me… but I’ll go into that later on perhaps if I feel like writing about it. A lot of changes are brewing, really, and they’re for the better for the most part, but inevitably someone is going to get hurt, and well, hopefully it is as little as possible. Everything’s good though… I’m glad I got to talk to Christine and kinda bounce everything off of her, and she was mad understanding and sweet about everything, and even gave me a hug before I left, which was reassuring. what are best friends for I guess?
    after I left Christine’s, I went home and relaxed for awhile more. Talked to Chelsey of course, and Rough some more (I’ve been talking to them a lot lately, I know, but hey, they’re two of my really good friends these days), and even talked to Amber for a little bit. Amber apparently wanted me to call her last night and all, but I didn’t know, and so I was going to call her tonight sometime. By now it was around 20.00 or so, and I think Jenn called me about an hour later, asking if I could come over to her house after wRk. I told her I might, but I didn’t really want to, cos I was kinda settled in for the night, but I told her sure, I’ll come over, cos she really wanted me to. Chels called me a lil later too, telling me she was gonna go get some food and all, and I told her I’d probably talk to her after I got home from Jenn’s. 23.00 came, which was when Amber wanted me to call her (02.00 her time, since she’s in Massachusetts), yet I didn’t know when Jenn would call and all and I didn’t want to only talk to Amber for like 5mins and bail, ya know? Claude called me and bullshitted with me for a bit, and Amber actually called me in the middle of that and said what’s up and asked if she could call me back in about 15, and I said sure, I might be at Jenn’s, so if I don’t answer, I’ll be there, but if I do, we can talk. I called Claude back and bullshit some more with him, and Jenn called me a bit later and asked if I was still coming over, and I said of course… before that though, I went upstairs and ate some more Special K (hungry, since I didn’t eat much today), and ate it in Anna’s “office” again, bahaha…. and read Calvin and Hobbes while doing so. yay!
    I left for Jenn’s around what… 00.30 or so? She ended up not getting off of wRk until mad late, and so i drove over there then, and when I got there she was home, so it was all good. I had forgotten she still had Pibb Xtra from last Saturday in the fridge (YAY!), and so I grabbed one of those, and she grabbed a Mike’s Hard Cranberry to drink, cos she’d had a hard day at work. Apparently the Doritos from her birthday Sunday were still around too, and so we took those into her room and lay on her bed, eating and drinking a bit. She loves those Salsa Doritos, and I guess they’re OK, and she was eating them with salsa too, lol. apparently too, they have the “Cheeto effect” and make your fingers all red with the residue (bleh, i hate that shit). anyways, we hung out for like an hour just talking and chillin, and I left her house around 01.30.
    drove through the somewhat hot night towards home, and I tried calling Chelsey just to say hi and all and see if she was up, but she didn’t answer.. oh well, I tried. anyways, I drove home in droll silence (no iPod), but hey… silence is a good thing sometimes, right? i got home around 02.00, and well, I’ve just been chillin since then. No one is really awake, so I thought I’d write a bit about my day, which has been packed with interesting shite, even though I really didn’t do all that much today. lol… well… it was good that I talked to Christine.. that was very important. but yeah, I’m prolly going to go to sleep soon… maybe read for a bit then go to sleep. i need some more water, cos it’s getting fucking hot again in this room… open the windows too. much love, and goodnight!

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“it was chill, although some cocksucker just about sideswiped me on the way there, changing lanes into my lane without even signaling.”
must have been from ohio…

Posted 7/30/2005 at 3:10 AM by roughdraft1

 

Ξ Thursday, 28 Jul 2005 at 02:06 | → 0 Comments | ∇ Normal |

    ok… wow. it’s been a surreal couple days.
    tonight as i was driving home, i drove past a local bar on 7th Av., and I saw a girl spread-eagled on top of a car, and (presumably) her boyfriend eating her out. whahahaha…. no fucking joke, i seriously could not make this shit up. it was like a claude moment. claude was actually talking to me on the fone at the time, and im like doin a double take, goin HOLY SHIT MAN! and i told him about it, hes all like “ok, whatever…” i guess he didnt realise the fucking true hilarity of the matter.
    also as i drove home, i saw the moon peeking out from behind some clouds that were just a tad lighter than the jet-black sky, and it looked as if ethereal fingers were grasping that small, yellow orb, and the moon passed through the clouds as i watched and drove. i couldn’t take my eyes off of it because it was mesmerising, almost as if it were painted instead of real.
    i guess i know what i need to do — i need to call christine and see if i can talk with her about some things… i need her advice, and well, someone to bounce some stuff off of.

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    tuesday was interesting. well…. my online life has been more interesting than my real life, lol. been talking to people almost nonstop, and my energy level won’t seem to decrease… my mind is going a million miles per second. ive been talking to Chelsey a lot (what a sweet angel!), as well as others, such as Vanessa (who i rarely ever talked to before, but now she wants to talk all the time!) and Amber (she’s a sweetie too!), etc. love is in the air. i remember my mum wanted me to move some boxes, and so i did, and some people were coming to paint a room upstairs — we worried about the internet eq (since it got destroyed before with the concrete), but they covered it with a sheet and managed to sidestep the cord bisecting the room that allows me to have this glorious internet. i’m broke these days, so my mum gave me $10 (i feel so bad asking for money, but *shrugs* what can i do?), and Anna wanted to go get some fried rice at Hong Kong Restaurant, but we decided to go to Taco Time instead. drove into Springfield and went there — they have the best Dr. Pepper ever mixed in a fountain — and took our food home, of course. when we got home, I wanted to watch Constantine, since I just bought it and I’d only seen it once in the theatres. My mum was going to watch it with us, but she ended up doing misc shite and catching the last half only.
    Anna loved the movie, and my mum seemed to enjoy the 2nd half, and so then I took it upstairs so that my mum and dad could watch the whole thing, and so they did. after that I ended up talking and chilling and listening to more music… been grabbing a lot of new albums lately, which is always good. sadly, I didn’t do all that much but just hang out… and I think most of the people I talked to faded around 2 or 3am, but I persevered. I thought I’d finish my Latin story (cf. my last entry), and so I worked on it for about 3 hours straight, finishing it around 04.45 or so, and talked to my new friend Alexandria while I worked on it. she gave some comments on parts of it that I showed her (before it was finished), so that was nice, and I also talked to Bense for a bit too. I was so fucking happy and proud of myself for finishing the translation though, and I fell into sweet sleep around 05.30, feeling very much productive.
    i remember this morning when I woke up, my mum kept yelling at me to get up and help her with some shite, and by the time I got out of bed it was around 11am. I remember too that I pasted the URL to my story translation to everyone who would care, lol, since I was so happy… I got up and got on AIM and etc. a bit, and talked with everyone for awhile, but then my mum told me that I should go get some computer parts so I could fix my sis’s computer. definitely a priority. She gave me $20 after taking care of some more boxes (again, I feel bad about asking for cash, but what the fuck am I supposed to do?… I feel so dependent…) to go get computer parts and all, and so me and Anna set out across town to Practical Computer. I needed to find a 3.5″ drive mounting kit — a kit to make a 3.5″ hard/floppy drive fit in a 5.25″ CD-ROM size bay on Anna’s computer, so I was sure they’d have it. They produced a little tray that a floppy drive could sit in, which was exactly what I needed, and charged me $3 for it — and Anna bought a can of compressed air for dusting out the innards of her computer (which I’m going to utilise tomorrow perhaps).
    They only had one of those units, however, and so we had to drive across town to find another somewhere else. First, though, we went to Burger King to get some lunch (i know, bad for you, bleh…)… their new “Chicken Fries” look interesting, wahaha… chicken shaped like French fries… word. After that, we went down the street to another place, but they ended up only having them for fucking notebooks/laptops, and so we bailed out of there. Luckily, too, a post office was right down the street from there — and I needed to mail my 2-month-overdue thank-you cards for graduation gifts off today, and so I bought stamps and mailed them. I’ve still got one more to write, but I’ll do it in due time. We left the post office and headed towards another electronics store down the road, where I came across a mounting kit which simply had two brackets, which would work fine (if not aesthetically analogous to the tray type), and paid about $2.75 for that one. then we were headed for home — it was like 95° out by then! it’s been so fucking hot here recently.
    speaking of “so fucking” (sofa king), I got my hands on a promo of the new DANGERDOOM (Danger Mouse and MF DOOM) album, The Mouse and the Mask, which was cleverly (as the article states) split into 99 tracks (from the original 14) in an effort to foil or curb piracy. Didn’t work, heh. I know I’m going to buy this shit though when it drops in October — this is only a clean version, and I want the dirty retail (which I know will be ripped, but still… I like to support Doom) of course… so don’t start pulling the rulers or handcuffs out. The rip isn’t the best quality, but the album is fucking amazing, and I must have listened to it 3 fucking times on Tuesday when I got it…. jesus. “Sofa King” is a track on the album, if you missed the connexion.
    when I got home, I told Anna I’d work on her computer, but again, got engrossed in the internet, and I ended up not working on it. talked and talked, feel like my hands will fall off sometimes from typing so much LOL (but it’s great). However, Anna had to go over and water at my grandparents’ house (they left again?!?), and I needed to pick her up after about an hour, and so I drove over there around 18.00 tonight. Surprisingly, I still had $5, and when I picked her up, she wanted dinner, and so we went to Taco Bell (again, how healthy is that?). Jenn called right after we got on the road, and I was kinda snappy with her (I’ve been like that lately, and I don’t want to be), but I tabled that for then and decided I’d talk to her later when I was a little more collected.
    we drove to Taco Bell, and when we got there, there was this guy sitting outside and looked like he needed change or somethin, and he goes “how’s it goin?” and I said “what’s up, man” and walked inside. we ordered our food, and the cashier didn’t seem to understand the order, and I kinda knew he’d fuck it up, but it was alright, because it came out all well in the end. I’m a plain kinda guy, and so I only get meat and cheese on my tacos and such, and well, they ended up putting sour cream on the chalupas as well as meat and cheese. I fucking loathe sour cream, so it was pretty revolting, but I tried to eat as much of it as I could — I didn’t want to take it back and bitch about it, ya know. They fucked up though and gave me 3 chalupas instead of two, which I couldn’t eat, so I wrapped the 3rd one up and thought I’d save it for later or the dogs.
    When we were done, we got up and left, and I was walking towards the car when the guy, still sitting outside, asked me “Can you spare some change, sir?” I was like “what’s up?” cos I didn’t hear him at first, and he repeated himself. I told him “Sure… do you want this chalupa too? They kinda fucked up my order, and I’m not going to eat it, so you can have it, man.” He goes “Sure, I’ll take it.” He said he was hitchhiking and all — I didn’t know where — but he seemed like a nice guy and kinda down on his luck, so I was like “I’ll give you all I got in my pocket right now.” and so I did — I only had 51¢ to my name (which wasn’t much, I know), and I gave it to him. Anna gave him a dollar, because she figured he needed it more than she did, and he said “Thank you both… God bless you…” and I told him “No problem… have a good one, and good luck!” I dunno, I felt good about doing that, felt kinda like a good Samaritan or somethin, ya know? I hope that money got put to good use… and I figure it probably did.
    when I got home, I called Jenn and apologised to her, and we talked for a bit — I wasn’t going to come over to her house tonight, because she told me she didn’t want me to come over if I had a shitty attitude — but I thought, fuck it, I need to get my shit together, and so I told her “I’ll be over around 8 or so.” got wrapped up in what I was doing though, and ended up not leaving till almost 20.30, and so I called her and told her, but she didn’t even care… which was weird. I said my goodbyes to people online for the night and such, and then I drove off towards her house. When I got there, no one was home, and scrawled on the sliding glass door in blue pen was “Be Home Soon” with a smiley face below it. I unlocked the door and went in, into her room, cleared off her bed of all the stuff that was on it, and laid down, taking my shirt off — it was so fucking hot in there. luckily, she had her A/C on, and the fan in her room was on too, so I laid down and looked at the ceiling, just resting in the cool darkness there.
    Jenn and Christine showed up around 21.15 or so, and Christine thrust a strawberry smoothie from Dutch Bros. at me, since she didn’t want the rest of it — and it was pretty fucking good. Jenn and me hung out a bit after that, just chilled, and I needed to fix her PrintServer (which lets her computer print wirelessly and all) — apparently it’s been broken since before I left for Mexico, LOL, so I fixed it in like 5mins for her and it was all up and running again. After not too long, Dan got there, and we were all going to watch Freddy 6 — the last “real” Freddy movie, since the 7th is kind of a “reality” turn on it (A New Nightmare). it was a pretty good movie, and during the credits, it showed clips from all the movies we watched before.. I distinctly remembered just about every death scene from them too, LOL.
    after we watched that, Jenn and me spent some time together, and I left around 00.30 or so… and got back home around 01.00, of course. I already told you about the guy eating out his girl in the bar parking lot (cf. top of entry), and also the moon…. nothing much more exciting happened tonight, LOL. sorry — I’ve been staying around the house a lot these days, and I need to work on that, heh — I was planning on going out tomorrow with Leora, but I dunno if she is able to *shrugs* — but I hope so. anyways, I’ll write more later, as always. much love and pZ.

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ewwwwwwwww

Posted 7/28/2005 at 12:12 PM by eastsidechick192156

 

Ξ Wednesday, 27 Jul 2005 at 04:29 | → 0 Comments | ∇ Normal |

    well, i will set forth some immortal words for you all. Latin, of course. i told you all i would translate my “starry night” story, and well, here it is in its entirety. i feel pretty inspired today, so here it is, and well, i hope all of you like it. i can tell this is going to be another 2day affair… lol… actually, it’s been an almost 7-day affair thus far, and I’m still working on it (it’s 16 Jul now, and I started this entry on 10 Jul)… but it will be fucking good, I guarantee that. still working on it (22 Jul).
    alright, a foreword… I am all done, finally (early 27 Jul), after 17 days of on-and-off work, and well, I dedicate this to my eternal Muses – all the wonderful girls I know and love. this one goes out to you, since you all are shining, lovely human beings, just as shining and lovely as the stars I’m writing about. here’s a link to the original, too, in case you get lost (check out section VI)! check it out.

    clara Danteo¹ fere innubila similis nocte fulgentibus sub stellis pulchris iacui. repente surrexi circumspexique. nemoris spatio in vacuo² iacui atri, cuius undique pro me umbrosae incubuere³ latebrae⁴. mons autem iacuit ad vesperem⁵ arduus horridusque sed reliquo⁶ quo insum⁷ nemore tectus. repente solissimus sensi quasi solus vivus fuerim passuum circum milia⁸, quod fortasse verumst. incredibilem autem pacis sensi sensum simul ut me super stellarum plenum pulchrum adspicio caelum.
    mihi affulsere⁹ frigida luce candida et visum propter speciosum laetitia completust¹⁰ animus. caelum unaque terra in nocte sunt atra¹¹, et meum in luce caelesti adsurrexit cor. montis ad apicem ingressus sum; altius¹² in silvam tenebrosam ingrediens. gloriosos suos effudit radios luna recurvos¹³ et ab sole surreptos, et aetheriam ad lunai lucem manum apposui¹⁴ meum. non facile lucem tenere lunai, nam si moveres parum¹⁵, eam perdes. nescio si aut umquam stellarum lucem solam aut minus effusam in terra viderim¹⁶. extremum luminum optimum quod recipimus¹⁷ speciosis lucis ex acuminibus constat¹⁸, lacunae atra in mundi plagula¹⁹, fere quasi extra umbrosum iacuerit terribilis lucida velum lux.
    altis in nemoribus ambulabam, horrida luminosum inter paria oculum ex tenebris spicientia et quietos obscenum volucrum²⁰ sonos in arboribus grandibus tenebrosisque. noctis autem me terrere cessavere²¹ animalia et nam me dum super solam viam²² per silvam silvestrem²³ ambulabam non molestavere. Utinam me omnibus ab malis arceant²⁴ superi et eius radiis pulchris²⁵ meum affulgeat Selene²⁶ iter avium ut me iuvet²⁷ dum ingredior et idem faciant immortalia astra²⁸.
    fortasse²⁹ media nocte cum aliud in spatium vacuum³⁰ emerserim³¹ quod altius in monte³². iter a quo venissem³³ circumspexi³⁴ etiam tranquillum videre possum aequor inferum³⁵ lunai luce fulgens milium centum³⁶ stellis. stellatam fere inurinare aquam cupii ut eorum pugillos³⁷ capere coner, sed heu non possibilest³⁸. astrum ad aequor plenum et alta super montem stellata aspexi qui ipse caelum tangere videtur. tunc ad montis summam subibam et mirabiliter³⁹ iter⁴⁰ fit facilius cum quoquo passu. plena nitentum nox astrum⁴¹ et rimas implevere tenebrae. pars montis reliqua pulchro ab nemore inferiori intacta⁴² vacuaque⁴³ et herbae saxaque strata sunt sine ordine⁴⁴ rudius⁴⁵ per iter.
    cum montis summam perveni passim⁴⁶ circumspexi et per milia miliaque passuum⁴⁷ declinationis ad omnis⁴⁸ videre possum. innubilum tamen caelumst et nituere stellae meque affulsere. Denique alta stellata quae cupieram adeptus sum etiamque inferius aequor spumabat leniter montis rupis quo insum comedens⁴⁹. humo incubui leni⁵⁰ et caelum adspexi⁵¹ laetitiai plenus propter perfecte pulchros⁵² visus. omnibus contentus⁵³, astra aspicere significationisque eorum investigare⁵⁴ conari volo, signa occulta⁵⁵ quae regioni in corporum caelestum grandi iaceant aut non iaceant.
    caelo sub tam mirabili⁵⁶ dormire non volo et sic totam per noctem gloriosam vigilavi et nihil deesse non volans⁵⁷. cum caeli finem⁵⁸ conspicere⁵⁹ coepit sol et somno exsurgere coepere tenebrae, dormiendi tempus fuisse decrevi⁶⁰. reliquum per diem dormiturum me exsurrecturumque putavi lunai tempore ortus⁶¹ et stellarum reditus triumphalis. vere noctis animali similis sensi speciosarum stellarum nitidarum tunicatus⁶².

commentarium
1. I’m assuming Danteus will work for “Dante,” so this is the dative with similis.
2. spatio in vacuo: “in an empty space,” hence, “a clearing”
3. incubuere: syncopated perfect, obviously, of incubo, “to lie.” i like it better because it also means “to brood over”
(cf. Verg. Aen. 4.89, ponto nox incubat atra, “black night broods over the sea”)
4. latebrae: literally, “hiding-places,” but I like it as “recesses” too.
5. ad vesperem: “to the west” (I think?)
6. reliquo: “the remainder [of the wood]“
7. quo insum, “which I lay in” (literally, “was in”, but I didn’t want to use iaceo again due to repetition)
8. passuum circum milia: “around [for] miles,” literally, “around thousands of steps” (as most of you know, a “mile” was originally a thousand steps, apparently, from mille, “thousand”)
9. affulsere: affulgeo + dat. is to “shine upon/forth” — beautiful.
10. completust: “was filled,” from compleo, “to fill” — very Lucretian.
11. caelum unaque terra in nocte sunt atra: “sky and earth were one in the dark night…” a little gloss for you all. i didn’t exactly know how to render “were one” so I used una (adv.), which means “together.”
12. altius: “more deeply,” aka “deeper” (into the wood).
13. recurvos: “bent back, bent back around,” aka “refracted”
14. apposui: “I put near,” close enough to “I put up to.”
15. nam si moveres parum: “For if you should move a little bit…” (translating roughly from the original).
16. Nescio…: this was rather tough to render, and well, it’s as close to the original as it’s going to get.
17. optimum quod recipimus: “The best [which] we receive”
18. constat: consto with ex means to “consist of/in,” and is very common in poetry and prose according to Perseus.
19. plagula: “bed-curtain,” but close enough to “sheet,” because both keep light out at least, and that was my intention with this metaphor.
20. obscenum volucrum: gen. pl., “of the obscene birds,” i.e. “of owls,” (kata Perseus)
21. cessavere: syncopated perf. of cesso, -are, “to cease from” (+ inf.). I looked at this for a second, and thought, “Ceased from? Why didn’t I write ‘failed?’” Then I realised that I had written it to the effect that apparently they had terrified my protagonist before, but now they no longer do.
22. super solam viam: “upon a lonely path”
23. silvestrem: “overgrown, forested.” This is the closest word I could find for “overgrown.”
24. arceant: subjunctive with utinam of arceo, “to protect from,” taking ab + object that the subject is protecting someone (or something) from.
25. eius radiis pulchris: I used affulgeo (“to shine upon”) with a direct object already, and I wanted to say “may Selene shine her lovely beams upon my path,” but I ended up using the “beams” part in an ablative of means format. Hope it’s clear.
26. Selene: if you don’t know who Selene is, read some Greek mythology; she is the moon goddess, somewhat equivalent to Artemis, but again, Artemis is a different aspect of the moon, just as Hekate is.
27. ut me iuvet: roughly, “to help me upon my way,” but literally, “so that she may help me.”
28. idem faciant immortalia astra: It was originally “and the same for the immortal stars,” but it needs more explanation, more fleshing-out in the Latin.
29. fortasse: “perhaps” fills in nicely for “it must have been.”
30. aliud in spatium vacuum: “into another clearing.” (cf. note 2).
31. emerserim: perf. subjunctive of emergo, “to emerge.” I think it works here with the cum clause, but I could be wrong…
32. quod altius in monte: “which was further up the mountain,” literally, “which was higher upon the mountain.”
33. a quo venissem: plup. subjunctive here with a relative clause of characteristic.
34. circumspexi: The sense here is “looked over,” but circumspicio means “to look around.” roughly alike.
35. inferum: “below,” with aequor.
36. milium centum: “a hundred of thousands,” centum with obj. gen., i.e. “a hundred thousand”
37. pugillos: pugillus is “handful,” marked as “uncommon” by Whitaker’s Words program.
38. possibilest: possibile + est; compression.
39. mirabiliter: “surprisingly” (lit. “marvelously”)
40. iter: “the traveling,” or “journey.”
41. nitentum…astrum: gen. pl., both of them (syncopated).
42. intacta: “untouched” standing in for “clear” as in “clear from.”
43. vacua: “empty, free from” (+ ab)
44. sine ordine: “without order,” i.e. “randomly.”
45. rudius: “rather undeveloped, rather rough,” i.e. “disused” (no suitable word for “disused”).
46. passim: with circumspexi, “I looked all around,” literally “I looked around everywhere”
47. per milia miliaque passuum: “for miles and miles” – hopefully I rendered this correctly.
48. declinationis ad omnis: “in all directions,” roughly.
49. comedens: I have a feeling that this is for consuming food, but it works well metaphorically.
50. leni: “smooth,” literally, but I’m using it here as “soft.”
51. caelum adspexi: “I looked heavenwards,” literally “I looked at the sky.”
52. plenus propter perfecte pulchros: god, I love alliteration.
53. omnibus contentus: “content with all things”
54. investigare: “decipher,” according to Perseus.
55. signa occulta: “hidden symbols/messages”
56. mirabili: “wondrous,” but literally “wonderful.”
57. nihil deesse non volans: “not wanting to miss a thing” (double negative, but that’s how it works).
58. caeli finem: “the boundary of the sky,” i.e. “horizon.”
59. conspicere: “peek over,” roughly used here… it’s literally “watch” or “gaze upon.”
60. dormiendi tempus fuisse decrevi: slightly tortuous… I dunno if I even did it right… “I decided that it was time to sleep.”
61. lunai tempore ortus: “at the time of the rising of the moon (moonrise).”
62. tunicatus: “clothed in a tunic/cloak”

 

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    july is dying. slowly, but surely it is. we’re down to embers now, and soon they’ll go out, but the fire will be replaced when august hits. i think at the end of most months i get a bit melancholy, because it’s so fresh when it just starts and then things begin to go into a state of decay towards its midpoint. ashes to ashes and dust to dust. i guess i realised that fully as i looked into the all-purifying, all-cremating campfire last night. a lot of changes are brewing in the days ahead, and i think most of them are going to be fucking great. new school and everything, new city, all sorts of eye-opening shit. things have been pretty tranquil lately really. surprisingly, ive not been that inspired to write… been real busy the last couple days, actually. haven’t had the time, i guess, either. it’s so peaceful outside; i just opened both my windows (which i’ll leave open all night, meo more nuper [by my own custom recently]) and smelled the night air. deep, dark, lovely out there, and the air smells so sweet. i love waking up with the morning air coming in through the window, cold yet full of life, and the grey light coming through my window on some mornings never fails to make me smile.
    saturday, 23 jul: when i last left all of you, i was on the cusp of dawn on saturday, and now it’s very early tuesday morning. a fuck of a lot has happened since then, and today even was crazy. if i remember correctly, my fucking parents woke me up at like 10am, and i was supposed to be at Jenn’s at 13.00 so we could leave to go swim at Triangle Lake. beforehand, however, my parents wanted me to help them move a bunch of shit out of our living room into the carport, because apparently some goofballs are coming to paint our ceilings and walls and such (cf. my last entry). we moved out my parents’ desks, as well as a few other things… my grandparents were there helping too, and me and my grandpa grabbed a bunch of hardwood slats off of the deck outside. they ripped up our hardwood floor in the library area (where we have my internet connexion) and put in concrete — that was what destroyed my modem/router before, when they worked on all of that shite… bleh. anyways, so me and him grabbed those boards and threw them in my dad’s utility trailer to haul them off to the dump. got that done, and then my dad started chainsawing boards that we ripped off of the lower deck in halves and such, and wanted me to bring those up to the trailer too.
    of course, i had to get to Jenn’s soon, so I said look, I’ll do it later, I don’t have time now, and my mum also said we were done for the day, so I said fuck it and went downstairs, got back on the computer for a bit. Talked to Chelsey and Rough and some others a bit (Cassie too I think?), and before I knew it, I needed to bail out the door to get to Jenn’s. Before I drove over and met her at her place, I got some cash out of the bank ($55 I think? for going to the bars and such…). When I got there, I parked my car across the street, cos we were planning on taking her car to the lake. I swear that I took a nap or something before we went…and then we had to go to the grocery store to get some supplies, because we were planning on having a BBQ at Fern Ridge (the other lake, which is drained now so we can’t go to it) after we went to Triangle Lake. we got some shite at Albertsons, like meat, soda (Mr. Pibb!!!), and of course, a shitload of ice for the cooler. we must have bought like 30lbs of ice for fuck’s sake… jesus. I paid for about $15 of it with some cash, Jenn paid for the rest, and then we loaded up the cooler and the car. Told Christine and Dan to follow us out there, since they didn’t know how to get out there, and we sped off down West 11th towards the lake. I don’t think we really got started until [lacuna!!! how the fuck did this happen??]
    it was a fucking drive and a half to get out there; Jenn told me the way to go, and we worried after about 20mins or so that we were going the wrong way and would end up at the beach or something. There was some beautiful scenery on the way for sure, since we were driving between mountains, and it was a pity only that everything out there was so far away from normal civilisation. I tried to enjoy the scenery as much as possible as I drove, but I had to keep my eyes on the road too, unfortunately, heh. After we drove for what seemed like an hour or so, we finally got to signs saying “Triangle Lake,” and I think we all breathed a collective sigh of relief (even though Dan and Christine had their own car behind us, I think I heard their sighs of relief too). we rounded a few bends and ended up at a parking lot right near where we wanted to be, and I pulled in to try to find a space. whose car did I see? CLAUDE’S!! I was like WTF…. why the fuck is HE here? am I seeing things? note: leora said she had a dream about me just now… thats interesting as hell… hehehe. back to my narrative… so yeah, no parking places in the fucking lot, and then Christine and Dan pull out and start driving further down the road, so I follow them, and then i see Claude on the side of the road and yell “CLAUDE!!” and he goes “What’s up??” (his trademark), and I drove by him and followed Christine and Dan.
    we drove down the road a lil further and finally stopped in a turnout and waited for those two, because they obviously didn’t know what the fuck was going on. They pulled up behind us, and I asked them what we should do, and then they just inexplicably pulled out of there and drove the way we’d come, and so we had no choice but to follow them. apparently we’d overlooked a parking lot that was for the Triangle Lake campground, and so we went and parked there with them. it was a bit of a walk back to the other parking area, which was right next to the “rock slides” that Jenn wanted to go to, but it was worth it. we got down to the rock slides area — the rock slides are like a big waterfall basically, with a creek/river going over slippery rocks, and you can slide down them either 1) on your ass with shorts/etc, or 2) an innertube (way better). unfortunately, we didn’t have an innertube, so we had to go with our asses.
    when we got down the stairs to the place (there was a staircase leading down), Claude was sitting on a rock, not swimming, and then Tarascio and Beltran and a few other guys from Newman Center were all chillin there with him. Tarascio’s all like “What the fuck’s up, man?” and I went and talked to them for a bit, and they were all swimming and having fun, and we finally got Claude to jump in too. me and Jenn jumped in and all too, and Christine and Dan were a little wary about the whole thing, but jumped in a few later. There were a fuckload of people there… I was surprised it was so crowded, but it was pretty nice. bahahaha… there was a waterfall right across the way, a little one, and it looked like two people were fucking underneath the spray… we could see two people underneath there and one on top of the other — hilarious. it was funny too, because Zack was there as well, and I think he brought some garbage can lid or something, something plastic, and he just dumped it into the pool of water. A second later some assclown yells at him, “Hey, man, what the fuck are you doing? Don’t leave that shit in the water, people could get hurt!” Zack all goes, “Dude, don’t worry, I brought it from home… of course I’m going to take it out, so chill out, man.” I thought the guy was going to beat the shit out of Zack, but he didn’t… it was funny to see Zack all going off on the guy like that though.
    After a bit, we walked over to the actual rock slide, and most of the Newman cats were there walking around, and they were actually getting ready to go, and Claude went with them a few later. bleh — seemed like they left as soon as we got there. fuck it though. me and Jenn got onto the slide and all, and I went first — started sliding out of control down it and bashed into the rock wall on the right side, then went down to the pool at the bottom, filling my nostrils with water in the process. lol… it was fun though! I actually got back up there to the top and slid down about 3 or more times, and eventually Jenn said we should go back to the initial pool because Dan and Christine were getting bored or something. I dunno, I think they didn’t really want to swim too much, so I jumped in again and then got out for good. dried off and proceeded back towards the car, and when we got back there, each of us scored a Pibb or Cherry Coke out of the cooler and drove off.
    I had figured that we would just drive on the exact same road we came on, which would get us back there. As I was driving back, however, me and Jenn realised that somewhere we had made a turn on the way out, and I didn’t remember where — I think Jenn may have been asleep or resting her eyes when that turn came up, and so we ended up missing it entirely, and ended up near Prairie Rd. near Junction City, on motherfucking Hwy 99. fuck. We were going to go out to the lake and have that BBQ and all, but now we were so far out of the way that we’d have to go all the way around to West 11th to get there. The road that goes out there from 99 is closed right now since they’re working on the Fern Ridge Dam, which borders on the road. bleh. We ended up going back to Jenn’s house, because by now it was around 19.00, and we were all hungry and wanting some dinner. Decided on Little Caesars’ pizza, and so we bought two of the $5 large pepperoni pizzas and 2 of the “Supreme Crazy Breads” — that shit is fucking amazing. it’s got garlic and cheese and everything on the breadsticks, and its almost better than regular pizza. we all pretty much went through all of it, and after that, it was time to chill for awhile.
    Jenn wanted to take a nap for a bit, so she said we should take a half-hour nap at 20.30. We were planning on going to the bars at midnight, remember — so we needed to rest up a bit for that. I ended up sleeping until 21.30 though, almost 22.00, and Jenn was kinda pissed…. we had sort of an argument and fight about it, but we ended up ok, and got ready to go out to the bars. Jenn’s parents came over around 22.30 or so, and we bullshitted with them for awhile, talking about alkyhol and shite, and ate Oreos in the process. Dan said he’d be our designated driver, which was nice of him, and so around 23.30 we set out for Indigo District. Indigo is one of the most chill bars I’ve been to (I’ve only been to Rennie’s and Max’s otherwise, though, so I don’t have much to compare it to, other than the fact that those other two are mad loud bars), and I’ve been there twice before, so I suggested we go there. We listened to Chris Rock – Never Scared on the way there, LOL, and it was some funny shit — some of the later tracks that I hadn’t heard in awhile (“Marriage,” especially, is hilarious), and we parked on 12th and Pearl or so (Indigo is about a block away from there).
    we walked a block over to the bar, and Jenn flashed her ID to the guy, who said “Happy birthday” and stamped her hand, and he did the same for the rest of us (stamping, that is, lol). it was a chill night for sure; no shitty band playing shitty music or anything, and there were still a lot of people there at midnight on a Sunday morning. We found a table at the back, and camped around it, and I took Jenn with me and told Christine I’d get her a Long Island iced tea, which is what I also ended up getting (I love those!). I told the bartender that it was Jenn’s birthday, and I asked him what he recommended she get, and he asked if she liked sweet or sour or what, and she wanted something sweet and fruity. He ended up making her a “Scooby snack”, which is apparently: 1oz Midori, 1oz Malibu rum, 1oz vodka, 1.5oz orange juice, and whipped cream (according to digitalbartender.com). She fucking loved it too…. it tasted a bit like coconut, and I loathe coconut, but it was alright overall I guess. I sipped the hell out of my Long Island iced tea, and Christine loved hers too, and Jenn was serene with her drink.
    we all sat there, getting fucked up (sorta), and I actually ended up feeling kinda sick after I had most of my drink. went to the bathroom and took a piss, which helped a bit, cleared my head, and then went back and sat down, and i finished the drink. a few minutes later, I wanted another drink, so me and Jenn went over to the bar again, and I ordered a cranberry vodka, and she asked if they made margaritas, which they did — but unblended. so she got an unblended lime margarita, me a cranberry vodka, and we got two glasses of ice water as well to keep hydrated. the cranberry faded from my drink soon and then there was only vodka, and it got a bit difficult to stomach, but I ended up drinking most of it. Dan and Christine in the meantime had moved over to a vacant pair of couches, and we sat on the couch across from them when we got back. Jenn’s friend Jennie was supposed to come, but she ended up not being able to make it — oh well. we left the bar around 01.45 or so, right before it closed, and sorta stumbled back to our cars. i’m such a fucking lightweight lol…. and i dont know why. its ok tho.
    sunday, 24 jul (early a.m., etc.): flew through the streets back to Jenn and Christine’s house, and we basically went to sleep right away…. both exhausted. i think i woke up a couple times during the night, and i felt kinda sick and almost hungover *shrugs* but i made it through the night, and slept soundly for the most part. i woke up finally at around noon, and ate some leftover pizza before i headed home. she wanted me to come back around 17.30, because they were going to have dinner at the lake and all, our BBQ. i needed some time to just kick it though beforehand, just some time to clear my head and be alone for a bit, since i’d just spent the last two days with her basically. i got onto the comp and just relaxed, chilled for a bit, listened to some music, which always calms my soul. for some reason I’ve been listening to “Rachel’s Song” off of the Blade Runner OST a bunch these days — but fuck, I mentioned that a couple entries ago, cos we listened to that and the soundtrack in general on the way home from the beach Friday. lol… oh well… it’s a great song. I talked to Chelsey some when I got home, which was nice… I love talkin to her however, my sister went apeshit on me because I told her to fuck off and that I wouldn’t fix her computer — she blew up on me and I said no, I’m not fixing it now that you’re being a dick to me. My sis is pretty unpredictable sometimes, and so she started kicking in my door (which was already halfway off its hinges) and ended up sending it crashing down on the floor and splintering the frame in the process. i was fucking pissed at that, but hey, what can you do? anyways, I ended up working on her computer a little bit after that, but I had to leave not long after and I was getting rather frustrated with her fucking computer, so I decided to leave it alone… and then I had to bail and go over to Jenn’s.
    I didn’t end up leaving until almost 18.00, though, which was 30mins after she wanted me to be there. I had parked my car up at the top of the driveway on the sidewalk, and apparently my dad had the genius idea of parking his car at the top of the driveway near the mailbox, which was basically right behind where my car was. I tried backing up and ended up backing over the sidewalk, almost onto the driveway, but the rear wheels got stuck in a patch of ivy, bleh… and hence my car was partly sticking into the street then. i tried to pull out of there but my wheels started spinning, and so my dad had to help me get my car out. He got in and threw it into reverse, and I pushed on the front end while he hit the gas, and it backed up into the driveway okay and it was fine. He kept telling me to “take better care of [my] car” and shite, and I was like yeah, I know… and then I drove off towards Jenn’s.
    I drove down 6th Av. until I realised that Clear Lake Rd. (the way I normally take to get to the lake) was blocked off on that side, so I would have to go out W. 11th to get there, and so I turned off of 6th and headed for 11th down Willamette. At 10th and Willamette, though, the intersection was closed, and so I couldn’t get to 11th from there, so I went a couple blocks down to get to 11th, and then it seemed like there was construction all over on there so I couldn’t turn onto it. bleh. I ended up having to go down to 18th and kept driving west on that until I got to Bertelsen, which I turned right onto and got onto 11th. finally. When I got into Veneta (about 20mi west of Eugene), I took a left and turned north, and I ended up right behind Jenn’s dad’s Chevy truck — I knew it by the big “W” sticker on it (bleh!), and I recognised it anyways. I followed him out to the lake, and when we got to the gate for their ski club where they have their trailer, Christine and Dan were waiting there in Dan’s Explorer, and so I followed both cars through the gate.
    got to their trailer there, and Jenn and her mum were there hanging out and drinking wine coolers. I grabbed a Pibb from the cooler and drank it… god I love Mr. Pibb… and just chilled in general. after Jenn’s dad got back (he went over to take care of something on his boat), we decided it was time to start cooking burgers, and so I fired up the barbeque and got the burners running and heating up. We put burgers on just a few mins later, and Jenn’s dad made them all — I had the first burger, on an onion bun, and it was SO fucking good. when everyone got to their 1st, I was on my 2nd, lol, and that was when we all sat down for dinner … and then I had a 3rd when no one else claimed it. We made about 10 burgers in all, and only one of them went without being eaten. we had Cool Ranch Doritos too, which are some of my favourite chips, and I had plenty of those, heh. We all talked around the dinner table, and Jenn’s dad joked about when Jenn was born and shite, cos I guess it’s a rule that parents have to tease their kids on their birthdays…
    after dinner, Jenn’s dad ended up going home, and her mum stayed out with us as we prepared to make a campfire. I helped them chop a bit of the wood, and then we carried it over to the firepit and set it up to start burning. Dan started the fire (he’s an expert at it), and it was going in no time since the wood was so dry. we all talked around the fire, and looked up at the lovely stars above, as well as the glorious moon which seemed so huge in the fast-falling darkness. Jenn roasted a couple biscuits on a roasting stick, and Dan was roasting marshmallows too. We sat out there around the fire for at least 2 or 3 hours, and we all started packing up around 23.30 or so. We got everything loaded into the car, and Jenn’s mum left with Jenn’s car (since I was taking Jenn home to her place), and then me and Jenn were the only ones left there.
    before we left, she wanted to lay down in the grass outside the car and look at the stars. we did so for a couple minutes, but then she freaked out because she thought she felt an animal walk by her head in the darkness. we took off after that, and I drove her home so she could sleep, since she had a busy day the next day (shopping with her mum and such). I dropped her off, said goodbye to Christine and Dan, and went home myself. Claude had called me and wanted me to come over and chill with him, but he didn’t fucking answer his phone when I called, so I just went home and relaxed. I talked a lot to wavey, who is a pretty cool motherfucker, and we talked a bunch about hiphop; talked to Rough, and also I think I talked to Chelsey at least a lil bit before she went to sleep, and then I talked to my new friend Alexandria (who just added me on Myspace recently), and we had a nice convo before I went to sleep around 05.00 or so.
    monday, 25 jul: uneventful really. woke up at around 13.00, and my mum wanted me to come upstairs… i talked about the painters already, so we may not have internet come tomorrow, at least for a day or two, sadly. otherwise, i really didn’t do too much today, just hung out and listened to music for most of the day. the interesting shite came later. Claude kept trying to call me, because apparently Sara told him she wanted to hang out with me cos she couldn’t get in touch with me at the time. I was like sure, I’m down with that…. I kept talking to people online for awhile, especially Chelsey, Vanessa, and some other cats a bit too. Chelsey sent me some awesome pics today, LOL… and anyways, then my dad started yelling at me to come upstairs and spend some time with him. he was changing lightbulbs, for fuck’s sake, upstairs in the master bathroom. so i helped him with a bit of that, but got incredibly bored of it and told him I was going to get on my turntables, since I won’t have much more time to use them before I leave.
    I cut it up a bit on the tables, but felt like I’m a shitty DJ… I loaded up Ultramagnetic MC’s – Funk Your Head Up and on the other turntable, I scratched DJ Rectangle’s Ultimate Ultimate Battle Weapon Vol. 5… it seemed unfulfilling though somehow, and I felt like I wasn’t doing it well enough. oh well… it is supposed to be for fun right? I had fun with it for awhile, hehe, and then I got back on the comp for a bit, since I needed to figure out what was going on tonight. I tried to call Sara but she didn’t answer, and I found out it was because her number was wrong — she’d given me a new number about a few days ago, and I thought I’d entered it into my phone, but nooo…. so she msged me online and gave it to me, and we planned on getting together and hanging out. I got ready to go and called her before I left, making sure of her apartment number and all, and so I set out on my way over there.
    She lives in Springfield now, no longer in Cottage Grove, so she’s a lot closer (~3mi. instead of 20-30 now lol), and I went and picked her up at her place. I hadn’t had anything to eat all day, so I told her I needed to get some cash out for some food, and so we went to U Lane O down on 11th and I got $5 out. We then headed right by the Higgerty Hotel on 12th — I had to show her — and then I got some food at Wendy’s on Willamette on the way to Claude’s. We drove up the hill to his house after that, and when we arrived, Claude was all tripping out because JBeltrano (John Beltran) was online on XBOX Live…. I ate my food and we watched some bullshit TV, and then we ran upstairs to play some xbox. I got on there and put the headset on, and I played a couple games with Beltrano, and I kept almost OCD shit-talking these motherfuckers on there. it was hysterically addictive. I threw the controller at Claude and told him he should play for a bit, and then we decided to see what rough was up to online.
    we messaged him for a bit, and I also talked to Vanessa on AIM there (sorry Chelsey, I didn’t see whether you were online, but shoulda), and we also fucked around with Jed on there. Talked a bunch of bullshit to him and he blocked one of Claude’s screen names, and so we jumped on another one and got blocked by him again after talking some bullshit to him. After that, I tried jumping on one more (Claude has about 50,000 screen names), but Jed didn’t answer so it was pointless. Hell, I even had Vanessa in on the game — she was all shit-talking him too, and it was hysterical. I got onto Claude’s original screen name and we started talking to Zack, and I pretended like I was Claude, and said that Tarascio had jacked my password and told Jed all this shit, and Jed blocked Claude because of it — Zack thought it was hilarious. Somehow I started talking about porno with him, and he was all uncomfortable, which cracked me up, and it was funny cos he thought I was Claude the entire time. Fucking with people on AIM is hilarious fun sometimes, but after awhile it gets boring.
    We went on Xbox again, and I shit-talked a bit more to these morons, calling them a bunch of 15-year-olds in diapers and shit… it was hilarious… Beltran loved it too. After he got off the game, though, I stopped playing, and eventually we drifted downstairs to watch some TV. By now it was around 23.00, and so the news was on, and we watched all this bullshit on there. The weather came on, and it started showing the highs/lows in each city. All of a sudden, out of the fucking blue, Claude busts out: “102 in LAS VEGAS??!?!? WHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!” and he started just about rollin on the ground laughing and started banging his fists on the TV and just flipping the fuck out. he just goes fucking insane like that sometimes, he’s unpredictable as hell, and it cracks me the fuck up — cracked Sara up too. we watched some Leno and Letterman, and by the time midnight hit, I thought I’d better get Sara home, so we took our leave of Claude, and he probably went to bed.
    I drove Sara home, and we talked a bunch on the way about all sorts of things, and it was a nice drive…. I dropped her off and gave her a big hug, and told her we’d have to hang out again before I leave, and then I set out for home myself. listened to some good music on the way home, and oh… i saw some shit on Harlow Rd. with all these cop cars and wondered what was going on. Newsvans too, so perhaps it’ll be on the news tomorrow or somethin… I’ll have to keep eyes peeled. when i got home, I made myself some peanut butter toast and a glass of milk (good!!), and well, have just been chillin here since about midnight, sadly, lol…. but hey, writing is important I talked to Vanessa some more, addressed a couple guy problems of hers — well, just listened really… talked to Leora a bunch about UO, talked wavey’s ear off about hiphop, and also talked to Tonya for a few minutes even.
    i’m exhausted though… it’s been a fucking crazy few days, and i’m tired. going to sleep. much love…. sleep well everyone if youre not sleeping yet pZ.

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Well I’m leaving today and will be back on sat…so i’ll try to be online sat and sunday but thenI’m gone!!!

Posted 7/26/2005 at 11:01 AM by pinkprncess7

fuckin A.
i lost myself in that. i njoy your writing, bro. and all the stories about claude, oh man. _priceless_.

Posted 7/28/2005 at 12:03 AM by roughdraft1

 

Ξ Monday, 25 Jul 2005 at 04:56 | → 0 Comments | ∇ Normal |

    i’ll write some more later on…. too tired atm, and i had planned on doing it tonight. sleep well everyone.

    ~edit (13.06 Mon 25 Jun): before i forget… remember i wrote awhile back about idiots getting on the featured content list on here because they’re flooded with inane comments? well look at this gem.
    i think rough pasted that url to me, and i checked it and i was like wtf?? how retarded… so i figured i’d write a suitable comment to set the motherfucker straight:
   
    just lettin you know, this shit doesn’t deserve to be on xanga’s featured content, because it’s a shitty entry, and your groupies and cheerleaders can’t tell true knowledge from a punch in the face. have a nice day, sir, and turn your brain on when you write from now on.
    – the management.

    wahahaha. anyways, just to let you all know, i may be without internet for a couple days. yes, it’s ridiculous. apparently we have some people painting upstairs in the room our internet connexion is in, and they’re going to be sanding and all sorts of ridiculous shit, so we’re going to probably have to move the cable modem, router, etc. out of there for a day or so. bleh. so if i’m not around, feel free to call me, hopefully the beatiores (more or rather blessed) of you know my #, cos I’m not going to post it on here… lol… but if youre cool and want it, drop me a msg on AIM or something quick and I’ll see what I can do about that little problem.
    anyways, i will write about the last couple days no matter what, whether it be on my handheld, msword, or whatever, and have it ready for you guys asap. peace and i’ll see you guys on the flipside!

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well i must admit, that so called “little gem” is definately an idiot and should not be getting featured comment for that. but on another note, how have you been lately? haven’t talked to you all that much these past few days…

Posted 7/25/2005 at 6:44 PM by goodhookersgetxtipslikewhoa