Nothing.
I want to blog about something but I have nothing worthwhile to say.
I think I'll make this a blogging over time thing. I'll leave the window open and just type in thoughts as I get them.
Girls in glasses are hot.
Family guy is stupid.
Every single person in the world is not.
I spent an hour at Wal-mart today and didn't buy a single thing.
My sister has me listed as her top friend on MySpace. I don't know what to make of that.
I just flipped off my television. That is to say I gave it the finger, not turned off the power.
Radiohead is letting people download their new album and pay whatever they think is fair. This is cool. I probably never would have listened to Radiohead on my own, but this has greatly increased my chances of listening to at least this album.
Aristotle had it easy.
My suitemate has been having way too much sex. It's getting annoying.
I'm angry about doctrinal infighting.
It's illegal to sell sex toys in Louisiana. I hate the government. Why is selling anything illegal? Why is owning anything illegal? The act of trade is the basis for human interaction.
I got my first paycheck from Tech today. Wow, money is cool.
Someone once told me (indirectly) that once you date a woman, her friends are off limits forever. I can understand this in some situations, but I have to wonder more about the specifics. Is there a certain level of acquaintance that is acceptable for dating? Obviously top tier friends are off and I would probably even say that tiers two and three are no go. But what if the level of friends is nothing more than being Facebook friends? Or what if the friendship is only discovered after a relationship has begun? I suppose that the level of friendship would partially dictate the amount of time before discovery. If they were good friends it would be discovered much earlier. From here we can possibly create a timetable related to friend level. If six months go by without discovering a shared person in each member of the relationship's past, the level of friendship is suitably low so it would not become necessary to break it off. Of course if the relationship is being actively hidden from the third person, the system doesn't count.
I am actively reading seven different books right now. I would like to finish a couple of them but the others keep getting in the way.
I haven't played my uke in a few weeks. That really bothers me.
It's now almost midnight. I think I'll go to bed.
Then come back to the future.
Labels: books, download, glasses, government, money, MySpace, nothing, Radiohead, relationships, rules, single, sister, TV, ukulele, Wal-Mart
Topic Free Blog
I know what you're thinking. "this blog is rarely topical anyway" True, but this time I've started this post with no idea whatsoever of what to blog about. Let's see what happens.
I still have a cold, but I've run out of tissues. I'm currently using paper towels until I can convince myself to go to wal-mart.
I have get my application for my passport turned in so I can go to Canada this summer.
I'm going to perform a scene from
Ancient History by David Ives for my Acting class. This is very exciting because it is probably my favorite play by Ives and I wasn't sure I could find someone to perform it with me. We start rehearsing next week.
I've started using my New York accent for the play I'm in. I'm not sure how good it is, but I haven't had any complaints yet.
Callahan and his girlfriend are coming up to see the play on opening weekend. I offered to let them stay in my room, and it's probably going to be a tight fit.
Every woman I find myself attracted to is already in a steady relationship. Many moons ago I swore to myself that I would not be "That Guy," but I can now see where "That Guy" comes from.
Little Boxes on the hillside. Weeds is a fun show, but I'm not sure I like the direction this season has taken. I'm just now catching up on 30 Rock.
I watch too much TV.
This post is going to have a lot of tags.
I really think the Nelsons' story would make a great play. I'm just not sure what it would be about. (their blog can be found
here.)
I can't frakking believe that Clark is 7 and a half years old. Where does the time go?
I have managed to stay on my two pages for the entirety of the semester so far. I had one bad day where I forgot about it until after I had eaten, but I wrote three pages that day to make up for it.
I submitted my script to RROAPS already this year and so did some other people I know. I just really hope his script doesn't get picked. I don't even know what it is about, and I don't really care, but if his previous scripts are any indication I don't have much to worry about.
I want my bands back. You can't have them anymore. I'll give back Wicked, Millie, The Cars, and even Cabaret, but I want exclusive rights to Ookla the Mok, the Streets and Moxy Früvous. I think that's why I've been listening to so much JoCo. He's all mine.
I never really liked "Unworthy of Your Love."
I need to take a shower.
Rock on Diego.
Damn you Booth!
Aristophanes' play
The Knights is going to be the topic for my research paper. He makes fun of the leader of his country and discusses free speech.
You're fighting the outfit and the outfit's winning.
Edit: Apparently I was wrong about the Tags. there's a limit on the number of characters.
Labels: accent, Aristopphanes, Booth, Callahan, Canada, David Ives, Diego, free speech, music, passport, performance, random, relationships, RROAPS, shower, sickness, That Guy, The Nelsons, TV, writing