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So I've got some stuff back from my camera, whee. Scanning and thumbnailing these was a huge PITA, I hope I can find an easy way to do it in the future.
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Jun. 26th, 2004
LJ is fast for once, I think I shall write something.
Despite having a stable routine consisting of plenty of work and school, summer still feels much more like day-to-day living than the school year. With a full load of classes, you live between assignments, usually about two weeks at a time. There's always one more project to work on and always a deadline at hand. In summer, not so much. I'm quite free to go each day without thinking ahead in the slightest. Homework hasn't really started in earnest yet, and no one in their right mind would set strict deadlines for their own projects, so I feel very free to spend my evenings doing whatever is at hand.
I woke up Thursday with 7 emails in my inbox, few of them good. Don't worry, we talked it through.
I also talked to Brian, the suitemate with the disappearing act. Apparantly he's been on vacation, which explains why he hasn't returned our calls. When asked how much he would be around this quarter, he said "much as I need to, I guess." When asked if he minded one of us moving in when Taeshin moves out, he replied, "Nah, I'd like to keep a single, I had it last year and it was pretty cool."
What? You're never even here? Why would you care?Way to be an unhelpful dipshit, Brian. Suddenly I think Jeremy's fear of moving in there and having Brian suddenly come back and stay is justified. Having to share a room with that kid would be a most annoying experience.
I need to move, I'm sick of dealing with shit like this. I'd rather live with people who have chosen to live together rather than been ordered to. I'm just glad they're not in my room.
Saw the Travis Morrison show at the GAF. It was... singular. Last time I saw him was the Plan's farewell tour, he was 10 feet tall and godlike, the aura was visible and the groove was tight. Now I get to see him sitting on the grass on a sunny evening in tiny Bellingham, shooting the shit with drunk college students, screwing up onstage and playing songs he didn't write. I don't understand his decision to do what he's doing, it seemed to me the Plan had plenty of life left in them - I for one had no intention to stop being a fanboy. And now this overwhelmingly talented and gifted man wants to play $4 shows and cover Prince on his acoustic guitar? Why? Why stop pursuing the great things he always aimed at in the Plan? He's like a master chef who quits to make jell-o for church luncheons. I mean, jell-o is delicious and all, but he were capable of making things that made my head reel and my heart cave with its greatness. Now all we get is leftovers. And jell-o.
I don't want this to sound too rant-y, but on some level I really feel like I've been betrayed. It's clear Travis is still capable of making a Great Album or fronting another Great Band, but it's apparantly not what he wants to do right now. Now he wants to play LL Cool J and sing about orcas. I hope to God this is a phase and he can soon get back to making great music instead of just playing it.
Despite having a stable routine consisting of plenty of work and school, summer still feels much more like day-to-day living than the school year. With a full load of classes, you live between assignments, usually about two weeks at a time. There's always one more project to work on and always a deadline at hand. In summer, not so much. I'm quite free to go each day without thinking ahead in the slightest. Homework hasn't really started in earnest yet, and no one in their right mind would set strict deadlines for their own projects, so I feel very free to spend my evenings doing whatever is at hand.
I woke up Thursday with 7 emails in my inbox, few of them good. Don't worry, we talked it through.
I also talked to Brian, the suitemate with the disappearing act. Apparantly he's been on vacation, which explains why he hasn't returned our calls. When asked how much he would be around this quarter, he said "much as I need to, I guess." When asked if he minded one of us moving in when Taeshin moves out, he replied, "Nah, I'd like to keep a single, I had it last year and it was pretty cool."
What? You're never even here? Why would you care?Way to be an unhelpful dipshit, Brian. Suddenly I think Jeremy's fear of moving in there and having Brian suddenly come back and stay is justified. Having to share a room with that kid would be a most annoying experience.
I need to move, I'm sick of dealing with shit like this. I'd rather live with people who have chosen to live together rather than been ordered to. I'm just glad they're not in my room.
Saw the Travis Morrison show at the GAF. It was... singular. Last time I saw him was the Plan's farewell tour, he was 10 feet tall and godlike, the aura was visible and the groove was tight. Now I get to see him sitting on the grass on a sunny evening in tiny Bellingham, shooting the shit with drunk college students, screwing up onstage and playing songs he didn't write. I don't understand his decision to do what he's doing, it seemed to me the Plan had plenty of life left in them - I for one had no intention to stop being a fanboy. And now this overwhelmingly talented and gifted man wants to play $4 shows and cover Prince on his acoustic guitar? Why? Why stop pursuing the great things he always aimed at in the Plan? He's like a master chef who quits to make jell-o for church luncheons. I mean, jell-o is delicious and all, but he were capable of making things that made my head reel and my heart cave with its greatness. Now all we get is leftovers. And jell-o.
I don't want this to sound too rant-y, but on some level I really feel like I've been betrayed. It's clear Travis is still capable of making a Great Album or fronting another Great Band, but it's apparantly not what he wants to do right now. Now he wants to play LL Cool J and sing about orcas. I hope to God this is a phase and he can soon get back to making great music instead of just playing it.