On the Road Again...
Off to USC/CalTech, back in a while. Have a good weekend all. :)
Friday, October 26, 2001
They're Cooky and They're Spooky.
Somebody pointed out today that whenever I use a random number in a sentence, its always eighty-seven. Its weird how other people notice these things. Last year someone noticed/complained about the way I used to say "hellllooooooo" when I met people in a cheerful way, and overused the word lame in the tone "lay hay hay hay meeeeeee." So now I've basically cut both of those words out of my vocabulary, just to avoid the peer pounding that resulted from repeated usage. It's strange how much other people can affect us.
So tonight is Friday night of Halloween weekend, which means a lot of glugglugging will be goin on. Thus me being probably one of a dozen or so people left in the dorm. Being by the elevator however I did get to see a parade of people in costume headed out to "sow their oats" as one of them referred to it as... There were some pretty impressive costumes, someone walked by with a wig the size of my door, in a disco 70's style getup, made me roll around on the floor for a while...
Today's obsession song is "Everywhere" by Michelle Branch. She's pretty young, but very talented. I'm always impressed by female musicians who don't need a studio to blow me away.
Looks like I'm headed south to L.A. to visit a friend tomorrow, luckily managed to convince another friend to ride a long, so chances are there won't be an update tomorrow, don't miss me too much. :)
Somebody pointed out today that whenever I use a random number in a sentence, its always eighty-seven. Its weird how other people notice these things. Last year someone noticed/complained about the way I used to say "hellllooooooo" when I met people in a cheerful way, and overused the word lame in the tone "lay hay hay hay meeeeeee." So now I've basically cut both of those words out of my vocabulary, just to avoid the peer pounding that resulted from repeated usage. It's strange how much other people can affect us.
So tonight is Friday night of Halloween weekend, which means a lot of glugglugging will be goin on. Thus me being probably one of a dozen or so people left in the dorm. Being by the elevator however I did get to see a parade of people in costume headed out to "sow their oats" as one of them referred to it as... There were some pretty impressive costumes, someone walked by with a wig the size of my door, in a disco 70's style getup, made me roll around on the floor for a while...
Today's obsession song is "Everywhere" by Michelle Branch. She's pretty young, but very talented. I'm always impressed by female musicians who don't need a studio to blow me away.
Looks like I'm headed south to L.A. to visit a friend tomorrow, luckily managed to convince another friend to ride a long, so chances are there won't be an update tomorrow, don't miss me too much. :)
Thursday, October 25, 2001
When it Goes, it Goes...
The above title is apparenly in reference to my memory...
So I get up this morning before my alarm goes off even, go figure. Decide since I'm up an hour earlier than usual I'll treat myself with a smoothie from Jamba Juice at the Ucen on the way to class. My friend's girlfriend works at the one on State Street, and she had like a million of those buy three get one free coupons thingies already stamped out, and I was given like 10. (SCHWEEEEEEEET, btw) So anyway, I wander in and the girl working the register goes "heyyyy what's up!" and I look up and see a very familiar face. Unfortunately the name, or where i know the face from, is just totally gone. So after the initial confused stare, her commenting "you don't remember me do you" and me saying "oh yeah, yeah I do, how are you what's been up" I am just at a total loss as to where I know her from.
The real kicker was what happened next though. She takes my order, and instead of asking, says "it's Matt, right?"
...
I was basically floored, usually girls can't remember my name five minutes later, much less at least six months (I'm pretty sure I know her from last year sometime). So I follow that up with "wow, I'm impressed" immediately realizing as I say that, that she might ask me what her name is. Luckily at that precise moment I happened to see her nametag on her hat. Turns out she didn't ask me anyway, and we didn't say anything else. But damn, was I stunned. It was like someone had randomly told me I was the coolest guy on earth. I guess that's when you know you've reached a new level of desperation. When someone remembering your name is life-altering.
Haven't the foggiest idea what I know her from. :( And boy, wouldn't I feel retarded asking.
The above title is apparenly in reference to my memory...
So I get up this morning before my alarm goes off even, go figure. Decide since I'm up an hour earlier than usual I'll treat myself with a smoothie from Jamba Juice at the Ucen on the way to class. My friend's girlfriend works at the one on State Street, and she had like a million of those buy three get one free coupons thingies already stamped out, and I was given like 10. (SCHWEEEEEEEET, btw) So anyway, I wander in and the girl working the register goes "heyyyy what's up!" and I look up and see a very familiar face. Unfortunately the name, or where i know the face from, is just totally gone. So after the initial confused stare, her commenting "you don't remember me do you" and me saying "oh yeah, yeah I do, how are you what's been up" I am just at a total loss as to where I know her from.
The real kicker was what happened next though. She takes my order, and instead of asking, says "it's Matt, right?"
...
I was basically floored, usually girls can't remember my name five minutes later, much less at least six months (I'm pretty sure I know her from last year sometime). So I follow that up with "wow, I'm impressed" immediately realizing as I say that, that she might ask me what her name is. Luckily at that precise moment I happened to see her nametag on her hat. Turns out she didn't ask me anyway, and we didn't say anything else. But damn, was I stunned. It was like someone had randomly told me I was the coolest guy on earth. I guess that's when you know you've reached a new level of desperation. When someone remembering your name is life-altering.
Haven't the foggiest idea what I know her from. :( And boy, wouldn't I feel retarded asking.
Wednesday, October 24, 2001
Warning, Unpleasant Visual Ahead.
So I'm playing indoor soccer tonight, as I do every Wednesday night in the Mens A league with some guys that I know. The ball heads into the corner and a guy chases me into it, so I try to do a really cool blast off the wall so it richochets off and flies towards the center of the court to a teammate.
It was one of the harder kicks I've hit in the last few years.
I took it full on in the face off the wall.
Just finished showering, there was this interesting yellow/orange juice from my eye mixing with the reddish blue blood from the nose, it was almost like an artist's pallete. The right side of my face is numbed to the point it feels like I just had novacaine put in for a cavity drilling.
My nose feels crooked. I don't think it is. It doesn't look crooked. Just half of it feels like someone else's nose. Sort of.
More in a while, that wasn't even the most shocking thing that happened today. :/
So I'm playing indoor soccer tonight, as I do every Wednesday night in the Mens A league with some guys that I know. The ball heads into the corner and a guy chases me into it, so I try to do a really cool blast off the wall so it richochets off and flies towards the center of the court to a teammate.
It was one of the harder kicks I've hit in the last few years.
I took it full on in the face off the wall.
Just finished showering, there was this interesting yellow/orange juice from my eye mixing with the reddish blue blood from the nose, it was almost like an artist's pallete. The right side of my face is numbed to the point it feels like I just had novacaine put in for a cavity drilling.
My nose feels crooked. I don't think it is. It doesn't look crooked. Just half of it feels like someone else's nose. Sort of.
More in a while, that wasn't even the most shocking thing that happened today. :/
Tuesday, October 23, 2001
What?
Such a non-day. Woke up at like 5am, couldn't get back to sleep, got up for a while, went back to bed at 7am stupidly thinking I could wake up again for class, missed class, decided screw it then I might as well keep sleeping, got up at 1pm, did laundry, went racquetballing, ate dinner, twiddled around for a few hours, and here I am. These non-days are quite frustrating. I need to eliminate these in order to get the grades I need to get this quarter. Gr.
Oh. I forgot the best part. I retardedly drove to the reccen, forgetting that even though i usually go at night, in order to go during the day you have to put money in the meter, because its only after 5pm that it's free. Thirty buck parking ticket. Whoopee.
I think one negative side of keeping this log is I find it hard to motivate myself to e-mail people I keep up with regularly. Its like, I just told my life story for the day once, and I'd just be repeating myself in an e-mail to the person. Most of them read this anyway. Maybe that's just me being impersonal. I haven't given 'go read the log' as a response to a friend's question in the real world as of yet. That would be pretty lame.
I think it's healthy though. This whole talking to one's self thing. They say your dreams are the way your mind regurgitates the information gathered during the day. I guess this is kind of like that.
Wow, this post sucked. I apologize.
Such a non-day. Woke up at like 5am, couldn't get back to sleep, got up for a while, went back to bed at 7am stupidly thinking I could wake up again for class, missed class, decided screw it then I might as well keep sleeping, got up at 1pm, did laundry, went racquetballing, ate dinner, twiddled around for a few hours, and here I am. These non-days are quite frustrating. I need to eliminate these in order to get the grades I need to get this quarter. Gr.
Oh. I forgot the best part. I retardedly drove to the reccen, forgetting that even though i usually go at night, in order to go during the day you have to put money in the meter, because its only after 5pm that it's free. Thirty buck parking ticket. Whoopee.
I think one negative side of keeping this log is I find it hard to motivate myself to e-mail people I keep up with regularly. Its like, I just told my life story for the day once, and I'd just be repeating myself in an e-mail to the person. Most of them read this anyway. Maybe that's just me being impersonal. I haven't given 'go read the log' as a response to a friend's question in the real world as of yet. That would be pretty lame.
I think it's healthy though. This whole talking to one's self thing. They say your dreams are the way your mind regurgitates the information gathered during the day. I guess this is kind of like that.
Wow, this post sucked. I apologize.
Monday, October 22, 2001
Phew.
Relief.
It's a wonderful thing.
Heard from my most recent ex-girlfriend tonight, for the first time in quite some time. Turns out she had been ignoring/avoiding me due to a misconecption, part of which was my fault.
We had a really good conversation. What's funny is that when I tell people that they immediately ask "so you're getting back together?" Heh. No. Its been over a year, and that is definitely not in the books. For some reason I'm different than most people, my few relationships have always ended in friendships, I don't just get the "screw you, well screw you too" type of results that cause people to hold grudges and be uncomfortable.
For a while I was worried about this most recent one though, it seemed like she wasn't at all interested in maintaining any kind of friendship at all. This was quite depressing, given she was the best friend I ever had. There were things I shared with her that no one else knew, including my family and other close friends. Two and a half years is a long time to spend with someone, and by the end of that time even if you find out you're not perfectly compatible, you still have a bond that will always be there.
The conversation started off with us basically strangers, with a smiley eventually breaking its way in, and three hours later, progress I'm extremely happy with. I found out all about the new beau in her life, who truly seems like a perfect fit for her. We talked about anything and everything, just like old times. Maybe I'm exaggerating. It's a start though.
I hope it continues. She's a fun person.
Relief.
It's a wonderful thing.
Heard from my most recent ex-girlfriend tonight, for the first time in quite some time. Turns out she had been ignoring/avoiding me due to a misconecption, part of which was my fault.
We had a really good conversation. What's funny is that when I tell people that they immediately ask "so you're getting back together?" Heh. No. Its been over a year, and that is definitely not in the books. For some reason I'm different than most people, my few relationships have always ended in friendships, I don't just get the "screw you, well screw you too" type of results that cause people to hold grudges and be uncomfortable.
For a while I was worried about this most recent one though, it seemed like she wasn't at all interested in maintaining any kind of friendship at all. This was quite depressing, given she was the best friend I ever had. There were things I shared with her that no one else knew, including my family and other close friends. Two and a half years is a long time to spend with someone, and by the end of that time even if you find out you're not perfectly compatible, you still have a bond that will always be there.
The conversation started off with us basically strangers, with a smiley eventually breaking its way in, and three hours later, progress I'm extremely happy with. I found out all about the new beau in her life, who truly seems like a perfect fit for her. We talked about anything and everything, just like old times. Maybe I'm exaggerating. It's a start though.
I hope it continues. She's a fun person.
Sunday, October 21, 2001
NummyYummyNummy
Went over to a friend's house tonight, her two roommates had gone home for the weekend to attend a funeral, so she had the place to herself. Was in the mood to cook, so I helped out with whatever I could (open that can please, pass me that dish please). :) Ended up quite the scrumptious meal, some green bean caserrole (wonder if that has two r's), a rice and noodle concoction, and some teriyaki chicken. We then were forced to zip over to the store because she was in the mood for an ice cream sandwich, but I didn't mind snaggin an ice cream snickers bar and one of those things with two big chocolate chip cookies and ice cream between them while we were there. :)
When we got back we took in The Great Train Robbery directed by Michael Chricton, based on his novel of the same name which I thought was excellent. Pretty cool movie too, although as is usually the case they left out a lot of stuff from the book. Sean Connery is in it, but its from 1979, so he's still in his James Bondish looking era. That was just one of a long list of movies I'm "getting around to seeing" since I have them sitting around. Printed out my complete list and stuck it on the back of my door, basically because I got bored of watching people flipping through one of the huge binders full of movies that I have trying to decide what to watch. I have this whole system on my door now, a list where people put their name phone and room number, what movie, and when they checked it out/checked it back in... Says the Human Blockbuster at the top, since that's basically what I've become... Just gives me a bit more control over what is where and how long its been there. Those reading this must think I'm a Nazi now. :/
Suffering from a cold these last couple days, strangely immediately following getting an "Immuno Boost" with my Jamba Juice smoothie... (its all about Strawberries Wild, by the way). Apparently the 1200% Vitamin C or whatever it was of my daily value ended up achieving the opposite effect... Then again I probably caught it a week ago and its just been in hibernation. Who knows.
Managed to find some Wonder Years episodes online, man that series ruled. That is totally one that i would watch as a marathon someday, I don't think I ever saw all the episodes as a whole, just bits and pieces from time to time. Will have to make an effort to add that to my collection of downloads. :)
SNIFFLING SUCKS!
Went over to a friend's house tonight, her two roommates had gone home for the weekend to attend a funeral, so she had the place to herself. Was in the mood to cook, so I helped out with whatever I could (open that can please, pass me that dish please). :) Ended up quite the scrumptious meal, some green bean caserrole (wonder if that has two r's), a rice and noodle concoction, and some teriyaki chicken. We then were forced to zip over to the store because she was in the mood for an ice cream sandwich, but I didn't mind snaggin an ice cream snickers bar and one of those things with two big chocolate chip cookies and ice cream between them while we were there. :)
When we got back we took in The Great Train Robbery directed by Michael Chricton, based on his novel of the same name which I thought was excellent. Pretty cool movie too, although as is usually the case they left out a lot of stuff from the book. Sean Connery is in it, but its from 1979, so he's still in his James Bondish looking era. That was just one of a long list of movies I'm "getting around to seeing" since I have them sitting around. Printed out my complete list and stuck it on the back of my door, basically because I got bored of watching people flipping through one of the huge binders full of movies that I have trying to decide what to watch. I have this whole system on my door now, a list where people put their name phone and room number, what movie, and when they checked it out/checked it back in... Says the Human Blockbuster at the top, since that's basically what I've become... Just gives me a bit more control over what is where and how long its been there. Those reading this must think I'm a Nazi now. :/
Suffering from a cold these last couple days, strangely immediately following getting an "Immuno Boost" with my Jamba Juice smoothie... (its all about Strawberries Wild, by the way). Apparently the 1200% Vitamin C or whatever it was of my daily value ended up achieving the opposite effect... Then again I probably caught it a week ago and its just been in hibernation. Who knows.
Managed to find some Wonder Years episodes online, man that series ruled. That is totally one that i would watch as a marathon someday, I don't think I ever saw all the episodes as a whole, just bits and pieces from time to time. Will have to make an effort to add that to my collection of downloads. :)
SNIFFLING SUCKS!
