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some days I don't feel like blogging
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nothing I have to say feels witty enough, smart enough, relevant enough to type out and hit 'publish' and be proud of the next day.
maybe my problem is that I care if I'm proud of what I say later. should I be?
tyrone messaged me this morning and said "I've been reading your blog, you've been sad lately" and though I was in a good mood at the time it made me sad because is that really what I sound like? fuck. I'm sorry, guys.
I think I need a vacation, which isn't happening anytime soon because school starts in omg like two weeks so there's no time or money available for such frivolousness. and yes I know I just came back from BC and Connect and festivals but I mean a vacation. far away. somewhere I can relax and bit and not stress and chill the fuck out for the first time in what feels like years.
don't get me wrong I'm happy with life and my friends and tyrone and blah blah but sometimes you don't realize how stressed out you are until someone else has to point it out and them boom it all lands on your shoulders like a huge weight and of course you're at work when it happens so you have to push through the whole afternoon feeling like junk.
of course.
so let's just pretend everything I said above was cute hilarious banter about the video of the hovercraft video.
the big lebowski is the longest movie ever
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or at least it feels that way.we are watching it right now because Tyrone has never seen it and I've started watching it about four times but have never been able to finish it due to the fact that all the scenes feel very independent of one another and usually I find that kind of film had to pay attention to.
this morning I woke up with a splitting migraine and didn't go in to work and lay around in the dark with a pillow over my head for a while. Jason was over and he and Tyrone were still asleep and Ford was yelling and I'm glad it's over now. you never appreciate life and not having a migraine until after you've finished having migraine and can sit on the couch and blog and watch movies like normal.
though truth be told I'm not really watching it anymore. maybe I'll just be one of those people who never fully sits down and watches the big lebowski to the fullest of their attention.
I don't know, it's a good film and the characters are ridiculous and over the top, but it's just... too slow? I'm not sure. it all just feels really fragmented and and I don't really care about any of the characters. except john goodman's character, he always steals the show.
honestly I've been just as entertained looking at gifs from the big lebowski as I have been actually watching the big lebowski. them's just the facts.
Hip Hop Sunday # 44 Lupe Fiasco - Lamborghini Angels
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apparently I forgot to publish this yesterday.
which I feel bad about, because I'd promised Colin I'd post it for him
and now I feel like a bad friend
which I would elaborate on, but pizza just arrived
and I'm hungry
happy belated Hip Hop Sunday
or, rather
happy Monday.
today is Jabez's birthday
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Wikipedia says this about the name Jabez:
Jabez is a Biblical male given name from the Old Testament. It is of Hebrew Origin. In 1 Chronicles, Jabez is a well-respected man (ancestor in the lineage of the kings' tribe of Judah) whose prayer to God for blessing was answered (see 1 Chronicles 4:9-11).
which I didn't know when I met him on NYE three years ago and as a result proceeded to sit down next to him and ask him what his real name was, not his 'stupid raver nickname' and hassled him about it until he showed me his ID which, in fact, said Jabez on it.
whoops.
despite this though he decided I was okay to hang out with and one time came over to drink wine and hang out before Tyrone's show at some bar, and because Jabez is better at computers than I could ever be he linked his computer to mine and was sharing some cool tunes with me and we were singing obnoxiously and we had a good time. then the next day I deleted what I thought was the link to our computers without asking him and accidentally deleted a whole bunch of his really important IT work stuff.
whoops.
the poor guy must be a glutton for punishment because I can't even count the amount of times he's had us over for drinks and parties and I've passed out there, drank too much there, thrown up in his bathrooms, and otherwise been a bad guest. I've also been mad at him more times than I'd like because being friends with me is hard, sometimes.
whoops.
and despite all this he keeps on being my friend for reasons I don't understand. maybe it's because he's older than I am and hopes that I won't be a total douche forever (which is probably wrong), or because we both have good taste in movies and music and literature and it's fun to have what you think is a high-brow intellectual conversation with someone and then look back and realize that you were just talking out your ass to each other the whole time.
which is what friends are for, right?
so happy birthday Jabez. I hope when I'm as old as you I can be even half as cool, and thanks for being my friend.
when you live together dating gets weird
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because when you don't live together every time you see each other is this total 'omg' moment where you're reminded that this really fantastic person actually wants to come to your crummy house and hang on your sofa and watch bad movies with you, or vice-versa. it's all fresh and new and sweet.
remember when you used to stress about which outfit to wear before they came over? fix your hair and/or makeup and use mouthwash?
yeah. me too.
nowadays instead of saving up for fancy dinners every once and a while and spending too much money on wine Tyrone and I go on biking adventures all over the place and fit cheap meals in at dive restaurants that make stuff like shawarma and dim sum and pho. maybe that's just us though, but now that we're settled in going somewhere fancy doesn't seem like such a huge deal and besides I get much better food and service at a place that has plastic tablecloths than one with linen most of the time anyway.
there's this nice level of comfort that sets in where it's okay to not have to take someone into a dark corner of a room and sit a foot from each other over expensive martinis because it's what's 'cool' and 'hip' to do. when taking mass transit (or, again, bikes) is acceptable over catching a cab. when staying in and making kale chips and watching a movie is a preferable option to sitting in a theatre eating expensive food and listening to some douchey teenagers in the row behind you comment the whole time.
not that things aren't still sweet. they are. just differently.
when stuff like doing the laundry together begins to matter, or who did the dishes last. boring stuff. the stuff that shitty magazines like cosmo tell girls that we need to avoid at all costs because if we're not always dolling ourselves up or putting scrunchies around his dick as a surprise in bed (I literally read that once) you're not 'doing relationships right'.
it's just weird to me that all these things that we're primed to take as red flags are actually signs that things are going well. that you haven't fucked it all up. things you can only really know once you've experienced the shift from 'omg dating anxiety' to 'that other person who lives in my house and whom I bang on the regular' and until then spend all this time fretting and stressing about it getting there.
originally this post was going to be about how we went to value village and how I bought a sweater and a jogging jacket and I have no idea how I got so derailed.
I don't know how it got here.
some NASA peeps who worked on Curiosity are doing an AMA today
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instead of watching my super sweet 16 and drinking a quart of coke and eating chick-fil-a.
when I was a kid the only kid we knew who was into science wore matching clothes with glow-in-the-dark dinoaurs and planets on them that kind of looked like pyjamas that his mom made
he was weird and awkward and bought me books on pascal and pong for my birthday when I was in elementary (because back then you invited the whole class)
and I totally didn't get the cool knowledge he was trying to impart on me until I was older and watched The Cosmos and developing an obsession with carl sagan and technology and science
so, sorry guy.
but hopefully kids these days won't be dumb like I was and not start to care about science until we're older because we have cool guys like Neil deGrasse Tyson and NASA Mohawk Guy and the twitter team creeping into the IRL world to let peeps know that it's cool to be interested in science and do big, great, ambitious things
so check out their AMA and learn yrself a thing or two
cause science is fucking cool.
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she was all "don't creep me on The Internet!"
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and I was all "then baby why are you ON The Internet?"
you know what's good?
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this video by the weakerthans
eating all the greens in your salad till you're left with just the good stuff
peeing in the shower
beers in the shower
(but not at the same time)
this vis of Steve Wozniak talking about The Internet
that moment your body adjusts to the lake temperature while swimming
a bloody bbq'd steak
making out
spoonerisms
that time we landed a car the size of a machine on another planet flawlessly
Eric Bana's Face
running through long grass like in a movie
orgasms
this article on why people pirate
you.
ish is pear-shaped
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which is to say that things have been less than stellar
and it's totally my fault
which sucks to admit out loud, or even to yourself
because, it turns out
inside yr own head isn't an awesome place to hide from who you are
when who you are isn't someone you're happy with
and when you have a drunk girl sitting on the floor across the room
speaking about TRUTH TRUTH TRUTH at you
and you're drunk
afterward all you can bring yourself to say is
hello.
(I miss you)
Hip Hop Sunday #43 Aesop Rock - Zero Dark Thirty
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back from the cabin
where swims were swum
drinks were drunk
laughs were laughed
meat was BBQ'd and consumed
and toasts were made
(both of the long & short variety)
saying
we have good friends
we have good food
we have love in our lives
so let's down a glass
and be happy.
which I am.
happy Hip Hop Sunday.
