Kablammo!

And so I did. Like a little baby. Congratulations, world; you’ve defeated me.

I just looked in the mirror and saw a stranger staring back at me. After a tense standoff, I burst into laughter and then felt like crying.

I’ve got a Management final in 4 hours and I couldn’t manage my way out of a wet paper bag. Whee!

Song of the Moment: «The Go in the Go-For-It» — Grandaddy

OK, so instead of doing any work this morning, I decided to figure out the chords to Grandaddy’s «Lost On Yer Merry Way» and to arrange Weezer’s «Say It Ain’t So» and Travis‘ «Baby One More Time» as waltzes. Is there anything particularly wrong with that? At least I got my study abroad application for next summer handed in yesterday. Chalk up one thing I didn’t completely fuck up this semester. Wheo!

Song of the Moment: «Let’s Get Retarded» — Black Eyed Peas

PS: Looks like Saddam’s been captured (maybe).

Words can’t express just how addictive a game Globulos is.

Words can’t express just how retarded South Africa’s Advertising Standards Authority is.

Words can’t express just how insane this judgment in Pakistan is.

Words can’t express just how retarded it is for people to complain about this kind of thing.

Words can’t express just how fucking funny this is.

Words can, however, express many different ways the world might end.

Words can’t express how much I love you.

Song of the Moment: «Out of the Races and Onto the Tracks» — The Rapture

Well, fuck. Turns out I’ve been running from nothing for the past 8 weeks. Should that make me feel better or worse? I guess ‘indifferent’ is all I have left. Fuck, I sure feel like an idiot though. Big fucking idiot. I’ll accept the fallout from my string of atrocious decisions recently, but that doesn’t mean I’m not a goddamn smacktard.

Jesus mother of Joseph on a urine-soaked cross, I wish… I wish I had actually done something with this semester. I wish I felt some kind of concern — any kind of concern — about what’s to come in the next week or so. I wish this abominable emptiness would fucking leave me alone. I wish I could just go to sleep right now instead of taking two final exams and writing two late papers. I wish I’d realized how reasonable people in general can be. I wish I’d registered for next semester’s classes when I was supposed to. I wish I knew what the fuck to register for. I wish somebody’d reached me a hand as I sank like a stone.

Manufacturing final, here I come.

Song of the Moment: «Sonata #2 “Funeral” in B Flat minor, Op. 35» — Frédéric Chopin

Once you scrape your way through the bottom of the barrel, you’ll come across a stratum of rock. Don’t lose heart, just keep chipping away at it — eventually you’ll fall through into the cesspool underneath. Rock bottom might be below this point, but for once I don’t want to keep going.

Song of the Moment: «I’m So Lonesome I Could Cry» — Hank Williams

I’m not all that tired, and it’s not like I didn’t just get up, and it’s not like I don’t have work to do, but I’m going back to bed anyway. So the clown can eat me. Why won’t the clown just eat me?

Song of the Moment: «Somewhere Else» — Travis

I didn’t know whether I should be furious or ecstatic, so I just decided to settle on being bewildered. See, I had this management paper due earlier today, and I just couldn’t get myself motivated to work on it, so I only had a quarter of it done by the time that the time of 6:00 PM rolled around and it became time for me to go to class and hand it in. I trudged off to school like some kind of moping, disappointed Sad Sack, disgusted with myself for resigning myself to asking for what would soon be the first extension I’d asked for in my life. Lo and behold, however, it seems that Fate had a different plan in mind, for I soon discovered that my professor had had to cancel all of his classes for the day. For some inscrutable reason, I see that my deadline has been extended for a week without my even having to ask for it. Perhaps I should have been grateful for having been given a break, but I’m pretty angry with the world for giving me this positive Karma I’ve done nothing to earn. When the other shoe drops (which it must, eventually, right?), it’ll just land that much harder now.

The truly bewildering thing that happened to me tonight, though, was the ridiculous quality of service that I got from my local Circuit City. See, a few years ago, when I’d just gotten cable internet set up in my apartment, I walked over to my local Circuit City and shelled out some money for a Linksys router, so’s my flatmate and I could ruin our lives and destroy our minds at the same time. Fast-forward to last week, when the router mysteriously stopped working and no amount of powercycling would coax it back to life. I put off doing anything about it until today, when I mysteriously had an unscheduled block of free time appear at 6:00 (see above) and decided to go to my local Circuit City and try to exchange my broken router for a new one, hoping they wouldn’t hassle me. Twenty minutes later, I was stumbling out of my local Circuit City in a confused daze, with a new router, a gift card worth $18.48, and a promise that a check for the pro-rated worth of the warranty on the old router was on its way. You can bet I’ll talk about this experience in my management paper, if I ever get around to writing it: Circuit City created a customer out of me with their exemplary service. They said ‘no hassles’, and they meant it!

Song of the Moment: «Rocket Man» — William Shatner
You know, as much as I like that song right now, I still have to go with…

Song of the Moment: «Everything» — Some Jerk featuring Badly Wooden Head
A big ‘thank you’ to everybody who’s said nice things about this song!

What have I learned recently?

• Drumming is fun as all hell
• Drumming is also rather tricky
• Being 21 really doesn’t change things much
• It was a mistake to put off watching The Big Lebowski for so long
• It was a mistake to put off that standing offer of free studio time for so long
• Fortuitous mistakes in the studio can work out really well
• There’s more than one Uno’s near New Brunswick
• Time spent raking leaves is time well spent
• Flight attendants who also happen to be the children of diplomats tend to be remarkably well traveled
• At the risk of sounding like an after-school special, family and friends are kickin’ rad
• Trains are sometimes free of charge near Thanksgiving
• Turkey soup, turkey lasagna, &c.: the days after Thanksgiving are kickin’ rad
• Synaesthesia is kickin’ rad
• Badly Wooden Head can write an awesome bassline
• Go to a bar on your 21st birthday and you might get a free T-shirt out of the deal
• It’s a fucking pain in the ass to pick a name for yourself
• Once you’ve recorded something, your immediate reaction is to force as many people as possible to listen to it.

With that in mind:

Song of the Moment: «Everything» — some jerk and Badly Wooden Head