hey! i just pooped after eating leftovers and a peanut butter & jelly sandwich. spectacular. class soon in which i will take the heliumm from a balloon. wandy wandy. fuck the hype machine. while trying to listen to boris to see if any of their shit one should buy, it keeps cutting outtttt. damn you, buffering!
today while shooting movie for group class, a gaggle of junkies paid us no heed (for the most part) but went about their daily routine. it, um, frankly scared and disgusted me. normal pda is bad enough in that it's impolite if you're single and angry but junky pda is just plain disgusting.
even the other junkies thought so! or else they just thought it was hilarious. which it also was.
chocolate milk forever!
luv,
jason c
In conversation with a friend while walking around, the subject of mullets came about. Mullets have been an object of hilarity since their introduction into my vernacular sometime in the 7th grade thanks to Jeff Mc and others. So needless to say, the topic inevitably provides fodder for conversation. Sadly, this conversation struck a nervous chord in me when my friend pointed out that mullets were going to come back in style.
I at first rejoiced with a resounding 'huzzah' or something of the sort but upon further reflection, realized that said mullets would be brought back ironically. Well-coiffed hipsters with oversized sunglasses, too-tight pants, blazers and Mick Jagger-ish shirts a la what he wore in that clip they always show on VH1 (the video for "Start Me Up") with greasy little hangers on swishing and swashing in the back. Which, in a way, defeats the whole beauty and serenity of the true mullet.
Fucking irony.
Luv,
Jason C
I fall in love like 100 times a day. That can't be healthy but it sure is awesome.
Luv,
Jason C
I just got done 'mixing' (haha) the demo which is pretty ridiculous. Here is the tracklist:
1. Diamonds and Pearls
2. Silent Drones
3. City of Quicksand
4. Silently and Softly
5. Volume Up!!!
6. Test Fate
Maybe some switching around might take place but pretty sure about the opening few. If any of you have any comments, go forth with them! Joel, I will send you a copy for free since I never wrote you back when you sent me that wondrous letter. The rest of you, pay $2! Yeah, right. Oog oog. Hey at least it isn't as bad as these two rappers who accosted me in the street and wouldn't let go of my shoulder until I bought their CDs. One of them apparently has a track with Bus a Bus.
PS I saw Ghostface last night and it was probably one of the greatest moments of my life. Even when he danced with this skanky, kind of pot-bellied freshman (I'm guessing) who everybody who left the Skirball Center that night estimated was either going to be a. fucked, b. raped, c. gangbanged. Awesome!
Nevertheless, my adorance of Ghost lives on. Thanks Jeff and Dave and Program Board!
Luv,
Jason C
Yaaaaaaaaaaay! Going to get a kitten soon, going to eat a rubber spoon. Classes have started and they have been pretty fun so far. Crazy anthropology professor who had many quotables throughout the course of class such as: "You know, I don't have a problem with cannibalism or incest. There are bigger things we should worry about you know? Like nuclear bombs and over-priced pharmaceuticals! But, then again, what the hell do I know?" Awesome. He was wearing a hot pink tie and a stipred blue shirt with big glasses, a scraggly white beard and white poofs of hair flying all over his balding head.
I am going to keep a running diary of Band-Aid usage throughout the year as Joel noted that the story of a year in Band-Aids might be kind of cool. Fucking Cameron Crowe and Kate Hudson ruining the term Band-Aid. Johnson and Johnson should go to war.
Oh, and before I forget, a thousand apologies to Dinosaur Jr but to the Replacements, you can still suck on it. Go listen to 'Bug'.
Luv,
Jason C
I am in my new dorm. The linoleum floor kind of makes me want to vomit but there is a gigantic window by our shower and I'm tempted to open the blinds so people can watch me showering. Maybe I'm an exhibitionist. Awesome.
This place is super goof. The hallways are teeny tiny and we are all like fucking mice, scurrying around and nobody has dropped by to say hi. Maybe it's because I peed on our door to mark territory.
Golly gee whiz. It was raining like a ballsac after a four month layoff yesterday but now it is pretty beautiful. I kind of miss Omaha but moreso just miss all you goofy motherfuckers. Luv and Peace.
Luv,
Jason C