I've had a weird two days.
Yesterday I went out with Angel to the bar and had lots of tasty beer. Mmm... Killian's on tap for a buck fity! And I nearly have the owner convinced to add Guiness when they take out Raz in a few days. Buck fity Guiness on tap? I do believe I'd camp out in front of the place much like people camp outside of a theatre for Star Wars tickets.
After many rounds, we go back to the college but notice a kickin party a house away from our dorm. 5 bucks for a cup for warm bud-light... mmm... Angel and I drank until we couldn't feel feelings, which is to say a lot. I had this same strange girl keep falling into me at this party. Half the campus showed up to this thing (aparently it was a birthday party for a friend of mine that is a frat brother but he passed out at like midnight, angel and I got there at like 1) so one girl falling on me like 5 times USUALLY means something. So I spend the rest of the night talking to her. 4am comes about and we leave for my room. She needs a place to crash, as do i, and she doesn't feel like running across town. So we crash in a very-near literal sense.
Whenever I'm sleeping next to someone that i'm "cuddling with" I somehow fuck my hip up. And it's the opposite hip than the one that i'm usually in pain. And that night was no exception. It still hurts in fact, but the Tylonel dulls the pain considerably. I wasn't in any shape to try anything with this girl (her name turns out to be Amber, a name i keep having problems remembering for some reason), plus I do have that pesky little rule that pops up much like a conscience. I have a rule that I never have sex with a girl whose visibly very drunk. Aren't I a nice guy? I don't need that and USUALLY she doesn't either. But again, I could barely use my key to open a door, let alone completely figure out what part of her neck likes to be kissed. That and I'm not feeling particularly attractive at the moment due to the fact that I haven't shaved since I had my picture taken with the mixer like a week ago.
Anyway, we sleep til 2. Or rather, she does and I keep waking up because of pain and the fact that I feel awful. Note to self, killians and bud light should not be combined. And I like cuddling with women, don't get me wrong, but I need a bigger bed methinks. I could just combine the two mattresses I have in my dorm and sleep on the floor next time a ladyfriend comes by... that'll impress her. That's even better than the "I live in my parent's basement" line I've used in Grand Forks.
She leaves and I watch the new episode of Family Guy that leaked to the net and proceed to work on a World Civ powerpoint for 8 hours only to find out that I did it completely wrong. Ugh... I completely fucked up and used one set of instructions that were meant for another class. I have three powerpoints due this week. Lord, kill me now.
Plus my Planetarium show that i STILL haven't recorded vocals for. One confirmed speaker to hopefully record monday, still have no female speaker. I may have to break down and ask "annoying girl" to do it. I don't want to, but my options are very limited. Especially considering when this is due. I have all this weight on my back at the moment with this project especially because I can't seem to get music to sound the way i want and with this time-frame. I made a new piece tonight and hopefully I can make one more later. I need voices to be recorded so I can get the rest of this put together. These music files are labeled, very appropriately, as ideas and not the concrete absolute 100% thing.
So what I'm trying to say is i'm frustrated in many ways and need a release or a catharsis. I need to molest or be molested. i need to kill or be killed. I wish I could go out driving, blasting Bush's Science of Things and Golden State and feel something close to relaxation. But instead i wake up on an uncomfortable bed, with deadlines staring at me, and a bottle of pills that i'm tired of taking.
and the colored girls sing
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
(doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo)
(doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo)
(doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo)
(doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo)
(doo)
Attached is the song 'Venice Queen' by the Red Hot Chili Peppers. One day I want to create something as beautiful as this. It had very quickly made it into my top 5 overall non-electronic songs and surpassed Under The Bridge as my favorite peppers song.
http://s30.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=37SR47ME592DP1IJMPCI4XD2F6
Yesterday I went out with Angel to the bar and had lots of tasty beer. Mmm... Killian's on tap for a buck fity! And I nearly have the owner convinced to add Guiness when they take out Raz in a few days. Buck fity Guiness on tap? I do believe I'd camp out in front of the place much like people camp outside of a theatre for Star Wars tickets.
After many rounds, we go back to the college but notice a kickin party a house away from our dorm. 5 bucks for a cup for warm bud-light... mmm... Angel and I drank until we couldn't feel feelings, which is to say a lot. I had this same strange girl keep falling into me at this party. Half the campus showed up to this thing (aparently it was a birthday party for a friend of mine that is a frat brother but he passed out at like midnight, angel and I got there at like 1) so one girl falling on me like 5 times USUALLY means something. So I spend the rest of the night talking to her. 4am comes about and we leave for my room. She needs a place to crash, as do i, and she doesn't feel like running across town. So we crash in a very-near literal sense.
Whenever I'm sleeping next to someone that i'm "cuddling with" I somehow fuck my hip up. And it's the opposite hip than the one that i'm usually in pain. And that night was no exception. It still hurts in fact, but the Tylonel dulls the pain considerably. I wasn't in any shape to try anything with this girl (her name turns out to be Amber, a name i keep having problems remembering for some reason), plus I do have that pesky little rule that pops up much like a conscience. I have a rule that I never have sex with a girl whose visibly very drunk. Aren't I a nice guy? I don't need that and USUALLY she doesn't either. But again, I could barely use my key to open a door, let alone completely figure out what part of her neck likes to be kissed. That and I'm not feeling particularly attractive at the moment due to the fact that I haven't shaved since I had my picture taken with the mixer like a week ago.
Anyway, we sleep til 2. Or rather, she does and I keep waking up because of pain and the fact that I feel awful. Note to self, killians and bud light should not be combined. And I like cuddling with women, don't get me wrong, but I need a bigger bed methinks. I could just combine the two mattresses I have in my dorm and sleep on the floor next time a ladyfriend comes by... that'll impress her. That's even better than the "I live in my parent's basement" line I've used in Grand Forks.
She leaves and I watch the new episode of Family Guy that leaked to the net and proceed to work on a World Civ powerpoint for 8 hours only to find out that I did it completely wrong. Ugh... I completely fucked up and used one set of instructions that were meant for another class. I have three powerpoints due this week. Lord, kill me now.
Plus my Planetarium show that i STILL haven't recorded vocals for. One confirmed speaker to hopefully record monday, still have no female speaker. I may have to break down and ask "annoying girl" to do it. I don't want to, but my options are very limited. Especially considering when this is due. I have all this weight on my back at the moment with this project especially because I can't seem to get music to sound the way i want and with this time-frame. I made a new piece tonight and hopefully I can make one more later. I need voices to be recorded so I can get the rest of this put together. These music files are labeled, very appropriately, as ideas and not the concrete absolute 100% thing.
So what I'm trying to say is i'm frustrated in many ways and need a release or a catharsis. I need to molest or be molested. i need to kill or be killed. I wish I could go out driving, blasting Bush's Science of Things and Golden State and feel something close to relaxation. But instead i wake up on an uncomfortable bed, with deadlines staring at me, and a bottle of pills that i'm tired of taking.
and the colored girls sing
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
(doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo)
(doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo)
(doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo)
(doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo)
(doo)
Attached is the song 'Venice Queen' by the Red Hot Chili Peppers. One day I want to create something as beautiful as this. It had very quickly made it into my top 5 overall non-electronic songs and surpassed Under The Bridge as my favorite peppers song.
http://s30.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=37SR47ME592DP1IJMPCI4XD2F6
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Thank you for all the kindness.
best of wishes getting your stuff completed, and sorry you had such a shitty couple of days. You are quite the gentleman. ANd treat yourself, somehow, and go out and be crazy. get molested, get crazy, go beat some inanimate object up. We all need a little relief every now and then.