Thursday, November 13, 2008

Is it lame that I am totally into blogging? Yes...

3 more days. Unfortunately, the past 4 weeks of my life have diminished the importance or excitement surrounding the event. Or just living in Ypsilanti in general, because I do feel that it is only in this town can I wander out of bed, stumble down the street, buy 3 bottles of wine, stumble the half-a-block back to my apartment, sit on my porch and get a head-start on my late adulthood, emergent cirrhosis of the liver, chain smoking, depressed legal (put a pause here, it makes the sentence better) professional alcoholic lifestyle.

The other thing I like the most about Ypsi is that the bums know each other by name. It's just... so home town America.

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Deuce Deuce

In the interest of continuity, I am going to post another livejournal post from five years ago. I think it is important to point out that this entry was from a few days before my 16th birthday, a major life milestone. I am now writing in this blog a few days before my 21st birthday, and to be quite honest it is disheartening how little has changed.

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13th November 2003

3:16pm: restroom??
haha- i just watched some guy get out of his car and go into the woods behind my house, pee and run back to his car. he had to be in highschool. i think.

it was really funny because 1. its the middle of the day 2. at first we thought he was just trying to get through the woodsy thing, which is funny because there is a road right next to it. 3. my mom and little sister went out on the back porch and waved as his car drove away. 4. i think he peed on himself. which reminded me of- i see said the blind man , peeing in the wind, it all comes back to me now.
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so this whole episode was an incredibly funny end, to a rather good day. i hope yours was half as good as mine. ( ooo that sounds mean. i just mean if it was half as good you had a good day, because i had a weirdly awesome day )
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Maybe I shouldn't jump right to disheartening. It's almost cute how little my brain has evolved from 15 to 20.

In other news; I have bronchitis and the abs that I do not have hurt so bad! But it makes me think that maybe I will have a six pack after this ordeal? The chances for this are severely diminished, however, due to the fact that all I have done for the past two days is lay around watching television and eating everything in my apartment. I have to say that the styrofoam container was a bad choice.

In laying around my apartment, I attempted to watch Atonement. I think that people only pretend to like that movie. I did not. Well... I fell asleep. But some of the filming looked like it was made for the History Channel. You know, that fast motion stuff --- I don't know, it looked like it didn't have a filter on the lens or something? I don't know enough about movies to really comment on it, other than I wasn't impressed with it. And I am sure that I know some people who say they liked it simply for the fact that they thought they should.

This might be a re-occuring theme in this blog; being entirely uninformed about things and then calling people out on them regardless. It would be like... Jason's entire life.

On the subject of major life milestones; 21 is in 4 or so days, and I feel like an 80 year old woman. I even watched jeopardy for the last 2 days in a row, so you know I am old.

This blog is entirely pointless... in particular this entry, but I am avoiding doing productive things and so it is serving its purpose.

Monday, November 10, 2008

Ceremonial First Introduction Post.

This is my blog. I still have a livejournal... it can be found at www.livejournal.com/is_that_piddle.
I think that I will find this date roughly, 5 years ago and do a brief analysis of my livejournal entry. Here goes:
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12th November 2003

7:45pm: you have won ten thousand dollars.... AND A GOAT!!!!
a slightly less violent update than the last. wow- people are weird. namely me. we get a "fridge" in franciscos class to hang our drawings up!! wow... why cant she just teach our class allready. i have to give credit to ms. barnes yet for not dying and giving up. today we got a bunch of people to put their shoes in a pile in front of her desk. she was confused. obviously very confused. and it was funny.

went in the pit today. am a little afraid of being down there because josh r. said he was going to piss in it. i dont want to die... or be urinated on. both of which seem to be possible in the pit.

i love these bands that i never really appreciated before... basically because everyone loves them and i thought they were just another worthless mainstream band. but wow... how i love all american rejects and taking back sunday. go ahead and laugh genevieve... thats right laugh it up spanky.

ah lunch... what a great time for laughing. except for nikki telling jeanine that i liked max... because- you dont tell jeanine things like that. she takes them way to seriously and starts planning weddings. honestly.

wow- only four days!!! watch out y'all


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So basically. . . nothing has changed much. I am still apparently retarded and talking about useless things. But I would like to go into detail about two of the items in the post.

1. Ms Barnes; She was the worst student teacher I have encountered in my life. I am looking back, and she was probably right around my age now, and I just feel bad for the poor girl. We would color pictures during class, then demand that she hang them on the blackboard. My all time favorite would be the assignment where she made us create power points for the different systems of the body, and ours was "Michael Jackson and the Upper Respiratory System."

A testament to the fact that nothing has changed is that I still find that funny.

2. Main Stream Music: OMG I used to suck so hard! Well... I still do, but not quite in the same way *wink wink* ( you were thinking it, I just said it). Anyway, I love that now I listen to Britney Spears and I am no longer ashamed (for the most part). I cannot believe that I played that game for so long, but how many people continue to play that game I ask you? The answer; tons. Unfortunately I run into a lot of them. And I start again, but then I realize : "FUCK YOU, I can enjoy My Chemical Romance and Neutral Milk Hotel, bitch."

The same goes for movies. I think its fair that I love The Stupids and can still enjoy Little Children or American History X. Oh, hey! Do you ever try to walk that fine line between admitting when you really enjoy something, but you don't want to admit it because you are afraid that everyone will think you like it because its cool to like it? Well, I like American Beauty too. So there.