I can't believe what all happened today.
It's been crazy.
I'm going to go relax with some good music.
Songs for inspiration.
Adultery by Little Comets.
(To be released on 26 October on iTunes.)
Sleepyhead by Passion Pit.
Baby's Romance by Chris Garneau.
Postcards From Italy by Beirut.
Wolf Like Me by TV On The Radio.
(Skip to around 00:36 for the beginning of the song.)
Developing Active People by Via Audio.
Mix Tapes / Cell Mates by Rocky Votolato.
Saturday, October 24, 2009
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Fuck iTunes 9
iTunes 9 has so many bugs, it fucks up your CD drive, and it's gaudy.
The top bar that tells you what song is playing is the color of puke.
I really have to wonder what dumb ass programmer thought it was a good idea.
Whoever you are, thanks for messing up iTunes,
as if it wasn't shitty enough to begin with.
Oh, and iTunes is so sly, they convert your library information to new data so that if you try to switch back to an older version, you have to re-import all your songs.
At least I got that annoying "Home Sharing" thing to go away.
-And, end rant.-
Anyways, I'm making some french toast.
Then probably going to take a shower.
Hopefully today it won't be freezing.
The hot water heater's fuse blew yesterday.
One of the worst showers I've ever had.
Now let's all watch The Mighty Boosh to brighten the day.
The top bar that tells you what song is playing is the color of puke.
I really have to wonder what dumb ass programmer thought it was a good idea.
Whoever you are, thanks for messing up iTunes,
as if it wasn't shitty enough to begin with.
Oh, and iTunes is so sly, they convert your library information to new data so that if you try to switch back to an older version, you have to re-import all your songs.
At least I got that annoying "Home Sharing" thing to go away.
-And, end rant.-
Anyways, I'm making some french toast.
Then probably going to take a shower.
Hopefully today it won't be freezing.
The hot water heater's fuse blew yesterday.
One of the worst showers I've ever had.
Now let's all watch The Mighty Boosh to brighten the day.
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
Amazed
I'm amazed, yet again by people.
I've gotten a really good response to my painting.
(Which can be viewed here.)
I'm really not quite satisfied with it myself, but maybe if everyone else can find beauty in something that I see as so flawed,
Maybe it means that the way I think is right.
I've always seen beauty in small things, talking to strangers, opening doors for people, nature, cities, anywhere and everywhere really.
I guess I'm starting to try to convey that to everyone else.
And so far, people have been listening.
The strange thing is, this couldn't have happened at a better time.
I was starting to feel a little down.
I've been starting to remember things from a couple years ago that I had forgotten,
for good reasons.
It's brought back the nightmares and the feelings of defeat.
But mostly the fear, the mind blowing fear that you get when someone tells you they just want to die.
I had completely forgotten that he'd said that.
How?
How could I have forgotten something like that?
I remember very very vividly the look on his face after my father had pushed him down the stairs.
Pain mixed with fear and anger.
How could I have forgotten those words?
And I wonder if they still ring true these days.
I doubt it.
As impossible as it seems, I still wish you well, and maybe someday you'll get better.
I don't know if I ever should forgive you, but I will.
I always do.
I've gotten a really good response to my painting.
(Which can be viewed here.)
I'm really not quite satisfied with it myself, but maybe if everyone else can find beauty in something that I see as so flawed,
Maybe it means that the way I think is right.
I've always seen beauty in small things, talking to strangers, opening doors for people, nature, cities, anywhere and everywhere really.
I guess I'm starting to try to convey that to everyone else.
And so far, people have been listening.
The strange thing is, this couldn't have happened at a better time.
I was starting to feel a little down.
I've been starting to remember things from a couple years ago that I had forgotten,
for good reasons.
It's brought back the nightmares and the feelings of defeat.
But mostly the fear, the mind blowing fear that you get when someone tells you they just want to die.
I had completely forgotten that he'd said that.
How?
How could I have forgotten something like that?
I remember very very vividly the look on his face after my father had pushed him down the stairs.
Pain mixed with fear and anger.
How could I have forgotten those words?
And I wonder if they still ring true these days.
I doubt it.
As impossible as it seems, I still wish you well, and maybe someday you'll get better.
I don't know if I ever should forgive you, but I will.
I always do.
Friday, July 31, 2009
New Blog
Well, I finally decided to make one of these blogs.
I hope I'll have something to say, and that maybe I'll say things that make sense for once.
I woke up at two or three in the afternoon today (ah, lazy summer days),
After being up until seven in the morning.
Why would I even need to be up that late?
Anyways, I'm going to get white acrylic paint tomorrow.
I've really been wanting to paint since I was in Myrtle Beach last month for CIY.
I was sitting in a giant, freezing auditorium,
trying to stop squirming in my seat,
when I came up for the idea for my painting.
The guy in the front of the room told us to get into groups of three.
I ended up with Candace and Larissa.
Some questions came up on the screen in front that we were all supposed to talk about in our groups.
I was talking about how much I wanted to paint,
and Larissa turns to me and says,
"No way. I was just thinking I bet this girl's an amazing painter."
So hopefully I won't disappoint Larissa.
I know it's not a really good story, I guess it's a little more awesome and personal to me.
I just feel I'm really being pushed (or maybe pulled?) to finish this painting.
I'll post a picture when I eventually finish.
Also, I'm going to work on the layout and maybe make a banner this week.
Next time, I'll try to write something more interesting.
I hope I'll have something to say, and that maybe I'll say things that make sense for once.
I woke up at two or three in the afternoon today (ah, lazy summer days),
After being up until seven in the morning.
Why would I even need to be up that late?
Anyways, I'm going to get white acrylic paint tomorrow.
I've really been wanting to paint since I was in Myrtle Beach last month for CIY.
I was sitting in a giant, freezing auditorium,
trying to stop squirming in my seat,
when I came up for the idea for my painting.
The guy in the front of the room told us to get into groups of three.
I ended up with Candace and Larissa.
Some questions came up on the screen in front that we were all supposed to talk about in our groups.
I was talking about how much I wanted to paint,
and Larissa turns to me and says,
"No way. I was just thinking I bet this girl's an amazing painter."
So hopefully I won't disappoint Larissa.
This is one of the picture I'm using as a reference for the painting.
I know it's not a really good story, I guess it's a little more awesome and personal to me.
I just feel I'm really being pushed (or maybe pulled?) to finish this painting.
I'll post a picture when I eventually finish.
Also, I'm going to work on the layout and maybe make a banner this week.
Next time, I'll try to write something more interesting.
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