Week in Review
Proudest Moment: Replacing computer desk and cleaning my bedroom. Hooray!
New Movies Seen: Once, Raising Arizona, No Country For Old Men, and There Will Be Blood.
Hours Worked (Earning Money; does not include household chores): 30. Seemed like more. But I guess that explains how I had so much time to watch movies. Huh.
Hours Spent Practicing Piano: about 10, maybe?
Laundry Done, In Loads: 4
Books Read: None
Bills Paid: 2, car and car insurance
Number of Times Dined Out: 1
Tanks of Gas Bought: 1
That's all I can think of. I was going to do a "Happiest Moment," and more along those lines, but I couldn't remember enough specific moments. My short-term memory is really bad.
My current favorite song is At Least I'm Not Like All Those Other Old Guys, by Five Iron Frenzy.
(Sandwiches! Anyone like some sandwiches?)
I'm twenty-nine years old, still wearing the wallet chain
Like I was twenty-eight
I'm wearing my pants right now so high-school kids
Will think that I can skate
I got a degree in science
Yet shaking my fist in defiance
Anyway, I'm not cliche
I hardly own any ties
I may be old, but at least I'm not like
All those other old guys.
I'm watching MTV for fashion tips, so I can say
That I saw it first
Backwards hat, tattoos, and gotee say I'm cool
Just like Fred Durst
I pay almost all my bills
I sleep on a futon still
Anyway, I'm not cliché
I hardly own any ties
I may be old, but at least I'm not like
All those other old guys
I may be old, but at least I'm not like
All those other old guys
Another one I like is "So Far, So Bad," also by Five Iron Frenzy
We thought we'd write a song
About all of the problems inherent in the industry
It was gonna be an exposé written in unblemished symmetry
We were gonna have our glorious exit,
An admonition and an encore
We were gonna make a point to the whole world
But no one wants to hear it anymore
Don't worry what this song will say
You'll never hear it anyway
They won't play this song on the radio
So far, so bad, that's how it goes
They'll pull our records from the shelves
So far, so bad, that's how it goes
The rhyme scheme to this song was mostly flawless
It might have made good poetry
It could have bridged the gap between the classes
And overthrown the bourgeoisie
It made a couple points about the future
And how the past was kind of uncool
And if you ever tried to play it backwards,
It told the kids to stay in school
Don't worry what this song will say
You'll never hear it anyway
They won't play this song on the radio
So far, so bad, that's how it goes
They'll pull our records from the shelves
So far, so bad, that's how it goes
I thought I'd write an epiphany
How something good is changing me
I guess we dodged some passing fad
It looks like it's so far, so bad
So bad
This song is rad
You could ask your dad?
He won't be mad??
This song is stupid!
They won't play this song on the radio
So far, so bad, that's how it goes
They'll pull our records from the shelves
So far, so bad, that's how it goes
Heehee!
New Movies Seen: Once, Raising Arizona, No Country For Old Men, and There Will Be Blood.
Hours Worked (Earning Money; does not include household chores): 30. Seemed like more. But I guess that explains how I had so much time to watch movies. Huh.
Hours Spent Practicing Piano: about 10, maybe?
Laundry Done, In Loads: 4
Books Read: None
Bills Paid: 2, car and car insurance
Number of Times Dined Out: 1
Tanks of Gas Bought: 1
That's all I can think of. I was going to do a "Happiest Moment," and more along those lines, but I couldn't remember enough specific moments. My short-term memory is really bad.
My current favorite song is At Least I'm Not Like All Those Other Old Guys, by Five Iron Frenzy.
(Sandwiches! Anyone like some sandwiches?)
I'm twenty-nine years old, still wearing the wallet chain
Like I was twenty-eight
I'm wearing my pants right now so high-school kids
Will think that I can skate
I got a degree in science
Yet shaking my fist in defiance
Anyway, I'm not cliche
I hardly own any ties
I may be old, but at least I'm not like
All those other old guys.
I'm watching MTV for fashion tips, so I can say
That I saw it first
Backwards hat, tattoos, and gotee say I'm cool
Just like Fred Durst
I pay almost all my bills
I sleep on a futon still
Anyway, I'm not cliché
I hardly own any ties
I may be old, but at least I'm not like
All those other old guys
I may be old, but at least I'm not like
All those other old guys
Another one I like is "So Far, So Bad," also by Five Iron Frenzy
We thought we'd write a song
About all of the problems inherent in the industry
It was gonna be an exposé written in unblemished symmetry
We were gonna have our glorious exit,
An admonition and an encore
We were gonna make a point to the whole world
But no one wants to hear it anymore
Don't worry what this song will say
You'll never hear it anyway
They won't play this song on the radio
So far, so bad, that's how it goes
They'll pull our records from the shelves
So far, so bad, that's how it goes
The rhyme scheme to this song was mostly flawless
It might have made good poetry
It could have bridged the gap between the classes
And overthrown the bourgeoisie
It made a couple points about the future
And how the past was kind of uncool
And if you ever tried to play it backwards,
It told the kids to stay in school
Don't worry what this song will say
You'll never hear it anyway
They won't play this song on the radio
So far, so bad, that's how it goes
They'll pull our records from the shelves
So far, so bad, that's how it goes
I thought I'd write an epiphany
How something good is changing me
I guess we dodged some passing fad
It looks like it's so far, so bad
So bad
This song is rad
You could ask your dad?
He won't be mad??
This song is stupid!
They won't play this song on the radio
So far, so bad, that's how it goes
They'll pull our records from the shelves
So far, so bad, that's how it goes
Heehee!