Eugene trip thoughts
I had a decently eventful trip to Eugene. No offense meant towards those I didn't call, but I was only in town for two nights so I tried to see mostly people I hadn't seen in a while. I hung out at Dave's house with him and Aaron and Ali. Dave got this bass pedal that is a loop player and he could dosome pretty awesome stuff with it, things that make me want to move back to Eugene and get funky again. I'm talking like 6-part renditions of Jaco and Herbie songs. He cut off his hair, which was a surprise to me cause I'd never seen him without his 20 inch lion's mane, but he looks good.
And I also hung out with Kyle and Ben and their new roommate. They improved their basement, and it was cool before, so now it's really cool. If I lived in Eugene I'd need a project like a chillout basement to keep me sane, so good work to them. Along these lines, the weed hasn't gotten any less potent in Lane County in the last 6 months, and I remember it being one reason I left - to escape to pressure to smoke too much, to miss classes, to make an unproductive waste of one's self. I don't always like living with my folks but at least they keep me from living like I used to.
Oh and most importantly - there was this girl who I used to see all over the place because she was dating my old drummer Roger (she still is). Anyway I always thought of her as this small, skinny hippy with boy-cut short blonde hair. Not anymore - she got HOT! She was so enamoured with her new profession (Suicide Girl) she had to show us the whole website. I wanted to make sweet, sweet love to this girl. She had colorful tatoos on her feet and her back, and she had a purple eyeshadowed face with a monroe, a nose piercing and a chin stud. She had soft, medium-length natural blonde hair. I guess the point I'm trying to make is that it was an honor to hang out with such a beautiful lady and that I don't think that changing one's appearance changes who you are, but it makes you more noticable, and if that makes you feel good, then let the eyeshadow flow like water. And I am very jealous of Roger.
I am glad to be back though - visiting Eugene made me realize how drastically I'd changed since I left. I definitely feel like I've become a Portland elitist - someone with high standards for people and their coolness. Eugene is a town full of stray cats. They play like they know what's going on, but Eugenians as a whole are less decisive, less motivated, less diligent, and way too lah de daa. And I'm way too cool for them now, especially since I have one thing that changed my perspective on everything - money! When you have money, there is no reason to have to stand in a circle, crying and hugging each other like they do in Eugene. Cause you can just buy yourself a popsicle and know that everything's gonna be ok because your mouth is a wonderland of cherries or rasberries. I don't like sweets but I think you get my point. In 6 months I have changed from a whiny Eugenian liberal to a thoughtful westside Portland moderate. I probably eat babies, but what you gonna do.
~Jon
And I also hung out with Kyle and Ben and their new roommate. They improved their basement, and it was cool before, so now it's really cool. If I lived in Eugene I'd need a project like a chillout basement to keep me sane, so good work to them. Along these lines, the weed hasn't gotten any less potent in Lane County in the last 6 months, and I remember it being one reason I left - to escape to pressure to smoke too much, to miss classes, to make an unproductive waste of one's self. I don't always like living with my folks but at least they keep me from living like I used to.
Oh and most importantly - there was this girl who I used to see all over the place because she was dating my old drummer Roger (she still is). Anyway I always thought of her as this small, skinny hippy with boy-cut short blonde hair. Not anymore - she got HOT! She was so enamoured with her new profession (Suicide Girl) she had to show us the whole website. I wanted to make sweet, sweet love to this girl. She had colorful tatoos on her feet and her back, and she had a purple eyeshadowed face with a monroe, a nose piercing and a chin stud. She had soft, medium-length natural blonde hair. I guess the point I'm trying to make is that it was an honor to hang out with such a beautiful lady and that I don't think that changing one's appearance changes who you are, but it makes you more noticable, and if that makes you feel good, then let the eyeshadow flow like water. And I am very jealous of Roger.
I am glad to be back though - visiting Eugene made me realize how drastically I'd changed since I left. I definitely feel like I've become a Portland elitist - someone with high standards for people and their coolness. Eugene is a town full of stray cats. They play like they know what's going on, but Eugenians as a whole are less decisive, less motivated, less diligent, and way too lah de daa. And I'm way too cool for them now, especially since I have one thing that changed my perspective on everything - money! When you have money, there is no reason to have to stand in a circle, crying and hugging each other like they do in Eugene. Cause you can just buy yourself a popsicle and know that everything's gonna be ok because your mouth is a wonderland of cherries or rasberries. I don't like sweets but I think you get my point. In 6 months I have changed from a whiny Eugenian liberal to a thoughtful westside Portland moderate. I probably eat babies, but what you gonna do.
~Jon