ITS FALL FINALLY
It's the first grey day of the year! AWESOME. I love days like today, I think I may take my dog out for a walk it's so gorgeous out. The temp is so comfy for chillin. Alas all is not well! I've been sick all week and it isn't letting up, I really loathe being sick, it doesn't happen often but when it does IT FUCKING LINGERS.
My original plan for today was to wake up early and run some errands. I was to go out and find a nice weekend job and hit up the university where I intend to transfer to next semester to make sure I was on point and figure out something about paying for it. The original plan for paying for it was that we were going to use some of my dad's money from his 401k. Well since wallstreet has been OH SO GRAND my dad has lost over 100k in little under 2 weeks. This changes pretty much everything, and yes I am incredibly nervous about this, but I see this as the universes way of forcing some adult responsibilities on me. Which is nice kind of, I really need a good kick in the ass to get kickstarted.
PLANS CHANGED though, last night I hit up the usual bar with my pals and got pretty tossed, i also smoked a lot of cigs, which is an awful idea when you are currently nursing a slight illness. I ended waking up at 1pm today feeling like refried ass. I just got back from lunch with Austin and had some good ole Pho Yen so I'm a bit back on my feet now.
I'm really ashamed of this cig habit. I had kicked it before and I don't know exactly how I came back into the habit but now when I'm sober and I smoke I cant help but feel really sorry for myself for doing something that leaves me smelly and HAS NO POSITIVE EFFECTS FOR ME WHATSOEVER. It used to be I'd smoke and I'd get that neat headrush and for like maybe a minute things would slow down and I'd feel mad relaxed and centered. That doesn't seem to happen near as often now. I really need to cut this habit, its pricey and fucking disgusting. After coming home from the bar my hands had this FOUL odor on them, and I'm very neurotic about having smells on my hands. And it seems no amount of handwashing could get rid of it. It was just this disgusting smell of death! I'm happy I feel this way though, it will be a good motivator to kick this fucking habit.
The consolation prize though was I spent the night listening to Takako Minekawa and My Little Airport. TASH I DONT KNOW HOW YOU CANT LIKE MY LITTLE AIRPORT. They were both just sublime, I'm really enjoying MLA's take on american twee-pop. It's like a blend of My Bloody Valentine, Beat Happening, and wonderfully disjointed pop with an Asian twist. And the subject matter of some of the songs is just downright DIRTY. Their titles (when not in chinese) are beautifully long ENGRISHfests. "I don't know how to download AV like Iris does", a song about a girl wanting her friend Iris to share her porn with her because ahem shes "so dry so dry". FUCK YES. And don't get me started on Takako, shes all kinds of neat.
I'm listening to Cibo Matto now, they are neat.
*post walk thoughts*
So the walkin paths are still littered with all the Ike mess. I didn't take the dog too far out or for too long. A: hes ole and gets mighty tired and B: I'm full of food and still sick. It was still a great walk though, wish I took the camera with me there were some pretty neat shots, its a damn shame our camera is pretty assy. Every fucking photo comes out GRAINY. It's going to be quite some time when everything truly gets back to normal around here.
On the way out I noticed this :
It's beyond sweet to see this in my house. Normally because we are usually at each other's throats. But regardless we all still love each other very much. It's these little things that keep me happy here. I love these guys so much. Steph is headed out on a camping trip and we all miss her dearly. Come back safe sis!
I was invited out tonight, I just may go, but I'll know in about 30 because right now I feel godawful.
Ah Alfie, now there is a cool band.
My original plan for today was to wake up early and run some errands. I was to go out and find a nice weekend job and hit up the university where I intend to transfer to next semester to make sure I was on point and figure out something about paying for it. The original plan for paying for it was that we were going to use some of my dad's money from his 401k. Well since wallstreet has been OH SO GRAND my dad has lost over 100k in little under 2 weeks. This changes pretty much everything, and yes I am incredibly nervous about this, but I see this as the universes way of forcing some adult responsibilities on me. Which is nice kind of, I really need a good kick in the ass to get kickstarted.
PLANS CHANGED though, last night I hit up the usual bar with my pals and got pretty tossed, i also smoked a lot of cigs, which is an awful idea when you are currently nursing a slight illness. I ended waking up at 1pm today feeling like refried ass. I just got back from lunch with Austin and had some good ole Pho Yen so I'm a bit back on my feet now.
I'm really ashamed of this cig habit. I had kicked it before and I don't know exactly how I came back into the habit but now when I'm sober and I smoke I cant help but feel really sorry for myself for doing something that leaves me smelly and HAS NO POSITIVE EFFECTS FOR ME WHATSOEVER. It used to be I'd smoke and I'd get that neat headrush and for like maybe a minute things would slow down and I'd feel mad relaxed and centered. That doesn't seem to happen near as often now. I really need to cut this habit, its pricey and fucking disgusting. After coming home from the bar my hands had this FOUL odor on them, and I'm very neurotic about having smells on my hands. And it seems no amount of handwashing could get rid of it. It was just this disgusting smell of death! I'm happy I feel this way though, it will be a good motivator to kick this fucking habit.
The consolation prize though was I spent the night listening to Takako Minekawa and My Little Airport. TASH I DONT KNOW HOW YOU CANT LIKE MY LITTLE AIRPORT. They were both just sublime, I'm really enjoying MLA's take on american twee-pop. It's like a blend of My Bloody Valentine, Beat Happening, and wonderfully disjointed pop with an Asian twist. And the subject matter of some of the songs is just downright DIRTY. Their titles (when not in chinese) are beautifully long ENGRISHfests. "I don't know how to download AV like Iris does", a song about a girl wanting her friend Iris to share her porn with her because ahem shes "so dry so dry". FUCK YES. And don't get me started on Takako, shes all kinds of neat.
I'm listening to Cibo Matto now, they are neat.
*post walk thoughts*
So the walkin paths are still littered with all the Ike mess. I didn't take the dog too far out or for too long. A: hes ole and gets mighty tired and B: I'm full of food and still sick. It was still a great walk though, wish I took the camera with me there were some pretty neat shots, its a damn shame our camera is pretty assy. Every fucking photo comes out GRAINY. It's going to be quite some time when everything truly gets back to normal around here.
On the way out I noticed this :
It's beyond sweet to see this in my house. Normally because we are usually at each other's throats. But regardless we all still love each other very much. It's these little things that keep me happy here. I love these guys so much. Steph is headed out on a camping trip and we all miss her dearly. Come back safe sis!
I was invited out tonight, I just may go, but I'll know in about 30 because right now I feel godawful.
Ah Alfie, now there is a cool band.