Month: September 2002

p>White Chocolate Mocha is the best drink in the whole world. Don’t argue (don’t argue)! Don’t argue (don’t argue)! Funny things I’ve experienced so far today: Condolezza Rice lip syncing to a male opera singer NBC screwing up their overlay display while listing victims of WTC 1, putting them out of order The San Francisco… Continue reading Patriot-fest

Whenever you don’t feel like blogging, read someone else’s blog. I don’t care if it gets you inspired, competetive, or teaches you enough English to write a complete sentence, but if you’re ever at a loss for words, that’s what you do. I made copies of my DDR flyer at Kinko’s. Kinko’s has a new… Continue reading I reached back like a pimp and I slapped the ho

Here’s my little composition for the day. It’s a small MP3 that I made with NoteWorthy Composer, MIDIG, Hammerhead, and GoldWave, as proof that Sketchee knows damn well what he’s talking about when it comes to software. You happy yet? I feel so much pity for my real-life self. There’s got to be a name… Continue reading Mind dump

No…! Must… not get artsy… with titles…! So yeah, that’s all like the second line from “Come With Us” by the Chemical Brothers, which, after much reciting of the first line by James, I have come to know and love. I played that, along with “Boards of Canada – Aquarius” (ORANGE!) for 80’s Boy and… Continue reading Leave your Earth behind

Here it is by request. It’s baaaad but I made it the morning before it was due. Many successful people have had profound influences on my life. They have given me aspirations to become a master musician, a talented cartoonist, or a hardworking programmer. The most influential celebrity that I’ve ever met, though, is Jim… Continue reading Really bad practice college essay

My dad brought me to Yoga today at Gold’s Gym. I tried it. I probably got a bad first impression of it, but I don’t think it’s for me. Although it’s probably just that my muscles aren’t experienced and I haven’t practiced my breathing much, I don’t find it at all relaxing and my bones… Continue reading Sigh… or not

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No more being mysteriously poetic anymore. Every topic of this blog for a while has been subtly replying to Hannah. Simply put, we’ve expressed mutual feelings for one another, and it seems that these feelings have existed for a while. I don’t know if there’s much else to say. I don’t really think that it… Continue reading It was all for Hannah.

MILES. VID. HAIR. Today was a good day. I spent four freaking hours at deLoux Cosmetology, a beauty college in which people go to college to learn about beauty. And they do really cheap hair-related stuff, because if they screw up there’s no liability, and their grade depends on it. I came in asking for… Continue reading Wait a tick, he doesn't WHAT?