Stars Can't Fight City Lights

2009-07-24T06:34:00.001-07:00

2009-07-13T05:17:00.001-07:00

I will be included with the general population in T-minus 3 days.

Scary.

2009-07-09T02:43:00.000-07:00

I got back from Denny's at about 1:30. I had had dinner with Melissa and crafted the second chapter of the massive saga that we're sending to Max while he's in South Carolina attending basic training. I walked to the mailbox to check and see if the AUX cord I ordered had come in, and had the best trip to the mailbox ever. Waiting for me was the previously mentioned cord from Hong Kong, the vintage Stevie Nicks-style dress from London that I had not expected for another week, and a one page, single sided letter from Max. It opens with, "Oh my God! That letter was so hilarious! It was a hit in my bay. Everyone is asking for more so you need to send more ASAP!" Also, it ends with, "P.S. So who is this new girl, giggidy-goo."

It's really hard making all these great memories this summer without him.

2009-07-08T00:47:00.000-07:00

Also, seeing Michael's daughter Paris speak at his service is probably one of the saddest things I've ever seen.

2009-07-04T04:40:00.000-07:00

I hate being with a group of people and no one is talking about anything except for everyone else in the room.

artartartart

2009-07-01T21:45:00.000-07:00

I'm working on a tentative webcomic script (finally). After trying to figure one out for over a year or so, I think I found my motive. Also! Trying to work on something for the State Press next semester. I'm really excited about this one.

I have been carrying around disposable cameras lately. I feel like while this is obviously more expensive than using a digital camera, I get more excited every time I take a picture because I think about how awesome it's going to look when I finally get it developed. Also, I love having physical pictures around my room.

Also! I got a hollowed-out mannequin torso with a hook that I'm planning on painting and hanging from the wall somewhere. Pretty exciting.

I got a Stevie Nicks style dress off of eBay that I can't wait to receive.

Melissa and I started a tradition in which every Sunday we go to Denny's and write a chapter of an exciting saga that we're sending to Max until he gets home. It's really hard to write to him because we are just talking about all the really exciting things we're doing without him.

Michael Jackson.

Last Sunday Donny invited me to a party. It was jungle-themed, and as soon as I arrived one of the girls who lived there invited me into her bathroom to paint black and gold warpaint on me. Donny wore flowers in his hair and we danced to MJ while wearing leopard and zebra print, throwing streamers around. I'm not sure if we were celebrating him or the birthday of the girl whose name I now can't remember.

rampant cowboy republicanism.

2009-06-21T16:12:00.000-07:00

I'm taking one summer internet class through MCC. It's American National Government. There's about 25 people in my class, and it seems like they all live in Arizona. It's strange being the lone liberal on the message board, as I'm used to being around people that agree with me. But oh wait, this is like real life. My friends and the people I surround myself are a minority in this state. Sometimes I forget.

At my high school graduation party, I told my uncle and my dad's very close work friend Mike that I was majoring in Political Science. They told me that they were very proud of me and that I was going to do good things for the Republican party. I told them that there was no way in hell that I was anywhere near supporting the Republican party. They told me that everything my father worked for was based out of Republican ideals and when they grinned at me in that you-are-so-young-and-don't-know-what-your-talking-about way I started crying. My uncle apologized for making me cry though he admitted he didn't know what was wrong and Mike didn't say anything to me the rest of the night

I just get so thrown aback when I hear someone say Sheriff Joe is doing a good job and not kidding. And then when people agree!

People aren't very smart sometimes.

2009-06-07T23:50:00.000-07:00

Last night Brandan had a Scotch/Whiskey Party, held at his new house. I decided that his house must be made of magic once Todd put an empty cup under the refrigerator's ice dispenser and butterscotch candies came out instead of ice. I honestly didn't believe what I saw the first time so I made him do it again and it was the best thing I've ever seen. Brandan gave me the blanket off of his bed after I passed out in the spare room and he slept with beach towels.

2009-06-06T03:51:00.000-07:00

At some point during the night, I slide open my patio door because I want to smell the world. Sitting on Melissa's roof, I noticed that the westerly moon is emanating mackerel scale clouds across the Arizona night sky. I ask Melissa to tell me where Venus is, because I have been trying to teach her about astronomy. She finds it on her second guess, and also Mercury. It is a perfect 79 degrees outside, and we sip beer. I spent the whole, beautiful evening with a friend I have known forever, a friend I have known for almost forever, and I friend I felt like I've had forever. We run into many other friends, many friends who make me euphoric. We laugh. We dance. We look at art! We talk with interesting people and see people that we do not want to talk to. We people watch. We make fun of scene boys and couples with the exact same haircut. We talk of the art we saw and enjoy each other. Donny and Ryan trade off playing the guitar and making up silly songs. Jesus. Beautiful.

2009-06-01T22:11:00.000-07:00

I got new glasses today for the first time in about 6 years. In the end, it was down to these:And the same in red. Ended up with the black ones.

Also, this is my new guilty pleasure/time-waster.

I am currently looking for a new clutch so I can feel like a grown up. I've already checked etsy and eBay and found a few. Any other ideas?

summer goals.

2009-05-31T15:07:00.000-07:00

I am going to try to better myself this summer. Next semester is still kind of up in the air; I still haven't decided whether I'm going back or not. I'm going to be working doubles 4-5 days a week, so hopefully no matter which path I end up pursuing I'll have enough money to get by. I know if I do end up going back next semester I will NOT be working as much as I have been in the past 3 years. I am intending on finishing up my major in PoliSci, and then a minor in Media and Mass communication, which is the minor equivalent of Journalism.

Bryan is in Serbia until the end of July. That is too far for too long.

I am hopefully going to Seattle to visit Lauren during July.

1.) Keep Shit Clean. I am a compulsive hoarder and I am determined to end this before I become one of those old ladies who lives in a house full of towers of newspapers and magazines who accidentally dies when she is crushed by one and isn't found for weeks. I feel weighed down by all the things I have kept for no reason for years upon years. I am finally going to start getting rid of stuff.
2.) Stop Being Chubby. Melissa and I joined a gym a few months ago and I've been trying to go, but I NEED to start going five times a week, at least. I am only going to eat between 11 a.m. and 8 p.m.
3.) Stop Spending Money on Crap I Don't Need. When I got two jobs, I suddenly had all this money that I hadn't had before, and went shopping far too often. I am only going to spend money on things I need, and only buy stuff at American Apparel if I really, really, REALLY like it. I am only going to eat at a nice place once a week (which also helps with #2).
4.) Work on Art. I have been trying to start a webcomic for I don't know how long. 30 minutes of drawing time a day! I hate that there are still remnants of anime in my style. Also, start an art project (in the works).
5.) Take Care of My Appearance. Just.... try to look presentable. This has been kind of an issue for me.
6.) Learn to Play a New Song. Once every two weeks or so. I want to start covering songs on the violin, so...
7.) Find New Music. Buy a new album once a week.
8.) Reconnect With Old Friends. In the past few years I have pushed pretty much everyone away that was not in my immediate friend circle. I really regret this and want to hang out with them as much as I can.
9.) Blog More! I find this is pretty relieving.

I am also going to try to lose about 15 pounds by the time Bryan gets back. I am at 140 right now. He gets back on July 29th. This starts now!

CMK.

2009-04-28T23:05:00.000-07:00

So I forgot I had this.

Lizard Face

2009-04-28T14:41:00.000-07:00

Sterling: so again

all signs point to you being a tourist foodist

Jessi: there's nothing wrong with that

Sterling: i know

Jessi: but i feel like i remember saying that the fish was really good because it was so fresh, but nothing else on the subject

Sterling: but you have been vehemently denying it to this point

since you are always contrary to any statement i make about you

Jessi: i suppose that's just the way it is

that's the way it's always been, right?

Sterling: indeed

favorite!

2009-04-28T03:45:00.000-07:00

This is my new favorite website.

Just because I got to watch a bunch of guys straighten each other's hair this past Friday.

I made some new paintings! Hopefully there will be posts soon.

2009-04-25T14:17:00.000-07:00

Today is going to be good. My hair is white blonde now and I am going to Melissa's to sit out in the sun with Max in a new swimsuit that I actually look decent in. I am working at Starbucks tonight and everyone is totally going to freak out about my hair.

2009-04-24T03:31:00.000-07:00

...so many different, appealing paths. and yet i choose to take none of them.

this is a test.

2009-04-22T04:48:00.001-07:00

This was a writing exercise I started, but didn't post. I want to now.

God, he is beautiful. I hate to say this, because it sounds incredibly insensitive, but he looks the most astoundingly breathtaking when he is sad. This is because he looks like a piece of Renaissance art, you know, how all the figures are so completely consumed in whatever they're feeling. That's how his face is. You can almost hear everything that is flying through his head; it is plastered across every little detail. He makes time stop. His big, brown eyes break your heart, whatever emotion is behind them.

He is tall. Athletic. He has long, striding legs. He always moves with purpose. And he is gentle, from the soft, pink line of his lips to the way he holds a baseball. It is impossible to picture his hands doing anything violent. They are much like an overgrown child's, and move as such.

Hanging low off his hips is a small pouch of fat that has always looked to me as if it is confused, as though it doesn't know what it's doing there. He has rich, cafe au lait skin that is soft everywhere. When he holds you in uncovered arms, it feels like you are being wrapped in a thick blanket. He smells like clean laundry, always. I suppose he doesn't directly smell like it, but his natural scent reminds you of the home sweet home odor of fresh, laundered cotton. When I talk to him or am around him, it reminds me, cliche as it is, of the feeling I get when I put on the pair of blue jeans I've had since I was 16. Such a feeling of familiarity, of utmost comfort, of relaxation.

He has thick, dark hair that he slicks back. He has been doing this for so long that it does it naturally now. When you see it, you want to have your hands in it, like cool grass in the shade on an Arizona afternoon. He has a strong jawline, strong chin, he is the picture of Greek masculinity. His voice has a drawl I've never been able to place even though he is an Arizona boy. His voice is sweet, gentle, reminds me of his hands; I have always wanted him to read to me while I've drifted off to sleep listening to his John Wayne-raised, modern cowboy speak.

God, is he beautiful.

2009-04-20T16:22:00.000-07:00

I went over to Ryan and Donny's new place after I had repeatedly blown them off; they were having a little housewarming party. Apparently they had invited everyone they knew over, but only Starbucks people showed up. All my favorites! Their apartment/condo is the last one in their row, and the walls are made of brick. Their living room is primarily made up of musical instruments. We had a little jam session and it was fantastic. I played the drums! Donny asked Melissa and I if we could wear white dresses and play with his band sometime. Should be pretty cool.

I am sad about this Friday! There are three fantastic shows going on.
1.) Ladytron and The Faint are playing at the Rialto (my favorite) in Tucson; it's okay that I have to miss this one because I've seen The Faint twice before, but it would still be fun.
2.) Okkervil River is having a free show at ASU. I have yet to see them, despite my roommate inviting me to see them twice in the past year. And both times, the reason I turned her down was because I had no money. Irony!
3.) Keep Your Distance is headlining a debut show at the Phix. Ordinarily, this wouldn't even be considered in my options, but my boyfriend is the guitarist, so... I'm excited!

kyd!

2009-04-13T23:20:00.001-07:00

They're having a show on the 24th at the Phix and I'm pretty excited about it.

zombie jesus day.

2009-04-13T01:36:00.000-07:00

I got up late today and had brunch with my mom at the Village Inn near her house. When I was 17, I dated a boy named Mike who used to frequent this very same Village Inn most weekends. There's a microphone above the podium that's supposed to be used to call in people who are waiting, and when he walked in the restaurant, he used to grab it and say, "ATTENTION VILLAGE INN PATRONS" and start rapping before it was whipped out of his hands. They installed a hook to keep it as close to the ceiling as possible. It's refreshing to see that, four years later, it's still there.

We talked about boys and my sister. It was nice.

I took Brittany to my aunt and uncle's for dinner. I can watch little kids do pretty much nothing for hours and still be highly amused. My second cousins are all the cutest kids on the planet.

I worked at Starbucks tonight and a co-worker lamented that he was highly disappointed that there were no Zombie parties going down.

spontaneity.

2009-04-07T11:23:00.000-07:00

So tonight, I am going to Tucson with people I don't know to see some hardcore bands I've never heard of.

I am pretty stoked.

old friends are the best friends.

2009-04-06T01:46:00.000-07:00

Eric: He just gives off that aura too.

Eric: Like right now if I were talking to him

Eric: he'd be like Shh Shh Stop typing fuck, Trying to tell you about my life from day 1

Eric: What you've already heard about it?

Eric: I'm telling you anyway

Eric: No you can't log off!

Eric: You need to hear this.

I love that Eric can still make me laugh with pretty much the same jokes he made 9 years ago.

2009-04-05T01:51:00.000-07:00

A woman came through the drive-thru today with two little girls in the backseat. They were both wearing plastic tiaras and pink fairy wings. I asked them if they were fairy princesses. Their mother said they thought they were. I said I still think I am. The little girls laughed.

I totally still am. Seriously!

social status.

2009-04-04T20:29:00.000-07:00

When I go out to First Friday, I usually go with one or two friends. As we work our way down and about Roosevelt, we slowly pick up friends along the journey, until we have a full-fledged caravan. This, to the friend(s) I go with, makes me look extremely popular. This is not the case! It's just that all my friends and everyone I know always go down to First Friday.

Without fail, whenever we are leaving, whoever I go with always says, "Man, you know everyone." Nope, just went to art school.

2009-04-03T15:15:00.003-07:00

Last night I dreamed I was in some type of organic food grocery store and was determined to find strawberry rhubarb cookies. I can't decide if this would be delicious or not.

It is beautiful outside. I'm sitting on the couch with the windows open listening to the kids play. Go outside!

ben folds.

2009-04-02T11:14:00.000-07:00

You Don't Know Me (YouTube won't let me embed this one).

Tim and Eric are always kind of hit or miss with me. I loved Tom Goes to the Mayor and Awesome Show, Great Job is 50/50. This one would have already been a hit, but Ben Folds' face the whole video just makes it that much better. Also, Regina Spektor!

Brittany announced the leaked, tentative lineup for Lollapalooza last night and I might just explode.

2009-04-01T22:58:00.000-07:00

"He first noticed Rahel in the school library and then again, a few days later in Khan Market. She was in jeans and a white T-shirt. Part of an old patchwork bedspread was buttoned around her neck and trailed behind her like a cape. Her wild hair was tied back to look straight, thought it wasn't. A tiny diamond gleamed in one nostril. She had absurdly beautiful collarbones and a nice athletic run.
"There goes a jazz tune, Larry McCaslin thought to himself, and followed her into a bookshop, where neither of them looked at books.
"Rahel drifted into marriage like a passenger drifts towards an unoccupied chair in an airport lounge. With a Sitting Down sense."

-Arundhati Roy

Thanks, Zach. This book is beautiful.

dreams?

2009-03-31T11:32:00.001-07:00

I had a bunch of very vivid dreams two nights ago, but one of the only things I can remember from them (besides how intense they were) is that throughout them, I had Batman symbols tattooed underneath my collarbones. I can't decide if this is totally awesome or ridiculously lame.

nostalgia.

2009-03-31T02:13:00.000-07:00

I have a friend from high school that is a music major at ASU. I have probably seen him about five times on campus in the past year, but I think we have had a full conversation once out of these five times. Every other time we have just yelled each other's full names at each other.

Today I was sitting on a bench trying not to have a panic attack and reading and eating grapes and he walked by with his friends, yelling, "JESSIDIBARTOLOMEO" and I couldn't help but laugh and call out, "CHRISTOPHERM.KELLEY" after him.

Max and I were quoting and singing theme songs to '90's era Nickelodeon cartoons tonight and it was pretty exciting.

Possessing these would make me insanely happy right now:

My cousins and I would always argue over who would get to be the Yellow Ranger when we were little. I always won (because I cried).
Ah ee ooh, Killer Tofu. Ooh ee ooh, Killer Tofuuuuu!

Weston and I once talked about starting a Beets cover band. I don't know why we didn't do this but I think I should get right on it.

haircuts.

2009-03-27T12:41:00.000-07:00

Within the last year, my guyfriends have somehow simultaneously got it in their heads that I can cut hair. I've been giving trims to pretty much all of them, and last night it was Bryan's turn. But this time, he wanted a full haircut instead of a nape and sideburns trim. It took about an hour because I was being extra careful. We talked about growing up and enjoyed the silence together.

Around 2, we went to bed. These kids parked behind his apartment, opened all their car doors, and started blasting music. I was half-asleep when Bryan started complaining about it out loud, and when I joined him at the window, glaring outside, I separated the blinds to see two ghosts waltzing around the parking lot next to a Jeep. After about half an hour, Bryan pulled open the window to tell them it might be time to wrap it up.

Tonight Brittany and I are having a birthday party for Josselyn at our apartment. I am not ready for it. I asked for the day off but they scheduled me any way (what else is new). I have an exam due in one of my internet classes that I am trying to get done. The apartment isn't clean yet and this is because Bryan wouldn't let me leave last night. Or early this morning. He did give me a vacuum, though.

the 90's is back, and with a vengeance.

2009-03-25T02:45:00.001-07:00

Oh my gosh we just got these new fine jersey scarves at American Apparel that have piano keys on them! I'm buying them for everyone I know.

Also, harem pants?! Really?! They've been in style for a little over a month now, but I still can't get over them. A girl came into our store today and said she had been looking everywhere for the perfect pair. After trying them on, she said, "You know, I like them, but I just wish the crotch was a little lower." I told her that I don't think I've ever heard anyone say that, or ever will hear it again.

At American Apparel.
On the runway, from Vogue (so you know it's legit!)

on growing up and important artifacts.

2009-03-24T01:21:00.000-07:00

I had lunch with a friend I haven't seen in about a year on Sunday. We were both really close our senior years of high school, and both concluded that if not for each other and working at Starbucks at Tatum and Bell, the year would have been unbearable. It was already one of the worst years of my life, and I can't imagine that I would have made it through if not for some of those experiences.

She is getting married in October, and the whole two hours we were there I was having a fierce internal debate over whether she was giving up everything she believed in while we were close, or if she was finally growing up. For what's it's worth, I have never seen her so happy and healthy.

I am incredibly tan. This is fantastic, as I would like to return to the golden brown I was when I was little and spent all my time in the sun, instead of the nerdy, pale color I have acquired. I spent about five hours outside on Saturday at the Renaissance Festival running into pretty much everyone from high school. I ran into an ex-boyfriend. Out of all my exes, I still talk to/would want to talk to very few of them. He is one I would like to have a friendship with. There were many nights where we would be laughing so hard we were crying for hours. Literally, hours!

This doesn't really bother me, but it seems like all of my friends are in serious committed relationships. They are all making big decisions about the next steps of their lives. It just makes me wonder if I am actually taking the right path by doing what I'm doing. I try to think about what impact my decisions would make on my future, but I also am very opportunistic. I justify things by telling myself that I am only going to be young once, and must make the most of it. I obviously don't want to be like this my whole life, but I can feel myself already yearning for days past.

In the meantime, I am excited for this movie:
Important Artifacts and Personal Property From the Collection of Lenore Doolan and Harold Morris, Including Books, Street Fashion and Jewelry.

I have never really liked Brad Pitt, but have recently fallen in love with him after seeing Benjamin Button (although I think it might have been because of his soft, Southern drawl he utilizes oh-so-well). And Natalie Portman? Obviously, she can do no wrong (ignoring Star Wars III... which wasn't really her fault anyway). The premise sounds beautiful, hopefully I can pick up a copy of the book this week.

2009-03-21T06:23:00.001-07:00

Insomniamaniacal again. Messed around with the layout of this ol' place so I like it a little more. Obviously, I am having sidebar issues, but I'm going to the Renaissance Festival tomorrow and would like to be at least mildly functional, so I am going to sleep.

I had a ridiculously unproductive day today, but it was nice.

It is exciting to see that 1960's Native American-inspired fashion is back in style.

In the meantime:

2009-03-06T02:09:00.000-08:00

Everyone I know is so deeply lonely. Why is that?

2008-12-16T04:27:00.000-08:00

I think my life would be more interesting if I got kicked out of places for legitimate reasons like starting mosh pits and disrupting arrests and fighting instead of sipping on a vodka and tonic in the bathroom and being 20.

You're my hero, Brittany.

2008-12-05T16:07:00.000-08:00

A girl sits down next to me on the bus. She is small, has braces, and hasn't brushed her hair today. She is wearing a large, green flannel shirt. Under her arms there is a 3-ring binder, covered with ripped drawings and photographs taped to it, along with the occasional wisp of paint. She has a few canvases with her. Her hands are covered in streaks of black paint, and her fingernails have chipped black nail polish on them. Her nose is pierced.

The boy sitting across from us, who I have seen many times on this bus before, asks her what one of her paintings is. She tells him. I ask her if she goes to NSA.

"How did you know?!"

fall.

2008-11-25T11:02:00.000-08:00

One of my favorite things about this time of the year is that Phoenicians get so excited about it. When it's overcast out, people cannot wait to bring out their jackets and boots and scarves and walk around outside and tell everyone they start talking to how nice it is.

bikes!

2008-11-21T14:18:00.000-08:00

I am so tired tired tired. I am always so tired tired tired. Obviously the fact that I've never kept a regular sleep schedule probably plays a part in this. I think I may need to start exercising more. Which is why I need to get my bikes in shape.

My mom got me a bike for my 18th birthday that I used to ride to school all of last year. Unfortunately, the tire came off the rim and I still have not gotten it fixed yet. It's a fairly heavy cruiser, AND IT IS SWEET. It's a black and red Felt named Rufus. This past Saturday I found an old bike that's super light and has this nice, antiquated brown paint job at a garage sale. It was only $30, so how could I not? The only thing I have to fix is the same issue that Rufus has, and that won't be too hard.

So I'm becoming a crazy bike lady. And I have no reason now to not get at least some physical activity.

gross.

2008-11-18T02:39:00.000-08:00

I don't know why it is so hard for some people to understand why I don't shave my legs. I don't want to alter my appearance for other people, and that's it. Last night, Bryan mentioned my piercings to counter my argument, but I do those for myself. The intention behind getting my nose pierced wasn't, "oh boy oh boy I sure do hope people think I'll look super hott with these sweet nose rings and that boys will totally want to bang me." It was, "I want my nose pierced."

It's my own personal rebellion against the standards of "beauty." I don't want to adhere to some stupid standard that everyone else has forced everyone else into. Why is being natural gross?

sigh

2008-11-18T00:40:00.000-08:00

Get back to work, you.

top ten of 11/10-16

2008-11-16T15:45:00.000-08:00

1. Monday - Coffee with Melissa; talking about future careers.
2. Tuesday - Having lunch with my mom, her finally standing up against Emily's bullshit.
3. Tuesday - Ben Folds putting Altoid tins in his piano (so the hammers would hit them and reverberate against the strings, making awesome toy piano sounds) and explaining how he learned this in post-graduate composition course in his first semester of college. He forged his adviser's signature so he could take whatever he wanted.
4. Thursday - A subject I ran had the first name McChrista. Really? Who does that.
5. Thursday - Sterling trying to convince Brittany to eat hamburgers.
6. Friday - Melissa and I had GIRLS NIGHT. I dyed her hair and she showed me how to do dark eye makeup.
7. Friday - Todd ripping off the microwave door handle because he didn't realize there was a button-release. After Jay fixed it, he proceeded to do the exact same thing again.
8. - Saturday - Melissa and I going to our first rehearsal for The Vagina Monologues and being way too hung over to function. The rehearsal was mainly coming up with slang terms for vaginas. Awesome.
9. Saturday - Bryan said something rude to me when I went to pick up food, so after he got off he came to the store and looked sadly through the windows. He waited outside for me to get off, apologized, and then invited me to come over.
10. Sunday - Two little boys came into the store with their mom dressed in full tuxedos. They were dressed up to go see the new James Bond movie.

(Honorable mention: During the Holiday meeting on Saturday, no one failed to notice Max, sitting in the front, carefully folding a perfect paper airplane that he eventually sent sailing through the air into Melissa's face. We didn't stop laughing for over five minutes.)

2008-11-12T20:11:00.000-08:00

Music Video of Right Now:

Obligatory Political Post

2008-11-12T19:47:00.000-08:00

Man, sorry. I've been busy.

That might just be a cop-out.

Anywho, it's been good here. We finally have someone in office that I can give my unyielding support and hope to, and I never thought I would see that in my lifetime. Barry-O came to ASU way back when, right after the primaries had barely started. I decided to see him because I had never seen a presidential candidate before, and wanted to start doing my research as soon as possible. Probably after the first 15 minutes, I had begun telling myself not to fall in love so quickly; it was so early and I still didn't know all the other candidates' views. And yet, I knew that he was going to be my boy, my candidate. And look where I am now! So full of hope and actually excited about the future. It's been a fantastic cycle.

And John McCain! Man on man. 8 years ago (yes, when I was 12, leave me alone) I had said that he would be the only Republican candidate I could ever possibly vote for. But he was so insane this year. I don't even want to get into it. And the only trace I could find of 2000 John McCain was in his concession speech, and by then it was obviously too late. I'm still a little frustrated that he didn't win the Republican ticket in 2000, because I think he would have handled 9/11 fantastically (possibly even better than Al Gore might have).

It was great watching history being made, but I'm glad this is over. Now I'm even more excited to watch Barack Obama kick some serious Bush Administration ass. He's already started and he isn't even officially president!

2008-10-07T13:06:00.000-07:00

I am wearing all American Apparel today. I don't know how I feel about that.

Finally, Friday.

2008-10-03T18:47:00.000-07:00

Over the summer I could not wait for school to start. I am glad it's here but jeez, time is flying. There's no way it's already October.
Anywho, today has been good. Max turned 21 today, so a bunch of Starbucks people went out to Cafe Wasabi. They didn't card me, so I had my first sake bomber. It wasn't too bad, I actually enjoy the taste of sake. The bad part is I unintentionally got a little tipsy. I had to run experiments today, so that was definitely a new experience.
I'm going to First Friday tonight. It has gotten significantly shittier since the City of Phoenix decided to enforce vendor licenses (because the only people who can afford vendor licenses are people in their 50's selling dog sweaters), but last month was pretty good and there was a huge turnout, so hopefully tonight will be good. The weather was fantastic today, so I'm sure there will be a million people tonight. I'm going with my friend John Micheal, who I met in Chicago. I've been kind of sketch with him, so I'm hoping I can make it up to him.

I am excited for the weekend. I love being busy.

Post number one.

2008-09-26T16:38:00.000-07:00

I've been toying around with the idea of starting a new blog for a while now. All through high school I did that livejournal bullshit, and looking back I think it was pretty good for me and my memory. I stopped once I got into college, but I've been itching to keep a journal again, and in what better way than to start a blog? So, I guess, here I am.