Tuesday, September 29, 2009

recurring dream(?)
in a shopping mall with movie theaters
bad movies playing always (involving dinosaurs or a non-alec baldwin),
many floors, escalators.
there was also a house,
big,
suburban,
scary,
with many secret passage ways.
there were also bowls passed
between myself and rachel hall and david kelly
before class and to my surprise, they taught awesome

Friday, September 25, 2009

http://www.guardian.co.uk/music/2009/jul/29/get-up-kids-emo

had some very lucid dreams last night.
omniscient but not objective.
people reacted to my face
when i got close they made funny expressions

some things that didn't actually happen happened
kanye west's 808s and heartbreaks existed without autotune
and the rest of his work existed without samples


the get up kids apologize for inventing emo

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

had a dream last night:

we got a new stove in the kitchen, it was pretty nice
found a secret room in my room
there were lots of electronic devices in it
like an ipod deck, an xbox 360, a ps2, two + tvs, a computer.
attached to the secret room was a room completely enclosed by glass.
the windows were pretty to look out of and the floor was hardwood.
i dreamt that two friends tried to smash the windows
i was afraid the windows would break
once they did break, i felt a weird relief
then i went to class in the dream

Thursday, September 17, 2009

i felt severely depressed for 7.1 hours
then elliot smith's complete discography came to an end
and i felt the same way as i did after requiem for a dream or mulholland drive
or on most friday afternoons
with an acute sense of vacuity and existential detachment

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

a few minutes before class i made a peanut butter sandwich
in class, i sat behind an attractive girl
i was very self conscious because
i smelled like peanut butter
i looked at my hands
but couldn't find the peanut butter
i think perhaps its stuck to my ass or back
did i sit on a giant glob of peanut butter
thats now on my ass or back?
i wish a dog would come lick the peanut butter from my back
a german shepard in long sloppy laps
against my shirt or pants
because then the dog
would make funny efforts to eat the peanut butter
from the roof of its mouth and i'd have no more peanut butter on my back.
but i also hope that the attractive girl in front of me likes german shepards and peanut butter.

for my (cynical) friends(s)

CANCER [June 21–July 22] These days, your gods can kick the butts of everyone else's gods. Likewise, your lawyers and agents and sidekicks can most likely outwit and out-wrestle everyone else's. But note that if you try to work alone, you will not be able to kick other people's butts, let alone the butts of their gods, lawyers, agents, and sidekicks. The skills of your allies will be indispensable. The way I see it, your test in the coming days will be to overcome any tendency you might have to indulge in pathological levels of self-sufficiency as you cultivate a greater capacity to ask for and receive help.

everything is a game
the instructions are
to walk away, to sit down (or kneel),
or to stand up

keep friends (and rivals) close
but please: keep enemies away

and still the old lesson
not to love (and trust) anyone completely
because
when it ends
its without mercy

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

the people in the room next to me
have way more sex than me
i wonder if they will read this
if they do read this i wonder if they will care
if they do care i wonder if they will be flattered or offended
if they are offended i wonder if they will do anything that will end with me taking this post down
if they are flattered i wonder if they will ask me to blog more about them having way more sex than me.