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Got New Dreams [Aug. 28th, 2012|10:27 am]
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In Praise of Amoral Phenomena [Jul. 3rd, 2012|08:03 am]
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[Current Music |Lungfish]

Moving is totally the pits. Definitely one of those times I wish I did things the right way and had a car or felt the need to rent a truck or something. The place where I'm housesitting is all of seven blocks away, though, and so I felt like I could do it just with the help of friends. We'll see how that treats me.


The anniversary of my father's death was two weeks ago. I didn't post at the time because I didn't really have too much time in front of the computer. That's kind of a theme, of late. Also, check this out: that Thursday was my friend's memorial. Friday was the anniversary. And on Saturday I found out another friend died. What the hell, right? So glad June is over.


That Friday was also J's birthday. Things on that front are going splendidly. Like, scarily so. I told her the other night about how I don't know how to deal sometimes cause this feels so awesome and almost ideal. She agreed. Life is weird.


It's eight in the morning and I've been up for two hours cleaning. I still have about a box's worth of stuff to pack up. A friend and minivan should be here around noon. I got three or so hours of terrible sleep and tonight is a show and camping. We'll see if I make it or not.
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Phrases I never thought I'd say [May. 30th, 2012|09:14 am]
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"June is going to be awesome and I'm getting started early."

I guess I really do have that PMA.

* Still hanging out with the same person and feeling totally blissed out but grounded
* Moving in July
* Staying posi
* Bike rides, metal shows, cooking projects, activism
* Just got two New Bad Things 7"s that I didn't have before
* Three photo shows coming up
* Tattoo?!

Yo, life ain't half bad sometimes.
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"sun melts everything down, and the hills are reduced to nothing" [May. 21st, 2012|12:00 pm]
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(no subject) [May. 6th, 2012|06:22 pm]
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[Current Music |Bouncing Souls]


When I'm feeling really antsy, one of the best things I can do for myself is grab my camera and bike and go take pictures somewhere. Just focusing on angles and light and everything else usually makes me forget whatever it is that's bothering me. Realizing that I'm getting great pictures also helps a lot.
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IMGP5049 [Mar. 24th, 2012|05:10 pm]
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Read between the lines

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Life... But How to Live It? [Mar. 10th, 2012|07:33 pm]
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So I survived Florida. Philly has been pretty decent to me since I got back about a week ago. I had the realization that I still don't know how to deal with crushes, which makes me feel eternally 15. Otherwise, life is alright. Today has been all about researching music. It started off with the idea of playing a weird mix of alt country and noisy, droney stuff on my radio show tomorrow night and has since morphed into ... well, it's a bit out of control, though not in a bad way.

I dropped by the bar late last night and ended up in a really solid discussion with somebody who I've never much talked to before except in passing. When I'm in a shittier mental/emotional space, I feel like that's most of my social circle. When I'm not, I feel elated to connect with another person who I've known for years but am not particularly close with at all. I know a lot of people. That is a topic for another post.

But we talked for a long time, just shooting the shit and telling stories and talking about traveling and people and all sorts of things. She told me that she's buying a house soon and is going to need people to live in it and maybe one of those people could be me. I almost jumped up and down with giddiness. I'm still stuck at my old place. Honestly, it's not that bad. My room is huge, my rent is cheap, the location is pretty good. My only (oft repeated, by now) beef is that it's a completely anti-social house. I just haven't moved out cause my room is huge, the rent is cheap, and the location is pretty good.

The whole situation is annoying and makes me feel like a bit of a failure. That's probably also a topic for another post. Or not, cause I feel like I've talked about that enough. I hope that I can stop worrying about this in the near future because I'm obnoxiously sick of obsessing over it.

Story of my fucking life, eh? Weird awkward obsessions and the world not making sense. Quick, somebody teach me how to play the guitar! I'll make millions!


For the tl;dr crowd, here's my life in a paragraph:

I have thousands of records and a broken turntable. Unpublished interviews with Alec Empire and Amanda Palmer, amongst others. One paper to hand in for my degree and no real energy to work on it. I don't need discipline as much as a Ritalin prescription. Or maybe it's the other way around?
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Livejournal is for whining [Feb. 17th, 2012|07:16 am]
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It's seven in the morning and I'm listening to The Promise Ring and feeling sorry for myself. I guess it could be worse: I could be listening to Bauhaus or The Cure or something. Or I could be 15. That would totally be the worst.

Being 32 and feeling this way is not that much better.

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(no subject) [Jan. 10th, 2012|02:37 am]
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[Current Location |tha 215]
[Current Music |the hum of the fan and the clicking of keys]

I'm in a medical study and so far I haven't gone crazy. I'm pretty okay with that. Last time I was in here I had three friends with me and it was actually not that bad. I've been doing these things for so long now that you'd think I'd be used to it. But I'm not, which is honestly probably a good thing. I'd be worried if I could get used to this sort of environment.

I don't really have much to report back about. I was contemplating a two week trip out to SF with a foray down the coast to meet Rachel in San Diego (SD?) but I don't see that happening. I think it's because I'm trying to move out of my house and anyway I'm just feeling so overwhelmed with life that skipping town shouldn't be my path. I'd like to think that it's because I'm getting mature in my old age but I really don't have that much faith in getting things done. Leaving for most of February, however, won't help that at all.

At the same time, I really haven't gotten much done during the past week. I always have these grandiose plans for when I'm in studies, that I'm going to finish up long-abandoned projects or read a dozen books. Really all I end up doing is watching as much Law and Order as possible and trying to ignore all the bros. And there's a lot of bros.
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(no subject) [Dec. 29th, 2011|01:03 am]
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Been kinda quiet. Not because I don't care, just because I don't feel like sharing. I've been putting thoughts in image form on Tumblr but I don't think that counts. I'm back in Seattle until Friday and next week I start a ten day medical study. I'm sure you'll hear from me more then, since I'll be bored out of my mind and in front of the computer the entire time.

I had some pictures up in a gallery. I think I mentioned that. It went swimmingly terrible. I didn't sell any of the larger prints, much less the 8x12s. That's okay because at the most recent Punk Rock Flea Market I managed to unload a dozen of the smaller prints and one of the big ones. I'm going to shop myself around a bit more and see if I can find a gallery that better suits my work. Which is to say, a place that not only digs pictures of dead animals and abandoned buildings and punk shows but also attracts an audience who feels the same.

I can't complain about everything that happened with that, honestly. It was a learning experience and I couldn't have picked a better group of people to deal with for my first time showing in a place that isn't, you know, my friend's coffee shop.

Here's a picture I took a couple weeks ago in Boston. Neato!

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