Friday, September 30, 2005

the system is down. the system is down.

techno, japanese cartoon, and trogdor the burninator.

also remember:
Transitive Butt Property:
stupid (butt) > stupid (head)
gives a whole new meaning to the expression "smartass."

Thursday, September 29, 2005

it's not very interesting...




books.

meow.



buffy quote.

Tuesday, September 27, 2005

in this state i shall not remain

tonight, i'm obsessed with marjorie fair's "empty room."

I don't want to go, but if I die young
Fill my empty room with the sun
Fill my empty room with the sun

sampler. myspace.

Sunday, September 25, 2005

"blog.. i am your father"

let's preface this with a sidenote (for your enlightenment and for my general amusement): rob is my awesometastic lil bro (no, we aren't related). i met him 4 years ago and he didn't even remember meeting me. but i felt bad for him (i mean the poor kid is australian. that's like. so sad. jay slash kay. so i took him under my wing and taught him all he needed to know. now, he can fly on his own.. like a butterfly...). he, like other asians, has a xanga.

rob is also well-known for his many talents. he played high school football. he's an enginerd (aka smarter than you). he plays the keyboard, piano, drums, geetar, and taiko (japanese drums). for a small fee, he will teach you how to DJ + spin the ones and twos. he doesn't sing on command unless severly/slightly intoxicated. he's pretty funny. and he speaks australian!! (that is totally a foreign language to me. must learn how to speak it. no, i'm not retarded. it's called sarcasm.) if anyone wants to date him.. contact me. i'll give you all the stalker 411.

rob (11:58:14 PM): hey its an important life decision [re: starting a blog]
me (12:01:54 AM): yes, like deciding to get pregnant
rob (12:05:53 AM): i never thought i'd ever see or hear "blog" and "pregnant" in the same conversation
me (12:06:05 AM): hahaha
me (12:06:13 AM): my blog is pregnant and you are the father!!!
me (12:06:20 AM): "blog.. i am your father"
me (12:06:23 AM): "NOOOO"
rob (12:08:39 AM): you know i don't usually do this...
rob (12:08:45 AM): but i'm gonna put that on my profile
me (12:11:07 AM): okay i now realize that what i said was funnier than i thought
rob (12:11:29 AM): yeah i seriously LOL'ed on that one
rob (12:11:32 AM): seriously.
me (12:11:41 AM): oh god..
me (12:11:43 AM): i think i'm dying
me (12:11:50 AM): AHSKHDHGLH
me (12:11:56 AM): i mean literally
me (12:12:05 AM): i'm trying to imagine an IMPREGNATED BLOG
rob (12:12:13 AM): what would the kids look like?
me (12:12:14 AM): i might need to start one called that too
me (12:12:31 AM): i have.. no idea.
rob (12:12:49 AM): if they look anything like me im gonna be pissed
rob (12:13:24 AM): if you do start your impregnated blog, you need to put this convo on it

i want a boy who's so drunk he doesn't talk

The Glass House, Pomona
Friday, Oct 21 Copeland, Daphne Loves Derby, Melee, The Spill Canvas, plus Special Guests
6:00 PM $20.00 Tickets Onsale This Sunday, Sep 25 10:00AM

it's confirmed on the copeland and the spill canvas sites..
special guest: the one person more emo than mao (i know. how is it possible, but. you know. britney had a baby. weird things are possible) BRIGHT EYES

um. yea. and i must confess-- i bought the tickets first before posting. then again, ap.net has had it up for awhile.. and their readership is like, five hundred gazillion.

Saturday, September 24, 2005

welcome to the tragic kingdom

a perfectly emo answer to an appropriately emo blogger profile question:
"When your science teacher smashed a frozen rose with a hammer, did you warm the petals to bring them back to life?
no. i cried because it was so tragic."

Friday, September 23, 2005

Wednesday, September 21, 2005

if i was a ghost, i would visit your house

so. here it is. my foray into sharing my emo-tastic-isity with the rest of the e-world. given my fickle nature, this blog could include, but is not limited to: becoming a full on rant blog (which would be pretty emo).. or i could post pictures i take with my crappy $100 digital camera-- probably a lot of emo ones that show me looking off into the distance and/or looking pissed (but hopefully not). i may also whine excessively about things i can't change, like "why are all the good ones gay?" i try avoid writing too much because the world can't handle that much emo. and if you can't handle it.. please shut up and suck it up (though you could probably say the same to me.. scratch that). please understand that i'm a nutcase and you really don't need to read my words.

since i've pretty much killed the emao emo word in the last paragraph.. i will leave you with a quote from cordelia and buffy:

Cordelia: Hey! You think I'm never lonely because I'm so cute and popular? I can be surrounded by people and be completely alone. It's not like any of them really know me. I don't even know if they like me half the time. People just want to be in a popular zone. Sometimes when I talk, everyone's so busy agreeing with me, they don't hear a word I say.

Buffy: Well, if you feel so alone, then why do you work so hard at being popular?

Cordelia: Well, it beats being alone all by yourself.

ps. please make a large mental sticky note that says that while i do enjoy emo.. i'm mocking it. please. i'm not seriously emo. only sometimes.