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(no subject) [Feb. 8th, 2003|02:20 am]
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So yeah.. remember that whole thing about how a big change was coming?

Well.. the change entails a change in internet identity as well.. or something like that.

So if you want to know, you're gonna have to add my NEW journal.. use_responsibly. I'm not forcing anyone to add me, but blinkboi will be deleted very, very soon. There are no hard feelings to anyone who does not wish to continue reading about my miniscule existance.

Those of you that add me, I will gladly add back.

I also changed my AIM screen name to: use responsibly. Feel free to chat me up on there, as well. xx BLiNK BOi xx will no longer be in existance once blinkboi is deleted.
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(no subject) [Feb. 5th, 2003|10:32 pm]
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[mood |worriedworried]
[music |i wonder - lasgo]


Huge fucking change in the life of Dan Murphy.

More to come on that later.
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(no subject) [Feb. 5th, 2003|10:14 am]
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[mood |crankycranky]
[music |Love Is - Vanessa Williams and Brian McKnight]

Friday evening scottiboi and I went to Lennox and purchased tickets for "Final Destination 2." We had some time before the movie, so we went to SBX so I could get a book that I needed for my Comparative Studies class. Dostoyevsky's "Notes From Underground." I'm supposed to have the first part read my class today. I haven't started it yet. After the bookstore, we headed to the other side of town to see what Polaris Fashion Place had to offer us. As it turns out, they didnt' have much to offer. Everyone's Spring lines are pretty much sucking. With the exception of American Eagle, who is once again making me wish I were a rich, rich boy. They have got some really cute stuff up in there. Before we left we stopped at Suncoast and I finally got "Playing By Heart" on DVD. I've been looking everywhere for it, but nowhere seemed to have it in stock. I also got "Showgirls," quite possibly the best movie ever made. They were having some special thing going on, so I got both DVDs for $20. I was excited. We made our way back to the movie theater just in time to grab some good seats. "Final Destination 2" was a good movie. Fulfilled my expectations set forth by the first. I was a little upset that they took the easy way out by killing off Devon Sawa's character so easily. Something makes me think that he wouldn't have gone so easily. Ehh.. After the movie we went to Coffee Table and read some newspapers. I think we're going to the Single and Bitter party at Union this weekend. If Scott doesn't go home.

I worked lunch on Saturday. Nothing too exciting. When I got home, my mom and I went shopping for new work clothes. The ones I had were looking to end their miserable days. Two new pair of pants and a shirt later, I called Scott and we finalized plans for the Gallery Hop. I got ready while Scott drove down to meet me at my house. James, a kid I have been talking to for a few, told me to come pick a friend and him up so they could come with. I was a bit apprehensive about bringing a 15-year-old to the Gallery Hop with Scott and I, so I told him I would talk to Scott about it first. Scott arrived and said he didn't care if the kids came with. So, I got directions and we were on our way. He lives in the middle of fucking nowhere. We dove for at least a half-an-hour looking for his house. Scott had already met him with strangekindaboy earlier this year, or so I hear. Scott told me I wouldn't like the kid, that he was annoying. Scott was semi-right. I dunno. I think it's just because he's 15. Who knows. We picked James and his friend up and then we were on our way. Gallery Hopped it for a bit, decided it was time to take the kids home, and then go to Scott's to get our drink on. We took them home, said our good-byes and headed up to Scott's. Ben called while we were there, so we decided to take some booze over to him in celebration of the evening. We got there, drank a bit, and then decided to meet up with Ben, his roommate and Nick at Axis. We got there, made our own parking spot, and headed inside. There were a lot of people there, but the club had a really sucky atmosphere. There were tons of old folks up in the joint. And they were all pushy and bossy. It sucked. I wasn't really feeling up to dancing around and such. Scott said he didn't have all that great of a time, either. We did see our friend Bryan who moved to California earlier this year. That was fun. The club closed, we made our way home. All in all, it wasn't that bad of an evening.

Sunday I worked, yet again. Came home. Some stuff went down between gayto_fabulous and myself. Nothing bad. Just.. I dunno.. Now I feel strange even mentioning it. I guess if you're interested in knowing what happened you can instant message me for full details. It's not all that stupendous or exciting. But all the same.. yeah.

Monday was more school. Nothing too important or exciting. The weater was actually looking up for a minute there. I didn't run to class for fear of being frostbitten.

Tuesday was more work. And "American Idol." And lots of homework.

I was going to go to my Linguistics class this morning. But I didn't finish the homework. And I still have reading for Comparative Studies to do. So I'm just gonna turn the homework in later and go to English at 1:30. No harm, no foul. It's Wednesday. I think jadeju1ia and I are going to Wall Street tonight. wisdombus might tag along. But she's been awfully shady these past few weeks, so anything could happen there.

This entry sucked. As Randy would say, "It just didn't do anything for me."
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They call them the chat-menz... [Jan. 31st, 2003|12:03 am]
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[mood |crankycranky]
[music |Can't Lick You Outta My Bed - Kylie Minogue vs. Ludacris]

Monday it was back to school. My Linguistics professor decided to keep us in class until the final minutes, so I was running across campus, trying to make it to my English midterm on time. I made it just as the professor was passing out the exam booklets. I have a really bad feeling about the test. I don't think I did very well. I studied, but not as hard as I could have. And the running across campus, freaking out about missing the exam, didn't help, either. I turned in my Comparative Studies essays and read some poetry in there. Much thanks go out to shawnly, jadeju1ia and borednclueless for all their input and help on Sunday night when I was writing, writing, writing my little heart out on those essays.
Tuesday was nothing but work, work, work. When I got home that evening, I was talking to Julie when kickassartkid called me and told me that he wanted us to come over and watch "Lovely and Amazing." I had too much homework to do, and Julie's project wasn't going very well, so we reorganized the plans for Wednesday evening, with a little "American Idol" party.
Wednesday was school again. I didn't go to my Comparative Studies class. I just wasn't feeling it. I'm not sure if I should e-mail the professor with some bullshit excuse of just take the dock in my grades for the overall attendance portion. I suppose I'll just have to wait and see how I'm feeling. I went to Kroger to deposit my check in the ATM machine. I locked my keys in my car, so I stood in the cold next to my car for a half-an-hour waiting for my mom to run to the KIA dealership so they could make me another key. I was cold. And sad. But now I have an extra key that I will never lose, so I shall never ::hopefully: be locked out in the cold again. When I got home I started getting ready to go over to Matt's for our little viewing party. Julie had work and babysitting to do, so she would be joining us later. I made it over to Matt's in time to order pizza and get the party started. duckzilla offered to go get the pizza so Matt and I wouldn't miss a minute of the action. I love me some "American Idol" this season. For some reason I really hope that Frenchie makes it a long way. And I think Paula Abdul is on Valium and Vodka. All in all it makes for some excellent viewing. Julie got there, we watched the rest of "Idol." Had some margaritas, chatted it up a bit. A couple of Matt and Bernie's friends from work/life stopped by and chilled for a bit. Matt had taped the final auditions from last week, so we watched those. Had some laughs. Julie and I left around 12:10 to go to Wall Street. gayto_fabulous was there, decked out in all his hatty glory, lookin fabulous, if I do say so myself. A little later Felix, Cassandra, Melissa, and Sarah from work all popped in. I had a queen-out moment and rushed across the dance floor to embrace them all. I just didn't expect them all to show up. It was fun. I had to pee, and the line in the boy's bathroom was really long. Julie took me to the girls and I released my bladder frustrations. Danced it up a bit more. Ben arrived, messy as ever. We got up on one of the platforms and some black queen tried to make us get down. Ben and I just looked at him, then at each other, and restrained ourselves from kicking him in his gold-chain wearin face. He got pissed, we got happy. Wall Street is fun. Julie left early due to early classes. Plus she wasn't feelin' too good from the margaritas she had earlier. Everyone else stayed, danced. It was fun. I felt kinda sad toward the end of the evening, though. More self-pity that I won't go into. They played some decent enough music. A really good mix of T.A.t.U.'s "All The Things She Said" that I haven't heard before.

I woke up this morning to work. Work was boring. I was supposed to hang out with the Springfield boy from last week tonight. But when I got off work and got ready to leave, I called him and he told me that he was back in Springfield. I was kinda pissed. But supposedly he's coming back tomorrow afternoon. I really, really want to see "Final Destination 2" tomorrow, so if he flakes on me again, I'm just gonna give up on him. No one makes me miss movies.
Speaking of movies, I went to Blockbuster tonight and rented "Freddy Got Fingered," "Sorority Boys," and "Cherish." I'm having a difficult time deciding which one to watch tonight. borednclueless isn't being much help, either. For some reason the movie "Harry and the Hendersons" just flashed into my head. We used to have that on video. But I think I looked for it awhile ago and couldn't find it. I want that movie. Now. Someone purchase it for me, please.

I have to work lunch tomorrow. Hopefully some fun people are working, or I may just kill myself.
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"But I like Hitler." - Julie [Jan. 26th, 2003|10:03 am]
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[mood |rushedrushed]
[music |Sara Goldfarb Has Left The Building - Requiem for a Dream Soundtrack]

Friday gayto_fabulous made my day by bringing me my Shirley Q. Liquor CD to me at work. I had burnt him a few CDs including: David Gray, "White Ladder," Nora Jones, "Come Away With Me," "The Hours" soundtrack, and one other one that isn't coming to my mind right now. I was on my break by 2:00, so I headed back home for a bit. Right before I was all set to go back to work, the body shop called and said that my car was all finished, and that we could come pick it up. I called work, told them I would be just a little late, and went and got my car. I've never been so happy to see her in my life. Went back to work, worked for a couple hours. Matt had called while I was on my break and asked if I wanted to go see "Darkness Falls." The guy that I was supposed to hang out with wasn't able to come back to Columbus on Friday, so I told him I would call him when I got off work. Around 8 I called Matt and Julie, as well as Ben, to see what was going on for the evening. Matt and jadeju1ia and I decided to try and make it to the 9:00 showing at Lennox. It took some convincing of Julie, on my part, to get her to come with. She was dead set on seeing "The Pianist." On the way to the theater, I called Matt and told him that it was looking highly unlikely that we would make it to the 9:00 showing. He was convinced we would be able to make it there in time. When he got to the theater, he called me, and informed me that the showing was sold out. I was expecting it. But for some reason he was 100% against going to the 10:00 showing. Tim's birthday party was also tonight, and he wanted to get there before everyone started to leave. So Julie and I finally got to the theater, and we found out that the 9:00 showing was in fact, not sold out. But the only seats that were in the showing were widely scattered. While we were waiting for Julie to get there, I saw Carrie and her boyfriend. I was so happy to see her, I haven't worked with her in such a long time. So.. yes.. we went back to the ticket counter and Matt left, because he simply had to get to the party, and Julie and I went to Cup O' Joe for some refreshing coffee beverages. While we were waiting for the movie, Julie kept complaining that her Orange Blossom frozen fruit beverage was hurting her throat. She couldn't deal anymore so she threw it out. "Darkness Falls" was a genuinely crappy horror movie. Just the kind that I like. Bad dialogue and all. The theater was full of straight high-school kids whose parents were outside waiting in the minivan for the show to end. Julie told me that the two kids next to her kept touching each other in inappropriate places. I was jealous. No one ever gets down and dirty when they sit beside me.
After the show, Julie left, and I decided to go see what was happening at the birthday party. I stopped and got gas, called Matt, and told him to wait for me at the party. He said he would, but he warned me that Jack was there. Not that it was really a big deal, but he thought he would let me know? I didn't care. They also informed be that Jack was wearing 029834029384 compacts of Mac makeup on his face. That made me giggle. I drove around campus for 15 minutes looking for a parking spot, and finally just parked behind Tim's apartment where you're not really supposed to park. I went inside, Nick was there, as well as a few other people who I knew. Jack was there, dancing with some ugly boy. His face was so shiny. It hurt my eyes just to look in his direction. I was there for about 6 minutes before I decided to leave. Matt, I guess, had left before I got there. The party was nothing but OSU freshmen. Tim and his roommates always advertise their parties as SAGA gatherings, so that they ensure maximum attendance. It didn't work in their favor this time. No one that really mattered was there. Freshmen, freshmen, fresmen, everywhere.
Axis was having their Flashback 4 CD giveaway, and Matt has said he was going to show up there at some point in the evening, so I went over there. Matt and his roommate were nowhere to be found. I danced around for a bit, osuchick came up and said hey. We danced for a bit, I got bored, decided to get my CD and leave. When I was in the parking lot warming up my car, Matt called me. He was over on my side of town, at some bar, somebody's house, something. He told me he was on his way to Axis. I told him I was on my way home.
When I got home, Matt called me again and I talked him through his way to Axis. He told me that he can get pre-sale Margaret Cho tickets, so he's gonna get the tickets for himself, Julie, and me! Yay! But, he did tell me to remind him the next day, seeing as he was slightly intoxicated and probably wouldn't remember the conversation that we were having. After I hung up with Matt, I pooed around online for a bit longer and then went to bed.
On Saturday I got up and decided to finally start working on some of my homework. I procrastinated so much this week. It's getting to be really, really bad. When I get home from work today I have to start on my essays for Comparative Studies, which I haven't even thought about starting. I called off from work for Saturday night, just because I had so much homework to do. Julie called me and asked if I wanted to go see "The Pianist" with her and scottiboi later on that night. I told her that was cool, and for her to call me when she heard from Scott. Not two seconds later, Scott called me and asked me the same question. He told me he was just going to come over when he got off work and we could leave from my house. Scott got off work, came over, we went and picked up Julie and we all headed over to Scott's house so that he could change. When we left Scott's we went to Cosi for some foodage. Left there, went to the Drexel and got our tickets for "The Pianist."
I can't see anymore sad movies for quite some time. I've watched way too many this week. "The Pianist" was very, very good, but it was also very hard to watch. I mean, obviously a Holocaust movie isn't going to be easy to watch, but some of the visuals in this movie were just too much. I liked it, I think everyone liked it. Scott was talking about how he would be a very hungry Concentration Camp member. I think it's good to laugh about some of the things that have happened in the past. Not to the point where you're making fun of them, but it just seems that everything that ever has happened in the world's past is always looked upon with such sad eyes.
I'm in too big of a hurry to get to work to go into deep detail on the subject. It's something that I think people know what I'm talking about, though.
Uggh.. off to work. Then it's home for massive essay writing.
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8-inch-long, turkwas fingernails [Jan. 24th, 2003|01:29 am]
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[mood |soresore]
[music |Escape! - The Hours Soundtrack - Philip Glass]

Wednesday morning I was up again at eight to try and finish the reading I had to to do for school. I decided to leave early and go to campus to do the reading. I arrived an hour before my first class, so I read, and did some studying for the Linguistics quiz that I had. Somewhere between W.E.B. Du Bois and studying about prescriptive grammar I came to the decision that after Linguistics I would go home. Not a very smart decision on my part, but once I had the thought in my head there was no hope of banishing it. Linguistics came, the quiz seemed to go over well, and I took the bus back to my car. On the way home I stopped at Taco Bell and got some food. Came home, did some tidying up. When my mom got home from work we took my car to the body shop to get the small repairs it needed to the front end. I said my goodbyes and we came back home. Hopefully it's ready by Friday evening at some point. I miss her immensely. I was in the mood for some cheap laughs, so I put in "Drop Dead Gorgeous." Fifteen minutes into the film I fell asleep. I really need to consider going to bed earlier. Everytime I lay down to watch a movie I find myself drifting off to sleep. This can't be a good thing. "American Idol" was on again tonight. The auditions weren't nearly as good as they were on Tuesday night, but they still provided some decent thrills. After "American Idol" I got online and finalized plans for Wall Street Wednesday with gayto_fabulous. Cassandra and Missy, two girls that we work with, had decided to come along with us. They were meeting Michael at his place and then all coming to get me.
Once we arrived at Wall Street, we immediately hit the dance floor to show all the wallflowers how it be done. Jack was there. Big surprise. He kept finding ways to dance around me, near me, etc. I think there was something going through his head along the lines of, "Let's try and make Dan jealous" or something of the sort. I was laughing hysterically at his tech-vest. Ben showed up and we continued the BET madness that we had begun the previous week. Michael's ex-boyfriend showed up and played the game of "I'm going to hang all over Michael and be a drunk" for a few minutes. That was fun. For me, at least. Michael said that some boy touched his hair, caressed his hair, actually, and said that he was "just saying 'hi.'" People like that scare me. My neck hurts a lot today because I was flinging my head around a lot, for some reason. At one point I actually took off my glasses for easier head-swingage. I need contacts so I don't need to worry myself with such problems. I came back home, chatted it up with a drunk borednclueless for a bit, then headed to bed.

I woke up today and went to work. Nothing too exciting happened. We had a group crossword puzzle thing going for awhile. But then the clues just got really hard and we gave up. I did finish the Seek-And-Find all by myself, though. I was very proud of that accomplishment. Michael is amazing at the Jumble. I would point at the mixed-up letters and he would immediately come up with the answer. I wanted to punch him in the face and steal his brain, but then I thought that I wouldn't have Michael around to make me laugh anymore. So I nixed that idea. Later on in the day the manager-on-duty informed us that Nell Carter had been found dead in her home. I cried. I will always remember Nell for her wondeful diabetes commercials, and her wonderful show "Gimme A Break." It warms my heart, though, to know that Nell is up there at the All-You-Can-Eat Buffet in the sky. Amen to you sister-friend.
When I got home from work scottiboi messaged me and wanted to do something with the evening. I told him to come over and we would decide on something. He got here, we decided to go see "About Schmidt," and that's really all there is to that. We had some time to kill before the movie started so we went to Barnes & Noble. I got the soundtrack to "The Hours" which is stunning. I love the music in the film, and the soundtrack is beautifully put together. Scott got a Caramel Frappuchino and we were ready to go. I really liked "About Schmidt." It was really sad, though. You see Kathy Bates entirely nude. Jack Nicholson's performance is.. heartbreaking, to say the least. I can't really describe the movie and what it meant to me. It did make me think a lot about myself, and happiness, and all that junk while I was watching it. So that automatically makes it a good moviegoing experience, in my eyes. I don't think I can take many more sad movies this month, though. "The Hours" and "About Schmidt" in one week have almost put me on suicide watch. Thank God "Darkness Falls" comes out tomorrow to relive me from all this heavy thinking I have to do while moviewatching.

I have to work a double tomorrow and then I think I'm hanging out with this kid that I've been talking to for some time now. We talked way back when.. last year, to be exact. And he finally moved up to Columbus from Springfield. He says I'm really cute, and all that. And he's not too bad on the eyes, either. I just hope something works outta this? Possibly? There's a chance I could get my car back tomorrow, as well. That would just make tomorrow a wonderful day, wouldn't it?

I also found out today that Margaret Cho is coming back to Mershon Auditiorium on April 27th. I desperately want to see her when she comes to town this time. Tickets go on sale six days before my birthday. If anyone out there loves me, they will take me to see Margaret Cho on April 27th. I'm also willing to settle for sexual favors in return for tickets to the show. Decent seats. No. Excellent seats.
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Two songs currently getting heavy rotation in my CD player... [Jan. 22nd, 2003|05:35 pm]
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"Whatchu talkin' bout Michael?!" [Jan. 22nd, 2003|12:00 am]
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[mood |gloomygloomy]
[music |Come Away With Me - Nora Jones]

When I was leaving work yesterday scottiboi called me and we made semi-plans for the evening. I got home, showered, and then we decided to meet up at Lennox at 6:30. Of course I arrived before Scott, seeing as I arrive before anyone that I go anywhere with. He finally got there, and we decided on the 10:25 showing of "The Hours." That gave us plenty of time to do the running around town we needed to do. Our first stop was Urban Outfitters. We both contemplated getting this really cool book about occupations for grown people. It's kind of hard to describe, but it was definitely humorous. Upstairs they had some scarves and gloves and stuff on sale. I got a pair of glittens (gloves that have a little fold-over flap that magically makes them mittens) and a scarf. Both of which match my jacket rather well. I'll be all bundled up on campus now! No need to worry about freezing to death walking to class! Hurrah! I got two really cool necklaces, too. One is super heavy cuz it has a hugh silver medallion looking thing on it. Ehh.. sacrifices will have to be made in the name of fashion. After Urban we headed to Rag-O-Rama, where I haven't been in quite some time. Once there, I was stared down by a rather frightening man in army-looking cargo pants and bombarded by the cluster of black ladies that were rushing around the sale racks. I ended up with a Buffalo Bar t-shirt, and Scott got a pair of jeans and some shirts. We headed to Target, where I got Tracy Chapman's first CD for $10.. and The Donnas "Spend The Night." I love them both. I'm so not on The Donnas bandwagon, either. I remember listening to them long before they hit the TRL/MTV airwaves.. back when The Donnas "Turn 21" came out and such. Ehh.. I sound like a poser either way. So I'm just not going to speak on the matter anymore. We went into Old Navy and walked right back out. Their clothing makes me want to puke. Barnes and Noble came next. We had quite a lot of time to kill, so Scott loaded up on magazines and I found a version of "The Hobbit" that I could continue reading. In the cafe, we got our Carmel Frappucinos and grabbed a table. The people that worked in the Cafe were talking non-stop to some homeless man about movies that were currently out. They wouldn't shut up and they had no idea what they were talking about. I wanted to throw the knife I was spreading my cream cheese with at all three of them. But I just continued spreading. These cheezy trend kids came in and sat down beside us. They were talking about the Golden Globes and I could have killed them, too. They were getting all of the awards wrong. I wanted to scream all the proper awards at them. But once again, I remained calm.
The time for the movie finally arrived. Or it was at least close enough to go to the theater and play games like twelve-year-olds. At least I played games. Scott never plays arcade games when we go to places like that. I don't really know why. Lennox has this really cool shooting game where you move your body the way you want your character in the game to move. My legs hurt from ducking so many bullets when I was finished. Our girl Michelle hasn't been working for quite some time now. I hope that she's okay. It worries me when I don't catch the glint from her thick, thick glasses while standing in the concession line.
We made our way to the theater, our movie started, and a group of fags behind us talked through the entire first half of the movie. I finally got so sick of it that I went out to the Guest Relations desk and told them that they had to do something about it. One of the guys that worked there sat behind them for the rest of the show. They were quite. I was pissed. But I got over it.
Scott said he liked the movie. I liked it the second time around, even more. I realized that I don't really like Jeff Daniels' performance in the movie. It think he does a lot of over-acting and then under-acting. He never really balances out in the small role that he has.
When I got home from the movie, who should call but Jack. Yes.. that Jack. The number didn't register with my phone, so I didn't answer it. Needless to say, the message he left was not a very nice one. Something along the lines of him never talking to me again, me being a bitchy drama queen, blah, blah, blah. I laughed it off, and saved it so that everyone can listen to it. Hahaha.. it actually makes him sound really bad. But yeah.. I'm over the whole situation. I still don't think I'm over the whole loneliness thing, but I suppose that won't really go away until I get into a better frame of mind.. or something..
After work today I went to Best Buy and got "The Bourne Identity" and "Blue Crush" on DVD and the Nora Jones CD "Come Away With Me." I really like the Nora Jones CD. It's very relaxing.. very pretty. I didn't stay at work to finish out my double because I had so much homework to do. And I came home and fell asleep, so the night was off to a wonderful start. "American Idol" premiered, so I watched that while I studied for my Linguistics quiz that I have tomorrow. "Meet My Folks" and "Real World" were also on. So it was a night of wonderful television. And hardly any reading.
School starts again tomorrow. If I didn't get to show off my new scarf/glitten set, I wouldn't be excited about going. Wait. I'm not excited about going. I still have so much homework to do before tomorrow. So I'm off to the land of African-American literature and discovery of the self in Comparative Studies.
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(no subject) [Jan. 20th, 2003|03:06 am]
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[mood |lonelylonely]
[music |Top of the World - Dixie Chicks]

The Golden Globes finally arrived. In style and everything. I found it quite odd that there weren't many fashion no-no's at this year's awards ceremony. They went by very briskly, too, it seemed. Very good control of time and such. Big winners of the evening included Renee Zellweger and Richard Gere for "Chicago" as well as "Chicago" for Best Motion Picture Comedy/Musical. Nicole Kidman got her well deserved Globe for her performance in "The Hours." "The Hours" also took home the gold for Best Picture Drama. Big shocker of the evening, at least to scottiboi and me, was Martin Scorcese winning Best Director for "Gangs of New York." Highlights of the evening included Bono saying that the award for Best Song for "The Hands that Built America" was "Fucking Amazing." Sharon Stone also deserved a Golden Globe for her performances throughout the evening. Her getup included some sort of tattered, black, ripped-up dress, worn with shiny, knee-high, black go-go-boots. Her screaming, "RICHARD GERE!!!" when he won for Best Actor was definitely Globe-worthy. Celine's commercials for Chrysler were definitely worth the wait. She looked and sounded amazing in her little Chrysler cars.

Once the Globes were over, Scott got around to showing me his new place. It's super cute. Umm.. yeah.. that's all. We decided to go out, seeing as tomorrow is Martin Luther King Jr. Day and everything. Gotta celebrate somehow. We got around and headed to The Eagle, the only happenin' place on a Sunday night. We got there and had to trek a block and a half! Eagle was already jam-packed with funseekers. Blah, blah, blah, danced around, looked around. Who should happen to appear? The one.. the only.. Jack. Yeah.. I kept reiterating to Scott how over the situation I am. Which, obviously, I wasn't. Danced around a bit.. Scott actually went over to talk to him, ask why he hadn't returned my phone call(s). Jack actually pulled Scott over before he had a chance to say anything and was all, "I feel really bad for not calling your friend back." This brought him over to me, and explanations abounded. Sort of. We danced it up for a bit, and he said to me that he felt bad, blah, blah, blah. Matt eventually showed up. The ex-boyfriend, Matt. Not kickassartkid. He danced around with me for 2.5 and then wandered off somewhere. He showed up again with Scott. At this point, I had knocked my glasses off of myself one too many times, so I took them and my toboggan off to the side to set down. When I came back, Jack was getting freaky with some other boy. Heart, floor. Crushed. Pathetic. Yeah. We're not even together. Don't think that we were ever close to being together. Still. Fact of the matter, I left for 2 seconds, and he was all over some other guy. I went and sat down on a set of steps nearby and just sulked. Scott came over and sat with me. Told me not to worry so much about it. I put on my happy face when I saw Matt shoving the guy that was dancing with Jack from the stage above the two of them. Although I kinda wish he hadn't done it, it still felt good at the time. At this point, Celine's newest club hit, "I Drove All Night" was pumping through the speakers. I'll let Scott take it from here...

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After that little melee, I guess Matt confronted Jack in the bathroom about what exactly was going on. Matt pulled me over to talk to him about the whole situation. Explained that his intentions were in nothing but the best interest of me and how much he truly cares for me as a friend. Matt made my heart smile through all the shit that was going on. At this point, Jack was still dancing with other boy, and Britney Spears came on. So I grabbed Scott and we sashayed (sp?) ourselves to "I'm A Slave 4 U." Once Britney was done, we were ready to leave. I told Scott that I would meet him up front in 2.5. I pulled Jack apart from the boy that he was dancing with and the following conversation ensued:

Me: I just want to apologize for whatever went on tonight. I'm sorry if your evening was at all inconvenienced.
Jack: No problems. Your ex-boyfriend is just a little psycho, that's all.
M: ::laughs:: Oh.. and thank you for not calling me.
J: What?
M: Thank You. For Not. Calling Me.
J: Wait.. it still might happen.
M: ::laughs:: I won't hold my breath.

At this point, I giggled to myself and walked away. I'm glad the situation ended the way it did. Mostly because I got the last word. But yeah. I'm not bitter. Just lonely. I dropped Scott off and headed home. Now I'm sitting in front of my laptop, throwing a pity party for myself. Anyone and everyone is welcome to attend. All I ask is that you please R.S.V.P. by commenting. :p Uggh.. I hate posts like this. I don't like feeling sorry for myself. But honestly, that's exactly the way I'm feeling at this point in my life. I'm extremely lonely. I mean.. it's not like I don't have any friends. I have plenty of people that can make me laugh and let me know that they care about me. But for some reason I still have this emptiness inside of me that hasn't been filled for quite some time. Loneliness sucks. Uggh.. this post both turned out the way I wanted it to, and nothing like I wanted it to. But it's too late now. Scott's yelling at me to post. So I'm all set to post. But not before I put down this song. It's one that's really speaking to me lately. And it's definitely one for the favorite book.

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::boop:: "What is, 'chicken breast.'" [Jan. 17th, 2003|11:09 pm]
~* Dan *~
[mood |restlessrestless]

I worked the day away, slaving at Ruby Tuesday as a host. We had a bit of a hit for early lunch, but after that the day was uneventful. gayto_fabulous came and visted me on his break from GAP. We semi-finalized plans for the evening, which simply meant that I told him I would get ahold of him when I got off work. I came home, started working on a CD that I've been wanting to start for some time now. Didn't finish it. Not sure if I ever will..

Michael got home from work and we decided on Arena Grand, 8:05 showing of "The Hours." I worked on the CD a bit more and then jumped in the shower. At the last possible convenient minute my mom decided to ask me to go to Cingular and see if I could pay our cell phone bills. So, running late as I was, I tried to go there. Got stuck in traffic for 10 minutes and finally just decided to go ahead with my plans. Called the parentals and told them I wasn't gonna be able to do it. I got to Arena Grand ten minutes late and Michael was already there waiting for me. We got our tickets and headed to the theater. For some reason everyone over the age of 30 decided to go see "The Hours" at Arena Grand at 8:05. We had a few laughs at the expense of our neighbors and the woman in front of us with a digital camera. We concluded it must have been her first time at a theater, seeing as a camera is needed to mark that special occasion. She kept taking pictures of the people she came with, so Michael and I decided to look our best and pose in the background. Quite fun. Some people were actually still in the theater from the last showing. They left just before the movie started. They had been talking about the movie ever since it had ended. I wasn't sure what to think of that. The movie finally started. And then ended. And I didn't understand how everyone could be talking so freely about it. The movie.. touched me. And disturbed me. And made me think. But I couldn't put into words what I was feeling. I sat there, and just.. thought to myself. And I couldn't even place the thoughts that were running through my head into any kind of order. The movie was very good. But I felt like I would be doing an injustice to it if I just said that, and nothing else. I honestly could not speak about the movie afterwards. And I still find it hard to write anything critical or even say anything remotely close to how the movie was. It's just.. something that you have to experience for yourself. I'm glad that I got the book when I did. I need to hurry up and finish "The Hobbit" so that I can start "The Hours." I was skimming through the book when I got home and I saw that it is set up a lot differently than the movie. It seems to have a very good page-to-screen translation, it's just that things seem to happen in a bit of a different order.

All-in-all it was a good movie-going experience. I want to see it again, so that I can sort some things out. But yes, overall a very good experience. I work tomorrow night. I haven't worked a simple Saturday night shift in a few weeks. Hopefully I won't get stuck closing. If I do, I suppose I'll find some way to deal with it.

I have quite a bit of homework to do over the weekend, as well. I've already started a bit of the reading, but I should definitely plan on doing a majority of it this weekend. Poo.. I've run out of things to say.
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