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storm

Mon, 30 May 2005 01:52:52 GMT

I have just spent the past hour reading the confessions of the oh-so-witty college folk I consider my friends....thank Livejournal for my uselessness. I should be doing laundry and washing the 1 pair of good jeans I have to my name, among other items. But no, I'm sitting at my computer, picturing Becca Hansen gallivanting around London, so far away, excited to come home, but sadder to be leaving her new home, and envying her for the amazing experience she's had abroad...making mistakes, falling in love all over again with the same person, and falling in love with a city and its people. I read Michael Tosca's entries and wish I was able truly cherish a connection so personal like that, but cannot because well, I haven't had a relationship so I haven't experienced that kind of intimacy and vulnerability and comfort. I truly have amazing friends...and they are living amazing lives...and I'm being an idiot and sitting here wishing I was having their experiences and taking my own for granted.

Ernst & Young starts in a few days. And I am SO excited. So much to learn and experience this summer...my friends have either already started their internships or will start this Tuesday. I drive up to Boston on Tuesday afternoon, check into the Fairmont Copley Plaza hotel where E&Y is putting us up for the week, and after frolicking around Boston for the evening with Laura, go to sleep in anticipation of an almost new beginning. I say almost because it's not really a beginning, more of an interlude. But part of me hopes that it will be an experience I can call my own...every once in a while I need to have something that is mine...I wonder if sometimes that need pushes people away? I think people understand me more than I understand myself sometimes. Whatever I take from this experience will go with me into my final year of college...and then it's done...I'm a UConn alumni, I'm thrown into the real world, ready to experience, but not quite willing to accept that I couldn't experience everything I wanted to in 4 years as an undergrad. I gave Kavita her scrapbook yesterday...finally. I think she liked it : ) She's all grown up now...no longer an undergrad. And I know she feels the same way...frustrated that it's over and that there were some disappointments, but excited about what the future holds...

On a less pensive note, I am going to the beach tomorrow. YAAAY. I tried on bathing suits today in hopes I could find something that likes me...they all hate me. And I hate them. Stupids. So we'll go back to last year's bathing suit...cause it fits, it looks good, and I can't find anything to replace it. Hmm.
I did however find some cute dress pants at H&M. I think I'm set for business attire for the near future, at least until I can do some observing of the day-to-day attire of my coworkers and go from there. After shopping and making my first trip to Coldstone Creamery, Jubilee and I went to visit Nicki and Eric at the Pavilions...their common rooms alone must each be twice the size of the charter oak common rooms.

Hilltop Apts. better be ready in August or someone will DIE.

BECCA COMES HOME IN 3 DAYS!!! Except I'll be in Boston when she lands in Boston, but I probably won't see her unless I can somehow get to the airport if she happens to land at the airport when I have a chance to see her but I don't know if that's even a realistic idea cause her family will be there and E&Y might have plans for the interns and blah blah. But a nice thought. Another nice thought...a revival of Chabuya emails. This year was a poor example. Livejournal apparently did not hit it off among all members of the sisterhood (of the traveling pants? or of the stationary skirt?). So next year we're back to emails every week. Probably a better idea, since then it's in your face everytime you check your email...which was the original idea, but for some reason we had problems with keeping up on the writing...and then when people didn't write there were no emails in the box, and then we didn't remember to write and it was a vicious cycle...is that even how you spell vicious? Whatever.

K. Laundry. Er no. No laundry. Laundry tomorrow. Let's work on the Jorgensen manual. And then sleep...dreaming of interludes and sand between my toes.

SUMMERTIME!!!

Thu, 12 May 2005 04:19:23 GMT

Guess who FINALLY FINALLY FINALLY removed herself from schoolwork, a whole four days after everyone else was done (the last day of finals). MOI! Yay! 30-page paper is handed in, handbook is submitted (not as good as it could've been, but I can't say I really care at this point cause it's SUMMER).
It's so nice to be home. I've been rather philosophical lately, but I'll save that for another time because it's 12:15 and I've been staring at a computer for far too long and just want to sleep.

Tomorrow's plan. One more little side project to finish and then I'm hanging out with the soon-to-be 21 Kavita Tahilani, recent graduate from the University of Connecticut's class of 2005.

Nite nite.

last night at towers...drunkjalk quriz

Mon, 09 May 2005 04:41:52 GMT

The Keys to Your Heart

You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.

In love, you feel the most alive when your lover is creative and never lets you feel bored.

You'd like to your lover to think you are optimistic and happy.

You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please.

Your ideal relationship is open. Both of you can talk about everything... no secrets.

Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.

You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.

In this moment, you think of love as something you don't need. You just feel like flirting around and playing right now.

What Are The Keys To Your Heart?

FLIP FLIP

Wed, 30 Mar 2005 17:14:44 GMT

SPPPPPPPPPPPRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG FEEEEEEVVVEERRRRRRR

Is that enough letters for you, Mike? I did that just for you.

The flip flops are out again. No jacket. It's gorgeous outside. Oh but where am I? I am in the dark basement of the Jorgensen...back to no windows. *tear* Save me. One day, I will get a bulldozer and knock down a wall...actually, a wall might not do it. I think a ceiling needs to go too. Someday.

"So I see my friend eating a peach and I say “did you know you were eating a plant ovary?”
Yes, this is what AP Bio has done to me. "

I saw that in my sister's live journal. It made me laugh. Oh bio. A class I loathed in high school...one of those situations where the teacher totally sucked and ruined the subject for me. Now when I think bio...I think spoons dipped in cow brain and then offered as ice cream utensils. Esposito was a terror.

I'm trying to cut down on coffee. I can't really afford to spend 4 bucks on a mocha every day. I can't afford anything right now. Someone, please give me a paycheck. At least I have my Inca Kola. A healthy alternative to drugs. And by healthy I mean it has....oh nevermind. I was looking at the bottle to see how much sugar is in it. It doesn't say. Consumir preferentemente antes de la fecha indicada en el envase. Excelente. Eso es todo. Yay for sugar. After the soda from the home country is gone...I don't know what I'm going to do. Hopefully by then I'll have 1000 dollars in my bank account....the $1000 that was supposed to be there a month ago...but someone hasn't paid me. We won't talk about it.

I can't even go driving today. So sad. I'll drive to Honors Council...and then I'll drive back. By then it'll be dark. By then, it'll be cold. And by then, I'll be in slight panic mode because I have crap due tomorrow that I haven't started.

There is a girl on campus with the name Jenilee Frost. How cool is that?! I know this because I just spent an hour inputting names into a mailing list at the Jorgie. And now it's time for class.

I want to drink this Friday. Party! PAYCHECK!

Much love.
V

boring

Fri, 25 Mar 2005 05:01:56 GMT

I can be such a party pooper, honestly. There never seems to be any in between. Either I start getting really tired early on, the blood rushes to my cheeks, I end up getting a headache, and then by 11pm I'm ready to go to bed. Everyone else is still making plans to go to the bar. OR I get drunk early on, the blood rushes to my cheeks, and I have a good time! The latter is obviously the more favorable experience. I don't mean to be a stinky party participant. I have no control over my cheeks. Who knew blushing could lead to full-on head pain?

Tonight we went to see a comedy show in a pub in Manchester. Mr. Steph Boykin himself was putting on a show...and what a show it was! He totally rocked the stage. : )

46 days until summer break. April is coming...the next few weeks will be tough. Keeping my chin up.

The show yesterday was awesome. I can't say enough about how much it meant to have my friends and family there to support me. There were some new faces there too!

Time for bed. Yeah yeah I'm boring.

Spring fever

Wed, 23 Mar 2005 14:09:55 GMT

Spring is HERE!!

At least, it was until the radio DJ announced that we're expecting up to 6 inches of snow tonight. Way to bring me down.

The "warm" weather over the past week has resulted in adventures in the Kia. Windows down. Blasting music. That's the life. AND FLIP FLOPS oh how I love this season. I went to class yesterday without a coat. It was amazing. Julie and I went for a drive between 4ish and 5ish on our beloved route 320. Mike can attest to our excitement. We saw him running (Mike? run?). We slowed down and started screaming at him excitedly until he informed us that a car was coming. We bid farewell. Drove up to the Ashford D&D first and cut Verve Pipe off to stop for some Coolatas. I mocked someone to their face again. In London, we were talking to the porter about how to get to Windsor Castle. He tripped over his words and kind of made the "blahbali" sound that communicates "I can't talk but I'm trying to and it's not working." Being the friendly and sympathetic person I am, I giggled good-naturedly and...copied him. WHAT? COPY HIM YOU SAY? YOU MOCKED HIM TO HIS FACE? It wasn't intended as mocking, honestly. For some reason, I thought it was a nice gesture...I WAS TRYING TO SYMPATHIZE. Anyway, I did it again in Dunkin Donuts yesterday. Julie couldn't control herself..she was practically rolling around on the floor. Makes me wonder how often I do it when I don't have Julie or Safia to watch me.

The rest of the drive was good. We blasted Bohemian Rhapsody upon arrival to the junction of 195 and 320. By the time we were on campus, it was at the part where the song goes crazy...all our jumping around shook the car.

Birds are chirping outside. They're going crazy! ...Oh wait. They stopped. It's been 15 minutes. They heard the snow was coming. They're going to die.

Love V.

P.S. I have a performance this evening from 6-8 at the Husky Bean! You should come.

P.P.S. We got an apartment in Hilltop!! Theme parties! Craft room! Potted plants! Curtains! I'm so excited!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I don't think I used enough exclamation marks. The birds are chirping again. I love you! Don't leave me again!

I MISS MY GIRLS

Sun, 13 Mar 2005 20:58:44 GMT

TAKE ME BACK TO LONDON

So this past week was good. Actually it was really good. Actually it was FUCKING AWESOME.

I don't want to be here. Yesterday while we were packing I was excited to get out of the hotel. Living out of a suitcase gets old. But once I was back home, all I could think about was how much I missed my girls already. After spending a week with them, sharing incredible times and stories, and after looking at all the pictures, I just want to go back. I want to take the tube to Earl's Court and see Becca. I was to go walk down the street to Cafe Nero. But no. I'm going back to UConn, doing shitty work, going on duty at 7pm, waking up tomorrow morning to go to work and class, and then coming back to a dorm to do more work. I hate the thought of it.

I could, at this time, go into detail about my trip, the famous people I saw (Joshua Jackson woohoo), the retarded things I said and did with the Chabuyas, etc., but honestly, it'll only make me more depressed to describe it all in this damn journal. If you'd like to hear stories, I'll tell you personally and you can look at my pictures.

I miss my Chabuyas : (

LONDON BABY

Sat, 05 Mar 2005 03:05:24 GMT

Halfway through the semester at last! In less than 24 hours I'll be on my way. Chabuyas invade London indeed. : ) After this, there's only summer to look forward to. I'm sick of this winter bullshit. Bring on the warmth and sun! (Go figure, I chose London as a spring break destination...the weather isn't any better there). This past week, I didn't even think about the trip. Didn't have time. It didn't hit me until Jocelyn said bye to me after the coffeehouse..."I'll see you in London!" And then it hit. Great story, Vanessa.

The past few days have been a time for reflection...in between studying for exams and stressing out about other stuff. So many great things have happened this semester. Without a doubt, this has been the best semester of college ever. There have been low points...but I'm learning from them. I think I'm doing a little bit better on the control aspect of my life (my need for it, that is). I am, however, worried about my success rate. Life is good...and I think it's getting to my head. I'm getting hints anyway. Need to tone the excitement down maybe? Whatever. I'll work on it. I had dinner with next year's roomies this week! Got to meet Olivia, who's AWESOME. I'm psyched to live with her and Nicki. I can't wait for next year. We're going to have theme parties! I can't wait to decorate the apartment!!!

Not having a guitar in London is going to be hard. I'll have to rely on my little lyric book for jotting. May the lord spare us if I suffer from withdrawal...maybe one of Becca's friends will just happen to have one? I guess I'll bring my pick with me, just in case : p Cross your fingers 'cause I feel some more sad songs coming on! What can I say...it's the only kind of music I know how to write.

I have been told I am an intimidating woman. Maybe I'll work on coming off as more helpless? I'll practice in London...

Eh screw it. Who am I kidding. I'll work on acquiring a cute accent instead! That's more realistic. My laugh is too loud and obnoxious to come off as helpless. Can I still find a hot foreigner for a bit of snogging? According to Nicki, that's my mission in the 7 days and 6 nights I'm in London. I said I'd try. She said I will. Her faith in my seduction abilities is heartening.

If not, there's always the Chabuyas. HAH

Here's to all the lads of London...may our times together be joyful!

Here's to the British pubs and all the drinks I'll consume!

I hear British coffee sucks. Here's to British tea!

LONDON BABY!

Rock on.

Yogurt

Sat, 19 Feb 2005 16:30:22 GMT

Yogurt is milk spoiled by bacteria. So does it go bad?

Yes. Yes it does. It tastes sour.

Goodbye.

to love so much it hurts

Sun, 13 Feb 2005 05:04:53 GMT

I have had one of the most amazing nights of my life. I met Matt Nathanson. I hugged Matt Nathanson. I told the story of how I met him an hour later and burst into tears because I was so happy. And for the past two hours I've been sporadically bursting into tears...maybe I'm PMSing? Or maybe I just love to love music so much it hurts. The last time I got that emotional from being so happy was when I got an opportunity to record when I was in high school. I'm noticing a pattern here.

What happens next.

It's Becca's fault I even did this

Fri, 11 Feb 2005 19:21:43 GMT

Your True Nature by llScorpiusll
Username
The quality that most appeals to you:	Creativity
In a survival situation, you:	Fight, and enjoy it
Your hidden talent is:	Resourcefulness
Your gift is:	Sexual prowess
In groups, you:	Are the entertainment
Your best quality is:	Your kindness
Your weakness is:	Your jealous nature

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Gospel

Sun, 06 Feb 2005 14:29:55 GMT

I saw Soweto Gospel Choir last night and it was so beautiful, I cried.

whoops

Fri, 04 Feb 2005 21:41:07 GMT

Ooops. Good thing there's a delete option for messages. *sigh*

Drained

Sun, 30 Jan 2005 01:24:05 GMT

So I was on some sort of high for the past 24 hours...a high that resulted in the composition of 3 songs. I can't explain it but I'm grateful. One would think that in writing 3 songs, there'd be a happy tune in there right? Well, there's happy music! But lyrics...negative on the happiness. One is about growing apart, one is about something having to do with a box of matches, and the other is about confusion? I don't know, the song confuses me. In any case, none of them will make you feel warm and fuzzy inside. But hopefully they'll take you away to another place and you'll like listening anyway.

The high is over now. I'm drained. Talk about crashing...geez. Maybe I have a fever again? I don't know. My eyes hurt and I have a headache. It's 8:13. Way too early to go to bed. Psshaww go to bed. Puh-leeze. I'm heading over to Nicki(aka. Sexy)'s place around 9 for some movie watchin' and girl time (bitching about the stupid population that is the male species and maybe some cattiness about airhead girly girls perhaps...who knows). Nothing like quality time! For sheezy.

Went to the mall with Rishi so he could order some replacement glasses. Ate at the cafe. Now have a rock in my stomach.

Man I am so tired. Some girl next door is yelling at her mom on the phone.

Jocelyn just called to see how I was feeling. : ) I love my girls. So loving.

I have 40 minutes till I leave this joint. I'm feeling claustrophobic!

FLU

Fri, 28 Jan 2005 23:06:14 GMT

Of course, I choose an uneventful evening to write in this thing. I have the flu. Or what I think is the flu. Who gives a fuck? It's miserable.

The good news is Mom brought soup.

In other news, there comes a time when you put your trust in people and then realize that they're not ready to meet up to the expectation. The apology makes it a little better; a lack of one makes it much worse. I guess that's all I'm going to say about that.

Aside from a few low points, I've had a fantastic week. The Jorgensen site went up, http://jorgensen.ct-arts.com/. I had a very productive meeting with my BLAW professor about the independent study I'm doing this semester. I met Dane Cook and stood on stage in front of a sold-out Jorgensen crowd. Pretty damn sweet.

Anywho, I'm spooning with Tylenol Flu in the room on this fine Friday night and living vacariously through the godlike entertainment that is Dave Matthew's Band.

ba dum ba dum dum dum

Fri, 21 Jan 2005 16:58:52 GMT

The first week of classes is over! Yay! It's been a pretty amazing week for a number of reasons. Concerts, opportunities, birthday planning, etc. All around, a great time. This semester is going to rock.

The past two nights I've had the strangest dreams...one of them I'd rather not go into..the other one had knives. Another one I'd rather not go into. The weirdest part is that I'm having dreams period. Usually when I'm at school I don't have them...I think I'm usually too stressed out to dream. I just pass out. I guess I'm not stressed out right now. I'm not complaining. But I'm not used to having dreams at school, especially the weird ones I'm having now so it's kind of just sketching me out a bit.

I keep reading Becca's live journal. I want to go to London. Actually, right now I'd prefer to go somewhere tropical. Or even remotely warmer than CT. I want to go to Peru. The closest thing I've got is Inca Kola...oh heaven.

Lunch time. Peace.

What day is today? =)

Thu, 13 Jan 2005 14:07:34 GMT

I'M TWENTY-ONE!!!!!!!

Guess what I'm doing tonight. Muahahahahah

Update take 2

Fri, 07 Jan 2005 02:19:08 GMT

So I had this big update thing ready to go last night...but then my dad disconnected from the Internet while it was uploading...and it was gone. It wasn't that good anyway. But I was irritated that I wasted time on it only to see it disappear into the world of lost connections and broken dreams. Wow that was terribly bitter.

Anyway, to continue with the bitterness, let me bitch some more. It snowed. Yes, thank you, Captain Obvious. My Jorgensen training scheduled for Wednesday is hopefully set to be rescheduled for Monday. I was supposed to record today with Hartel. Monday is the only other day he can do it. So that's not going to happen. Tomorrow is another internship/lazy day. I need to finish this cover letter and resume shit I'm doing for the plethora of internships I'm applying to for this summer. Applying to internships is a scary experience, not to mentiona royal pain in the ass. I'm great at procrastinating what I don't feel like doing. Applying to internships is like applying to college...except this particular experience, if it works out the way I think I want it to work out, will have a sad effect on my personal wallet. No scholarships for internships. New York City is an expensive place to live. Not to mention I have to feed myself. All in all, so many things to think about. The paperwork needs to get done though. Once I get back to school, I'm going to be procrastinating all over the place. I'll certainly have enough to worry about with the six classes I'm taking. A change from last semester's light, four-course load. Anyone up for a six-course meal instead of college graduation? That's what I thought.

I'm reading Atlas Shrugged again. It's my favorite book. I read it the first time in high school. It's deep and philosophical and it makes me proud to be the person I perceive myself to be. I am also madly in love with John Galt. This is my second read through. It's long. My goal is to finish it on the way back from London in March. A good portion of it will be completed on the airplane rides to and from.

By the way, happy news! 6+7 is 13! 20+1 is 21! Please keep those numbers in mind when shopping over the next week. I assure you, they're important. In one week I will be legally competent and able to provide myself with my own provisions. How much does it cost to replace my vertical underage license with something decent? It can't be that much.

vacation

Thu, 23 Dec 2004 16:31:57 GMT

I'm HOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

And now that this first week of vacation is coming to an end, I'm forced to acknowledge that I have only 2 weeks and 5 days left to pretend I'm not a full-time student. Don't get me wrong, I'm all for education. I like going to class. What I do not like is the time commitment associated with being on campus. When I'm on campus, I have no life.

Off to Walmart and Headliners and other fun places...talk about last minute shopping for Christmas gifts.

Bored as fuck.

Sat, 18 Dec 2004 06:21:14 GMT

I finished finals on Thursday. I'm ready to go home. I'm here till Sunday. I read Becca's live journal postings. She took quizzes. I'm taking quizzes because I'm bored.

Your Passion is Red!

You've got that spark - a good dose of intensity, power, and determination.
You do whatever you want in life ... to hell with what anyone thinks!
With so many interests and loves, you're always running around doing something new.
You have fire in your eyes, and it shows. Bet you're even wearing something red!

What Color is Your Passion? Take This Quiz :-)

Find the Love of Your Life
(and More Love Quizzes) at Your New Romance.

You Are Independent Sexy

You drive men crazy with your "playing hard to get act"
Except, it's really not an act at all.
You're a strong, sexy woman with her own life and interests.
And makes men even more interested in you!

What Kind of Sexy Are You? Take This Quiz :-)

Find the Love of Your Life
(and More Love Quizzes) at Your New Romance.

You are a City Girl!

Whether you live in the city or not, you've got the heart of a city girl.
You're up on the latest trends - what's hot in music, food, and fashion.
And you love to be on the go. Your perfect day is filled with tons of fun.
Your perfect guy is a city guy, so head to LA, NYC, Sydney, or London to find him!

What Kind of Girl Are You? Take This Quiz :-)

Find the Love of Your Life
(and More Love Quizzes) at Your New Romance.

You are Betty Grable

The ulitmate girl next door
You're the perfect girl for most guys
Pretty yet approachable. Beautiful yet real.

What Famous Pinup Are You? Take This Quiz :-)

Find the Love of Your Life
(and More Love Quizzes) at Your New Romance.

You Are Sheryl Crow!

Down to earth with tons of creative energy
When you talk, everyone can relate to you
"Life springs eternal
On a gaudy neon street
Not that I care at all"

Who's Your Inner Rock Chick? Take This Quiz :-)

Find the Love of Your Life
(and More Love Quizzes) at Your New Romance.

Your Power Color is Green

You feel most at home in a world of ideas.
You're curious and logical - and enjoy a good intellectual challenge.
You're super cool, calm, and collected. Very little tries your patience.
Your only fear? People not realizing how smart and able you are!

What's Your Power Color? Take This Quiz :-)

Find the Love of Your Life
(and More Love Quizzes) at Your New Romance.

Muahaha. Nothing like some completely generalized revelations to amuse you on a Friday night.

I love my Chabuyas. I hate other things. Good night.

Happy Thanksgiving!

Fri, 26 Nov 2004 06:13:20 GMT

Ah Turkey Day. I'm stuffed. Bloated in fact. The wine-happy Peruvians have come and gone (well, the family is staying for the weekend, so they're here still). I was a little wine-happy myself. A good time was had by all. I'm sorry to see it all end...not necessarily because I love making small talk for hours on end (admittedly, when everyone gets kind of tipsy, the small talk increases in volume thereby making it even more amusing), but because the end of Turkey Day means that the end of approaching end of Turkey Week...and the beginning of three weeks of hell.

I'll ignore that for now. Work? Pshaw. Doesn't exist.

Aunt Elsa and Uncle Folke came bearing gifts from Pittsburgh...more CDs for my collection! I received (upon request) Josh Kelley's "For the Ride Home," Jason Mraz's "Waiting for My Rocket to Come," Brand New's "Deja Entendu," and Our Lady Peace's "Clumsy." I'm excited. All four are CDs I've had copies of for a while. Copies don't do it for me like originals though. I'm listening to Josh Kelley right now. I'm hoping he'll inspire me. I have 3 tunes and no words to put to them. I assure you, the situation is downright annoying. Let us hope creativity prevails...eventually. It's the first time this semester I've actually had music to write to. I'm afraid that once I go back to school the opportunity will disappear.

I spent a good portion of the day copying some of my dad's CDs. He's got a fantastic classic collection...The Beatles, Johnny Cash, Leonard Cohen, and many others. I figure it's more efficient to save my money and just copy what he's already bought (he's my dad, it's different than copying from a friend, why have two copies of the same CD in the same house?). So I did. I copied 7 Beatles CDs, a couple fo Leonard Cohen's the Best Ofs and a Johnny Cash CD. I copied more than that. I can't remember what else I copied though. I finally got some additional CD cases...they're already pretty close to being full. I forgot how many CDs I left behind in August just because I didn't have room to bring them with me...the recollection also brought to mind how much money I spent on CDs this past summer...it made me grimace only a little and smile a lot. While on my digging through my music collection kick I stumbled across some CDs from my younger years...years that I forgot I had. It's amazing how events rush back when you listen to songs/CDs you had on repeat only a few years ago. Silverchair is a prime example. I remember being obsessed with their CD...forgot it existed. Was stunned when I broke it out again for a refresher yesterday. Shawn Colvin's "A Few Small Repairs" is another. I fell in love all over again. The whole episode connected me to some musical influences I didn't even realize had significantly impacted me. It was weird. Humbling. I can only hope to impact an audience of listeners in that way...someday maybe.

I went in for recording on Tuesday but we had tech. difficulties, which was sad. I won't be able to go in until December now, hopefully during finals. That means no clean cuts until December. That means no sending out press kits until winter break.

Tuesday night was Chabuya night. Hot cocoa and triples. Predictable as hell. More fun than can be expressed in words. Yesterday Becca and I had our internship evening. I spent 3 hours looking for internships and she spent 3 hours writing cover letters. She's much further along in the process than I am. She's going to London in 6 weeks though...shit. She's going to London in 6 weeks. Shit. Yeah. So she's got a lot to do before she's overseas. I should get on that. Finding internships that offer monetary compensation is a pain in the ass. Talk about setting myself up for disappointment.

We might be going to NYC tomorrow...NYC meaning the aunt, uncle, Alyssa, and whoever wants to come. I honestly don't know if I want to go...not that I don't love going to the city. But with the hullabaloo of the big shopping day, getting to the city and then spending the day there...a big part of me really just wants to relax...not do anything...veg (in my definition of the word). Sunday is going to be a big work day. Saturday we're all going out to dinner. It'd be nice to kind of just hang around the house tomorrow...I guess I'll just see what happens tomorrow.

The headaches still come occassionally. The strong ones aren't as frequent as they were before I came home for break...but they still come. I haven't been able to schedule an appointment with an eye doctor since they all seem to be freakin' booked until after Xmas. Bah. It's not that I can't see. I can certainly see. Is it bad that things seem out of focus sometimes? I guess it might be. I can see though. The headaches are inconvenient.

I've watched some pretty cheesy movies this week. Mean Girls. Ella Enchanted. Talk about sappy movies. I'm not quite willing to admit I was entertained. Too proud to say I loved them. I don't think I loved them anyway. I liked them. They made me feel all warm and fuzzy. There's nothing wrong with that. Another movie, "Pantaleon y Las Visitadoras," a Peruvian classic, didn't make me feel all warm and fuzzy. It did make me laugh. So many of the actors and actresses there are from Peruvian telenovelas I watched with my Mom during high school...even during the initial years of college (as Kavita can attest to) before I forgot what a television was. The plot of the movie revolves around this soldier in the Peruvian army that gets sent on a mission to basically create a visiting site for visitors (aka. prostitutes) to fulfill the basic needs of deprived army men. It's actually a great storyline. It's apparently based on a novel, although my dad says that it doesn't follow it well...or something like that. He read it a long time ago. He might have just forgotten the book and as a result thinks the movie isn't like the book simply because it doesn't make him recollect the book. Anyway, the movie made me want to read the book. Maybe I'll do that during the winter. The movie also made me really miss Peru...as if I don't miss it enough already. I keep telling myself that I'll go and visit soon...it all comes down to money though. It costs a lot to get an airline ticket down. When it comes down to it, the expense it's at the top of my priorities. My mom was saying I should get a group of friends together for the end of May...maybe this year, maybe next year (after i graduate) and go down for 3 weeks. I've always wanted to do that. Who's in? Adventure and good food? Please. What more could you ask for?

Better Than Ezra and Matt Nathanson are next week! I think that's really the only thing to look forward to after Sunday. I'm pretending it's just because my life is so boring...and not crazy as hell. The last Towers coffeehouse of the fall is the last Thursday of classes. I'm looking forward to that being over and done with. I'm looking forward to the semester being over and done with.

Still bloated. Totally gained too much weight this semester. Not more than I usually gain over a semester, but enough to make the gym an unfortunate necessity. I'm telling myself I should go for a run tomorrow. I'm wondering if I can convince myself to do that tomorrow morning.

Good luck to me.

Yellowcard!

Wed, 10 Nov 2004 20:33:55 GMT

Yellowcard is tonight!! I think they're all upstairs doing soundchecks right now. Don't worry, Joce, if I encounter any of the members, I'll make sure to get an autograph for you.

I'm at work right now. I have a headache...its neverending. I've had it since yesterday. It's the kind of headache that's associated with a fever. Except yesterday I didn't actually have a fever. I just had a really really bad headache. Right now, I have a fever, at least I think so. My stomach has been queasy since yesterday too. I have a terrible feeling that I'm getting the flu. Not cool. And just my luck. I'm recording next Monday. It wouldn't be the first time I get sick right when I'm supposed to record.

The coffeehouse is tomorrow. We're having trouble getting a PA. That's always such a pain in the ass. I'm not willing to drop the money on buying one yet either, simply because I don't know enough about what I'm buying to know if it's a quality product. I need to go with someone that actually knows what they're talking about. I went and depressed myself even more by going to Guitar Center and playing the expensive guitars. Again. This time I played a Tayler 814CE. Guess how much it costs. That's right. Twice the size of my bank account.

It's disgustingly cold outside. What happened?? Sunday was beautiful and now THIS. I had to freakin' scrape frost off my windows this morning at 6:50am. The drive to the airport to drop off NCHC folk was traffic-filled, of course, but aside from that, uneventful. Is uneventful even a word? I wish I was going to New Orleans. They brought shorts with them. Carla was wearing sandals this morning. I need to go home and get a winter coat and gloves. How depressing.

I can't wait until Thanksgiving break. Good god. Let the madness end. What am I talking about? I'm going to have so much work that week. Grossness. Whatever. I'll eat good food. Ultimately, that's what it comes down to.

On Saturday, I have exactly 2 months until my 21st birthday. Not that I'm excited or anything. Please inquire within if you're interested in buying me something special. Money is not necessarily a bad way to go. Eric Migiano turns 21 on Sunday! Dammit. If I get sick this weekend...let's just say I'll be a little perturbed.

I talked to Prof. Schrager (BLAW) about the specifics of my independent study for next semester. I'm going to do it! I'm thrilled. Not only did he approve of my idea, he gave me some excellent suggestions. He wants me to narrow the topic down further, since copyright law, even in application to the music industry, is too broad to tackle in a semester. My research will basically revolve around cases, specifically dealing with technology and copyright law, and, I guess, analyzing them and kind of seeing the commonalities and maybe the exceptions to certain laws...I don't really know. I just pulled that last part out of my ass. In any case, he suggested that I find out who the lawyers are and try to get in contact with them and get behind the case. Now THAT is cool. I didn't even think of doing something like that...it just didn't occur to me that I could actually talk to those people. Professor Schrager said he'd help me get in touch with them. He also knows a guy from ASCAP. Another wonderful connection. All in all, I'm psyched. Next goal is to get my resume up on e-Recruiting so I'm eligible for the MIS internship program. I want to be in New York City this summer...although my dad said I could go anywhere I want, as long as it "makes sense." California anyone? Maybe Seattle? The west coast will most likely be left for another time, but it's cool to think about all the possibilities.

I'm still at work. I have a little less than 45 minutes left. Stephanie and Morgan discovered my CD. It was lying on Catherine's desk. Nothing like digging vintage crap like Barefoot. Wait, that's harsh. It's not crap. It's just weird to listen to. It makes me feel like I'm in high school again.

Speaking of high school, I have been replaced by Weezer. The world has turned and left me here.

I need some inspiration. I'm sort of writing bits and pieces of tunes without ever actually completing the musical portion of them. If there's no completed music, there's no beginning to lyrics. I think I'm too stressed lately to formulate songs. I might just have to wait until I'm on break.

I have an exam tomorrow. Which means I might choose to study longer instead of coming to Jorgensen for 7:30. I'll miss one of the bands...I'm ok with that. Yellowcard won't even be on until 10pm.

Next semester has some good concerts lined up. ; ) You'll just have to wait and see.

Concert Obsession

Tue, 09 Nov 2004 16:46:59 GMT

So the concert streak is almost done *tear*. Thursday, Nov. 4th was the kick-off of my 4 concerts (originally 3 concert) in 7 days run. Matt Nathanson was the 4th (awesome, so good that I went to see him again on...) and again on the 6th, Jimmy Eat World was on the 7th and the 10th is Yellowcard. Of the four concerts, my favorite concert thus far was Saturday's Matt Nathanson concert at Elms College. The dynamic was great, Matt and his opener, Charlotte Martin, rocked the stage. Matt is coming to the East coast again on Dec. 4th to finish his tour. Tickets went on sale today. I bought tickets yesterday. Don't ask. I don't even know. Jimmy Eat World was my second favorite. That was a great concert, even though the two opening bands kind of sucked.

Right now I'm in OPIM class, also known as the opium class. Not because we associate ourselves with opium, but because when you say OPIM it sounds like opium. Good story, no?

I am skipping markteting class today to talk to my law professor about the independent study idea. Marketing class is useless. At least this one is, in my opinion.

A recording date is finally set up for next week. By finally, I mean, FINALLY. I also got the pictures back from the photo shoot done a couple of weeks ago. Looking at 50 pictures of yourself isn't really that amusing. Some of them came out ok. Nothing inspires me.

This is a short, useless post inspired only by my desire to not pay attention in class and appease the individuals that stalk my live journal.

I want coffee. And food.

Mon, 25 Oct 2004 17:11:33 GMT

It appears that writing in this thing is the epitome of procrastination. Or frustration.
I'm at work right now. The site is so close to be done (at least what needs to be done to make it functionable and uploadable). I'm doing the hardest part...the database work...the code that makes it dynamic. I'm having issues and I'm annoyed.

You know those mornings when you get up and you're in a pretty good mood, you go take a shower, you come back, and you turn into the biggest klutz ever? Yeah, that was me this morning. The problem is once I keep knocking things over, I piss myself off and eventually am ready to throw something (if I manage to pick it up without dropping it on my foot). In addition to being a klutz, my computer was croaking this morning...a slow computer is THE WORST THING IN THE WORLD. It's worse than being overseas and not having a guitar. I think it's worse than not having a computer altogether. The computer is sitting in front of you, you expect it to work, and IT DOESN'T. IT DOESN'T WORK BECAUSE IT'S FUCKING SLOW. So actually it works, it just takes 5 minutes to process something. I can't deal with that inefficiency. I can't wait till I can get rid of the stupid business laptop. Piece of crap.

International Nite is this week. I expect everyone of my friends to be there...even those of you that are out of the country. At least you should be there in spirit.

I had such a long list of stuff to accomplish this weekend...I managed to get through a good portion of it. On the other hand, there are some important things I still did not get done. I'll have to bring stuff home with me today when I go and do my laundry. I'm running out of underwear. I think I ran out of socks. I'm in dire need of clean pants.

Did I mention that last week I spent 160 dollars on clothing?? Did I mention that that hasn't done anything to curb my shopping appetite.

I had breakfast with Julie on Sunday morning! Thank god. I hadn't seen that girl for two weeks. That's absolutely absurd.

Another pointless, bitchin post to add to the list. I'm getting looks from my boss. Luckily, I keep everyone necessary window open so I have easy access to the one I should be looking at.

Peace.

Thu, 21 Oct 2004 16:11:42 GMT

1. I have 15 minutes left of class. I'm writing in this journal because I'm sick of talking to myself online and figure this would be more productive.

2. I'm talking to Nicki online...the girl is currently in Vienna. She's studying abroad in London. I never get to talk to her. I'm talking to her right now but OH WAIT....I'M TALKING TO MYSELF. For some reason she's not responding to me...probably because she is talking to everyone else that hasn't talked to her....*tear*. I'm very sad. Oh and she signed off. SHIT. SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT. WHAT THE HELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL???????????????????????
Anyway, I miss her like woah.

3. I'm officially an MIS major!! Yippee! I can now announce myself as the computer geek that I am. I'm really excited about this. Next semester I get to take classes in Systems Analysis, Network Design, Web Development, etc. It's gonna be good. I also have to take Finance 201 so I can get another CBK out of the way (Common Body of Knowledge) and FINALLY I should take MGMT 272...the one credit required "Career Development" class. The downside to all this is that most of these classes only have one section and the damn classes are in the afternoon. I'm annoyed by this. I hate taking classes in the afternoon. BAH.

4. THE RED SOX WON YESTERDAY!!! WE'RE ON OUR WAY TO THE WORLD SERIES!!! YEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHH

5. I performed on Tuesday. A decent hour set was played. John did a nice job in the second set. Overall, it was a good evening. The Daily Campus printed an article about it. Yay for two mentionings of my name in a 7 day period.

6. This is a long week. My academics are going downhill cause of all the baseball watching...eeek. The series finally ends and now tonight I'm on duty. I have to get my photo taken at 3 today. Friday is lip sync. Saturday is the damn start of the world series. The whole weekend is homecoming so I'm required to stay on campus. I'm exhausted.

7. Concerts are coming up!! Yay!!! Here's the list thus far:
11/4: Matt Nathanson @ The Webster, Hartford, CT
11/7: Jimmy Eat World @ Lupos, Providence, RI
11/10: Yellowcard @ Jorgensen, Storrs, CT
11/11: Coffeehouse @ Towers..not really a concert, but a music date nonetheless.
12/2: Better Than Ezra @ The Webster, Hartford, CT
12/4: Keller Williams??? Not sure yet. We'll see how I'm doing financially in November.

I <3 concerts.

8. I <3 music.

9. I <3 the Red Sox.

10. I <3 the end of class!! Oh shit...I still have marketing. Bleh.