alien ant farm - 1000 days

de ja vu


looked at a pile'a cd cases on my desk that i hadn't given even a glance in the past few months and saw alien ant farm's 'truANT' album...an album i got for cheap on low plaza on one of those fair days. quite possibly the last cd i purchased...either way it gave me an interesting sense of de ja vu just now. when i'd first bought it, it didn't leave my cd player for a long, long time. for some reason....in an instant it just didn't appeal to me anymore...

but the feeling it gave me playing the song 'glow' ("and even with the lights on we'll glow") through my head...it gave me an intense feeling of badd-assness. i used to listen to it a lot studying last semester i think...i can't explain to you how creepy this is right now....but as i sit here at 4am getting ready to do a paper i've been preparing to do for the past....2 hours....i feel ALIVE for the first time i have in a long time.

i think it might be because it's finally starting to hit me that i'm almost fuckin' done with school. i'm about to write my last paper. i have two projects that i'm not yet worried about finishing (we have enough time)...i have three finals that i'm also not too worried about. my money situation's okay. i've got decent plans for at least the next few months and only a few differnet paths to choose from for the months following those...

very weird shit. i sat down to blob about 'wings' when i sat down, before i saw this album. quickly, though:

i regularly look forward to watching wings on nick at nite (ch. 25) at 3 and 3:30am (two episodes). i know it's retarded to stay up that late to watch a show but for some reason i love it. tonight was one of the one's with carleton...he's this senile millionaire who lives on nantucket (sp?) and for donating 10k to a hospital, sandpiper gave him a coupon for a free flight...and by a typo...it was a free flight ANYWHERE so he wants to go to fuckin' Las Cruzes, new mexico (nantucket's off boston, i'm pretty sure). hilarity ensues :) the most charming thing about carleton is that he CONSTANTLY asks the most RETARDED questions...like 'how much do you think this building weighs?' or 'if you got bit by a monkey, what type of drugs do you think they'd give you?'

fuckin' hilarious.

an 11 hour flight turned into a 27 hour flight of it...

and now i jsut wanna sit here and blast my eardrums off ('glow' just came on) w/ my headphones instead of write my paper on the cochlear amplifier (inner ear mechanism that actually adds energy to incoming sound waves...unbelievable, really). i'll destroy my ears, write a paper about it, and then post it....hopefully. stay tuned for round 3 of my horrible fuckin' grammer in an actual paper that i'm turning in : )

it really does amaze me how painful it is for some people to read my shit.


unstoppable.