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on 7-22-2003 at 1:24am
|Music: glenn branca-the ascension
|So if you have been wanting to know what's been going on in my life for the past week, you are in luck. Not much has changed. Going over to the Garbarino's. Jamming on Mario Golf, Mario Party, and Goldeneye. Veteran's with Ian, Abby, Austin, and the Jake-Lexie coalition of love. Side thought: I would like a relationship with a girl that's as sweet as theirs. Dinner with Ben and Vivi was nice. I'm glad they at least showed up, and I am happy that you guys enjoyed it. Went clothes shopping with my mom at Burdines. Got into a fight, because I didn't want to pay $70 for a shirt I didn't even like. Guess who won that battle. Morikami with Noah on Friday was interesting. A lot of classic comments were made by me.
"So Noah, was your host mother Asian?"
Game. Set, Bookmark. Anyways, went to the gym today with Wrestling captain Will Durgin. He decided to make me lift weights for two hours, and while the sentiment was appreciated, I can't feel my arms as of this typing. And you don't need to be buff to be indie. Indie 4 life!
So I get home, and read on Pitchfork that the Exploding Hearts, the best new power-pop band I've heard in ages, had their van flip over while traveling to their next gig, and 3 of their members died. Now I hate when deaths of celebrities are overly mourned, because I don't see how the death of a NBA player or of a rock star who overdosed is sadder than a single mom/dad getting run over by a car or a little kid dying of cancer. But I was saddened by this extremely. First of all, their record Guitar Romantic has been one of the 5 most most played albums this summer by me. It isn't anything that original or special; just some really fuckin enjoyable rock music. Download some songs, or better yet, buy their album. This band would be big right now if anyone had heard this record. Secondly, none of these guys were over 23, and it's not like they weren't doing anything with their lives, which is more than a lot of people their ages can say. And finally, well, words can't describe it. I didn't know them, and they didn't know me, but I guess when you play their record, you feel connected. I am well aware of how corny this sounds, and believe me, I'm not trying to be melodramatic. I don't know, it's just a major shock. It's weird; I see and read about death in the news all the time, from the war in Iraq to local deaths, and I never really think about it. But when it happens to another group of strangers who died two mornings ago in Oregan, I am affected by it. I know in the pantheon of death, this is ever so minor, and won't be remembered by 99.9999998% of the world, but this will stick with me for the rest of my life. And god, how many people have to die before we all start wearing seatbelts? Anwyas, life is fragile. Blah blah blah. Let's go get trashed.
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I though she was Canadian.
Re:, 07-22-03 1:41pm
I though, therefore I am.