"Fun Fun Fun...

Just layin' in the sun!" I wish, its been gray and wet and cold for days. I need to go somewhere dry, and hot and sunny. At least I got out of the house today. I've been thinking a lot lately about living in the moment, and what it means. As far as I can tell, I have been living in the moment for most of my life, with brief but frequent forays into the future and past, to ponder events over which I have little or no control, respectively. Today though, I spent about two hours so wrapped up in what I was experiencing at the moment that I did not feel the passage of time at all. When I came out of this state, I was acutely aware of every second as it slipped by. Eventually this feeling wore off, but I am left with a profound sense of emptiness as I think of the things I could have done with those seconds. As I type, however, I realize that I spent them with an amazing person, having quite a good time, and most definetely not wasting my time. I suppose that what I need is to stop wondering about the long run, or how to get ahead in life, and just focus on what I just said, what colour her dress is, and what it is that I'm doing at the time. I'm not saying don't make plans, I'm saying plan to do something comletely unexpected.

Top Five Songs To Wander To

1. Road To Nowhere -Talking Heads
2. Highway To Hell -AC/DC
3. Streetcorner Symphony -Rob Thomas
4. Boulevard Of Broken Dreams -Green Day
5. Highway Cafe Of The Damned -Austin Lounge Lizards
   

Today...

Today was good. But what is good? Is it a measurable standard agreed upon by society? Or is it relative to our own experience? In any case, and by any standard, today was a good day. Alas, it is come too near an end however, and I fear that I may lose the sweet embrace of this evenings events upon the dawning of the sun. "Fear not!" my conscience alarms; "Thine memory is safe within the ivory shell of thine skull". Upon me the fear looms however, that my remembrance should fade, and the lessons of this night, so harshly learned, should slip from my inner register like so much sand through an hourglass. Hark to my warning children, care for your memories and they shall not desert thee, but fritter them away like coins in a gambler's purse, and ye shall be rewarded with an empty head upon yon shoulders.

What the fuck was that?

I'm tired, and I have no idea what I'm typing, so I bid thee farewell, and good morrow.

Strangers and Broken hearts pt.2

In my new philosophy on strangers, I have had to make a place for the possibility that a stranger might break my heart. After this realization, I saw that not only could this happen, it already had. Every time you meet someone, chat for a while, and then the boyfriend they didn't mention comes up and grabs them away, a little bit of your heart, the bit you might have given to them dies away. I, as a hopeless romantic go through this cycle daily; see a girl, chat, boyfriend, awkward pause, repeat. anyway, I thought that this post needed a conclusion, and here it is, my Top Five videos of the moment:

1. I Hate My Life -Theory of a Deadman
2. All star -Smashmouth
3. All nightmare long -Metallica
4. Fake it -Seether
5. Float on -Modes Mouse
   

Strangers and broken hearts pt.1

Strangers make the best friends.
allow me to explain, all of my best and closest friends were people who I never expected to meet, people who I did not meet through friends, but simply clicked with one day. seemingly every day now I meet someone amazing with best friend potential, today alone I met three people who made my day! anyway, now that we have established my stranger rule, I will get to the broken heart part.
When you have a broken heart, the best cure is to talk to strangers. two of my newest friends came to me today and confided their frustrations, and a third at least talked to me about them. these are not people I know very well, sure they are my friends, but at most I've known one for a few months.
I think that the comfort afforded by knowing that you can cut off a new friendship allows you to share more of yourself, until you decide if you can be intimate with the person.
Anyway, I digress again. My main point is this: Strangers are the best people to take your problems to, they can help you, and if they do so, they will no longer be strangers.
Have fun with this little nugget of knowledge, and take with you my Top Five strange songs of the now!

1. A little piece of heaven -Avenged Sevenfold
2. When I'm 64 -The Beatles
3. Many funerals -Eisley
4. I believe you but my tommy gun don't -Brand New
5. Dani california -The Red Hot Chili Peppers
   

Credo Quia Absurdum Est

I believe it because it is Absurd. This both sums up my belief system as well as defines all of the things I do not believe. I refuse to believe those things for which I have no proof, but I must believe things that no one else will, or those ideas may be lost. I don't know. Good night everyone.

You guys rock!

Thank you to all (five of you now!) of you for the awesome feedback, you guys make me feel like maybe writing it all down is worth it! I love all of you, and hopefully I'll be able to share my twisted world view with more of you as time progresses. For now I will leave you with my Top Five Bands to Party to:

1. Brand New -Any time you put on Brand New, its a party!
2. Rise Against -If its a mosh pit, nothing encourages violence quite like RA.
3. AC/DC -Everybody knows the lyrics, perfect for when you're drunk and trying to sing with your best mates.
4. Talking heads -If you can't dance to psycho killer then you have problems.
5. Blink 182 -I have no idea why they're on this list, but somehow it seems appropriate.
   

Damn my eyes...

...For leading me to every pretty girl in existence! My rotten, overly romantic synapses are firing on all enamored cylinders again, and sure enough, another beautiful girl has walked into my life. Logically, this would not be viewed as anything resembling a bad thing, however, when in the presence of true beauty, I discover how deeply I can truly loathe myself. Only when confronted with something so outlandishly pulchritudinous (look it up) that I am struck with awe, am I able to reach the dizzying depths of my self esteem. Nothing puts your own life into perspective than observing someone who is so outrageously good at something ( even if it is simply being gorgeous) that there is no need for them to try. Anyway, I digress, my point is merely that I cannot afford to be in love. I just don't have the time! Look how much time I've wasted typing this long winded explanation, when I could be doing something constructive ( like all the course work I have yet to finish), but no, I will fritter away my time with childish imaginings, all because my blasted teenage, hormone addled brain can't look a pretty girl in the eyes without making my icy heart melt into a rose tinted puddle of uselessness. Well, if I'm going to write about it, I might as well make a list for it. hm, what haven't I done yet, I know!
Here are my top five Romantic Gestures ( yes I know how weak a pretense this is, but please, bear with me)

1. A single rose -How much more classy does it get? nothing says " let's get it on" like one blood red rose (besides Marvin Gaye of course)
2. A mix tape -Music screams the words that we are afraid to say, and "I Love You" is no exception.
3. A portrait -If done right, a portrait can betray all of the subtle feelings of the painter, and if the subject is loved, then the painting will be that much better.
4. A song - Going back to music, if you have the knack for it, why not express your thoughts with an acoustic guitar and your scratchy mid-pubescent voice? Really, it can't be THAT bad.
5. I Love You -Just say it. Really. It's that simple, not much is more romantic than just being honest about your feelings, and if that means shouting it to the heavens, then do it.

If you're still reading, thanks for riding out my incessant ranting, and I hope that your romantic misadventures are at least less painful/useless/hilarious than mine, good night.

"You Go Glen Coco!"

This phrase just earned me a new awesome friend! It's amazing how the internet brings people together, whether they be angsty, drug addled teens, Crazy Pedophiles, or just your average everyday Freaks. Anyway, I was lurking on PostSecret (which is so amazingly awesome by the way) when I noticed that they had posted a new blog, and so I was the first one to comment. I put up my glen coco shout and immediately I got like five friends requests on m,yspace from people calling me their hero! I checked out the admirers and one of them seemed not to be a 40 year old stalker from des moines, so I added her, and after conversing quite randomly I have deduced that she is in fact, quite awesome! All of this coupled with my lack of course work has put me in a great mood, and now ( because I know you were waiting for it) My Top Five New Friends Songs:

1. Collapse (post Amerika) -Rise Against
2. A little peice of Heaven -Avenged Sevenfold ( it's about necrophelia, what isn't to like? @.@)
3. The last DJ -Tom Petty and the HeartBreakers
4. All The Small Things -Blink 182 ( who just reformed!)
5. 1985 -Bowling for Soup

Yes I know that this list is pretty random (and that I use parenthesis way way too much) but they were all five of the top played on my iPod while talking to this girl, so Aurevoir for now!