Out of control
On videotape...

I am constantly amazed by how little taste my fellow students have.

I am also amazed by how much I am like Chuck Klosterman, a fact that I hold with great disdain.

Well whatever happened to them...

Why hallo there, adoring public.

1) I officially live in Brooklyn now. Being surrounded by pretentious hipsters isn't all that bad. I only act the part. I don't dress it. Skinny jeans are demonic.

2) School's going well, I have a nice job, but money is still kind of tight. Time to reduce expenses, and get that fat loan too.

3) Oh yeah! I still don't have a fucking cell phone. Idiot Fedex guy dropped it off on my stoop. In the middle of Brooklyn. During the day. You can figure out the rest.

4) I just got back from the concert on Randall's Island, and let me tell you, HOLY SHIT. Wild Light, Les Savy Fav, Blonde Redhead, LCD Soundsystem, and THE ARCADE MOTHERFUCKING FIRE. My mind is still blown. Absolutely fantastic. My best to Win & Regine and all the rest in Europe. Oh, and happy birthday Will!

5) If you're bored, and want new music, this is what you should be listening to:

The Most Serene Republic - Population
Stars - In Our Bedroom After the War
Reverie Sound Review - Self-titled
Broken Social Scene Presents: Kevin Drew - Spirit If...
Menomena - Wet & Rusting
Blonde Redhead - 23
Okkervil River - The Stage Names
Feist - The Reminder
Band of Horses - Cease to Begin

Peace, love and all that jazz.

Around 40-ish days without a blog post. I bet the internet missed me.

1) I got into LIU. It's going to cost me another $28,000 per year. And that's not including wherever I'm going to live. I don't really have that kind of money, which makes me slightly apprehensive.

2) I'm home, which is nice, save for the complete desolation. I'm just bored, really really bored, which is why...

3) I've been watching a lot of House. House is a great show. You should all watch House. I kind of want to be like House. Except for the cane. Being a cripple may have some perks, but I don't think I'm ready to give up a leg for it. Also, Cameron is super hot. Like... whoa.

4) Speaking of hot, I was seeing a girl before I left school. I know, big surprise there. Imagine that *gloat gloat gloat.* We were kinda-sortas, meaning that there wasn't supposed to be any emotional attachment after we parted ways, since I'm never going back to UConn no way not ever. She got attached, I didn't. Does that make me an asshole (more so that I already am?). I don't really know.

5) Spider-Man: Blue may be the greatest comic story ever told. It's what a big portion of Spider-Man 3 should have been. It's just so good.

6) Things that aren't good. Spider-Man 3. Seriously, fuck Tobey McGuire for thinking he's above the role of an iconic superhero. Fuck Kirsten Dunst for having no rack, and being an awful Mary Jane. Fuck Sam Raimi for hating on Venom, yet despite this still including him in the movie. Fuck everyone for crying so damn much (Topher Grace gets a by on this one). Most of all, fuck the writers for making Gwen Stacy completely irrelevant. For SHAME.

7) Mastodon is super-metal. 'Nuff said.

8) Kurt Vonnegut died. Shed some tears.

9) I'm working on a Sin City wallpaper right now. It's shaping up pretty nice. I might post a WIP, but I don't think DA would appreciate that. So you'll all have to sit with bated breath until I wrap it up.

I know your best was still your worst, when Hollywood was calling out your name...

The anxiety of waiting for my acceptance letter is hard to deal with. If I don't get in, I'm fucked, and I live in constant fear of fuckery. More than anything, I just want to know already. Hurry up.

1) The Battlestar Galactica finale was, in a word, the tits. Great soundtrack, especially the "All Along the Watchtower" cover, and a gigantic reveal that left me going WTF. Srsly.

2) The downside of that is: 9 months or more until Season 4. Ronald D. Moore, you're a tawdry bitch keeping me in suspense like this. I'm sure when BSG premiers in January, I'll need new pants.

So, preemptively, you owe me a new pair of pants.

3) I'm going to a swanky party tonight. Shirt and tie and slacks and black shoes affair. This will be followed by me getting hammered and wearing the aforementioned tie around my head. And perhaps a lampshade, if one is available

4) Threadless makes some boss t-shirts. I want to buy more.

5) There is no 5.

6) I'm at the end of hard mode in Guitar Hero II, and it feels like a burly man bending me over and committing sodomy. At some point, this will cease to be fun.

7) Dear UConn, thank you for dicking me over for housing. I'm hopefully not going to be back here next year; if that occurs, I will care very little. However, if I do, and I live in a shit-pit, we're going to have words.

And I declare war on this academic institution. It truly is a wretched hive of scum and villainy, not unlike the Mos Eisley Cantina. My personal war will involve not stressing about shit that doesn't matter, performing excellently on the shit that does, and finally, getting the hell out of dodge as soon as possible.

1) Break was relaxing, if not a little bit boring. Got some quality friend-time that really lifted my spirits. Got some serious game-time in with Gears of War and Geometry Wars. <3 Xbox360.

2) I'm back at school and ready to kill. Fuck the work, I hate this place.

3) It seems that I'm in line to get a large sum of money from my loans. Now I no longer have to pretend I'm poor and can more easily travel to the city/home, if it suits me.

4) St. Patrick's Day is this weekend, and I'm thinking a serious New York adventure. I'll need to talk to some people, but I should be able to get completely hammered and not have to worry about anything. Good times.

5) I ordered some new Threadless t-shirts, and I got some new jeans, and a haircut. I could totally be a scenester if I wanted to.

6) New Galactica tonight. It doesn't get much better.