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Friday August 17, 01
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09:38 PM - i love this show
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i think if there's one thing i love as much as morrissey's music...it's iron chef. i love that show! i think it would be good for U.S. culture to adopt some of the humility of most asian cultures. i guess that's why i am going to be taking japanese this next year...so i can get the heck out of here and move to japan. i think that the challenger is going to win tonight. ...
since i started listening to moz about a year ago, morrissey and the smiths' cd's have constantly been in my cd player...but lately i've been addicted to depeche mode...especially blasphemous rumors and home. i saw 'em at the santa barbara bowl on the fourth, and since then..."i just can't get enough"... (that was lame). despite listening to a lot of DM lately i have learned that i truly do love moz's music...because i find myself going back to it...over and over again. dang it, i just want to find somebody else that has the same respect and admiration for his music as i do. it's a horrible feeling when i try and introduce a friend to morrissey and the friend straight up rejects it. but whatever, i'll get over it. ...
only one minute to go...i now think that the iron chef will win.
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Thursday August 16, 01
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09:48 PM - especially cheery; yet disenchanted
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i'm definately in a better mood than i have been in the past...perhaps it is the approaching semester, or maybe that i only have two days left of "the job". the only thing that has been bothering me lately is myself...and the insane amount of time i've bee spending with myself. i read a lot...and try to write. sometimes the latter even depresses me, due to a lack of actual skill. but it's still a lot of fun to just go to a local coffee shop and spend a few hours reading and writing. i just wish i could spend some of those "wasted" hours (as my loving and understanding parents remind me) with someone. i dont' consider myself a lonely person, nor a despondent recluse...but this summer has been exactly that. living in a different town for this particular summer has left my days void of friendship, save for the fragile and insubstantial relationships i have made at work...and i leave those behind in two days. crap-o, in retrospect, i don't sound all that cheery after all. but really, i have been, surprisingly so. but i am definately detached from any reality right now. i am just kinda reliving the same life, day after day. and so i'm used to it....no worries, no hopes...just 'illin at the coffee shop spending time with myself and inanimate characters...oh but they do keep me company....hehe. ......Among my disenchantment, i become very very silly...
come, oh come sept. fourth
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Wednesday August 01, 01
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09:31 PM - stupid work
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i don't know if anybody can sympathize with me, but i hate my job. it's not so much the job; rather, the disdain and condescending attitude of shift managers (who only achieve their position due to the insane amount of time they've worked there...no merit involved at all) and know-nothing customers. ug, i just want civility...thats all i ask. anyways, despite it all, i'm cheering up.
besides civility, all i ask for is another morrissey album. is that too much to ask for?
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Tuesday July 31, 01
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07:51 PM - i just can't decide
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hmmm, i really like this whole "journal" thing...but i can't seem to get past the idea that i shoudl be writing in my real journal...but oh well.
it's the summer, and i'm waiting for sept. fourth to come...because then i'll be off to school...and as strange as it sounds, i'm dying to go back. i hate it here in this town...i wouldn't be here if i had the choice, adn i guess i do. but it's hard to go against your parents wishes when they are helping me out with school. otherwise, i'd quit my job and move out...
one more month.
i spend my time just reading and writing...and listening to musis...mostly morrissey. it's funny. it wasn't even a year ago when i first heard suedehead...from there, i have been insanely adament about searching out every moz album/single/promo out there... i can't get enough. his music is such an inspiration to me...
well, enough is enough...maybe i'll write later
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