vaneigem's Diaryland Diary
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CALL OUT YOUR REAL NAME
music: the juan maclean
ARGHBHALHDBLHARG.
if you want to give me a nervous breakdown, just hold my calendar infront of my face
the idea of writing essays for UNIVERSITY kind of FREAKS ME OUT. JUST A LITTLE BIT. getting work done actually makes me feel good and productive, it's just the distractions that i need to stay away from.
and here i am. here i am.
i wish i had big thick beautiful eyebrows with the curves beginning near the end. I KNOW YOU KNOW THE ONES I'M TALKING ABOUT.
i wish i had a million more of these original stewart's cream sodas, the best cream sodas that ever sodaed. they are going for 99 cents a pop at fine foods. HA HA. GET IT? A POP? GET IT?!?!?! YOU KNOW?!?
i wish my jeans would magically become clean with the wave of a hand so i didn't have to do a whole load of laundry
i wish i had houndstooth EVERYTHING but i WILL have my scarf. i will.
i wish marcelle would re-tell me that really bad joke about the elephant so i could charm whole populations with it.
wow. paul from The United States of America wants to stay here on the 30th but i really have nowhere to put him. we don't have a full couch, and my bed is the smallest possible size of bed. it's quite a tragedy, actually. and i mean... United States of AMERICA! how about THAT!!!!!!
lately i have beating the shit out of geoff. now, don't give me that male abuse crap. cuz it's ain't like that. so, please, step back and take your place. thanks. we had a pseudo wrestling match and (i'll admit it here) he won, but tonight i punched him and broke his bag. this, my friend, is the essence of The Healthy Relationship, according to jlc.
quite a long while ago.. possibly years ago even... neon hunk played in toronto. ontario. canada. a man by the name of christopher kites opened for their band. just to even look at that masterpiece was so, so so..... yes. ok he wasn't THAT amazing, but my lord, if i ever see him again, who knows what i'll do. SO. mystery man disappeared ever since, and i never heard his name uttered ever, ever again (except in my sweet sweet fantasies. just kidding.) until the other day. it was a glorious day, with The Trevor Stark by my side, and i came across "KITES" on cd. with cute little children running in a playground, balloons in hand. CONSIDER YOURSELF BOUGHT!
(update: the kites album is actually REALLY FUCKING AMAZING.)
that night we went to see bell hooks, and it was really good, but a little too short for me. it seemed to mainly have been a book promotion in my opinion. regardless, seeing her speak was very inspiring and i still remember her voice and when she said "check yourself" and "I.W.S.C.P." (you'll know what i mean if you saw it too). i particularly liked the choice thing she talked about and avoiding cop-outs
i saw quinton &miss pussycat play. mp rules my mind. her puppet show fucking rocked the area. it was about magical snowball stands and termites and lizards.
before was pony da look and they were just kind of...
hmm.
ok, think of those girls who liked horses in elementary school. i had one named janet, and i know you had AT LEAST ONE too. they loved horses, rode horses, had pictures of horses, read horse books, had horse wallpaper in their room, wore horse shirts, and even started to look like a horse to you after a while.
pony da look reminds me of them, and it actually has NOTHING to do with their band name, so maybe it's a subconscious thing, but maybe it's not, and i'm just a genius to have made that ingenius connection
and no i don't think they look like horses, just the way they act. they seem kind of loser-y. sorry. HA HA.
speaking of ingenuity, thomas homer-DIXON lectured our polisci class this week! holy fuck! it was awesome. it was awesome. oh wait, i already said that. well.. it was awesome. shit. ok. next topic. no wait. nevermind.
ok
i'm going insane
i have to get to work
goodobeye. hello.
i have a roll of film coming up for you. some of it is mine and geoff's roadtrips to CAMPBELLFORD and like... BRIGHTON. or some shit. they are on our side. i think i have a couple from BLVL, MY TOWN<3. and maybe i think some from my birthday? and i think some from the cooking contest.
OH YEAH
our entire res had an iron chef contest. they gave us the special ingredient of cornpops and then you go to the house competition and then all the 6 separate houses compete for the big grand finale prizes. well, we made a fucking AMAZING cake, trashed our kitchen, broke an entire jar of spaghetti sauce all over the floor, and won the whole shebang. we got more cooking utensils than you need, a wok, and some shitty stuff like suckers and ugly coasters. fucking DEREK (i thought his name was morgan but it's DEREK, the "tonight is the NIGHT!" pocket protector boy kept bugging us and my god i am IN LOVE WITH HIM)
hmm
i fucking miss making films. so many good memories happened from that. so many crazy memories. so much interaction, so much working with people, not PAGES.
Let's start a REVOLUTION
PEOPLE, NOT PAGES
THANK YOU
so before i end this, i have pictures that i want to share that i kind of like. i don't really have much use for them anywhere, in any possible way, i just like them, most were found in random places, and i'm just kind of "procrastinating," as they say:
that last one is PRIME
the end.
goodbreyely for real nowl.,
9:40 pm - 10.21.03
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