R.I.P. John Lennon

30 years and the man is still making a HUGE impact.

December 1st

Could it be? The first REAL SNOW is actually occurring on December 1st? I hate snow but this is kind of cool. Even though I almost fell on my ass because of the white stuff on my way back from class, I'm kind of enjoying it.

I also just heard this news: ILLINOIS HOUSE APPROVES CIVIL UNIONS FOR GAY/LESBIAN COUPLES

Now my cousin and her girlfriend can get hitched and so can my other gay/lesbian friends :) This just shows that we're 1 step closer to equality; I'm very stoked.

Hopefully December is going to be a bitchin' month, I feel that there's something in the air.

Thankful.

Thanksgiving is in 2 days. I hate to admit this, but I only know that Thanksgiving is in 2 days because my roomie has a countdown on her whiteboard. Otherwise, I'd be completely oblivious and that, combined with my ZERO sense of time, isn't really the best combination. Regardless, I am thankful for things this year. This year's list is more mature that last year's. I've grown up and experienced things and I know what's important and what's not. With this said, I still have the capacity to be shallow and be thankful for material items (oh well, I'm not perfect)

1) My family's health. For the past 5 years, a family member of mine has died in November. This year, everyone was happy and healthy.
2) Doing well in college. I was scared I would fail, ok?
3) My parents still having jobs and trying to float above this shit economy.
4) My family's pact to get physically healthy in 2011. Biggest Losers anyone? Placing bets now :)
5) Music -given, like this one would ever change?

now something cute:


Happy 2 day 'til Thanksgiving whoever reads this :)

I'll Tumble for Ya

my tumblr

^it's more fun.

Light my Fire

so...I've now smoked a couple of cigarettes in my lifetime. I thought I was NEVER going to but...well, I did. The guilt kills me though, sometimes I feel like I can still taste the nicotine (even though it's been almost 2 months and I brush my teeth twice a day). But it got me thinking about why smoking is portrayed as glamorous. After I smoked, I smelled like crap, my throat burned, and my mouth felt dirty...really dirty. There's something about it that, as lame and cliched as it sounds, makes you feel...cool. Or maybe I thought/felt all of this because I was drunk and we were stumbling around Boys Town at 5:30 in the morning with a Lady Gag Gag blow-up doll. ANYWAYS -smoking is not glamorous, but some of the most beautiful and talented women do it and people accept it/condone it/replicate it. It's weird how pop culture society works, isn't it?

New beginnings?

Oh hey Blogger. I've been all up in Tumblr's business yet again; it's just so much easier. However, I prefer to ramble on blogger because I KNOW no one reads this whereas on Tumblr, people actually like some of my posts :)

But today, November 13th at 11:18 p.m. -I'm going to be more positive. I live in my mind, constantly over-analyzing every little detail and comparing my life to the lives of others , but now I'm going to stop. STOP!...Jane's Addiction moment...sorry. On a sidenote, does anyone think Seth Meyers is hot? I think he's hot. My sister prefers Andy Samberg but that's only because she's shallow 0_0

To keep on this positive thing, I'm shocked at how much I've been dancing and singing lately. I don't really dance, I moreso hop and shimmy and throw in the occassional fist pump for shits and giggles. The singing is getting really bad. I turn on The Like's new album and sing-along to "Don't Make a Sound."


The Strokes needle is also firmly stuck in my arm again as a result of the Isle of Wight coverage that was on Palladia. They're just so good...I can't help myself -I geek out. I was born with this large capacity to geek over just about anything, it's a double-edged sword.

Um....so, end of post? If I don't post again -Happy Thanksgiving :)

Jules gives a Thanksgiving shout-out during "Someday" -hells yeah

Cheater.

I'm a cheater. I've been cheating on this blog with Tumblr and I've been cheating on Albert Hammond, Jr. with Mark Ronson. For these indiscretions, I apologize.

However, I'm back :) No one reads this, but I'm posting to make myself feel better. If I don't post, I'm going to go Dimmesdale on my ass and start whipping myself before I go to bed and ultimately die from a bleeding "A" I carved into my chest. <-That's a Scarlet Letter reference for anyone who hasn't read it. I actually enjoyed that book in high school, it's quite beautiful.

I love how I can say that now, "...in high school," as if I've been out for so long that it all seems like a distant, fuzzy memory. In a way, it does. I can't remember certain lunch room conversations I thought I'd remember forever. I don't really care, but high school wasn't as much of a miserable cliche as I have made it out to be. Could this be maturity? I don't know.

I'm sitting here, reading about Charles Manson and listening to Radiohead's Pablo Honey album. It really doesn't get old. I know Thom Yorke hates "Creep" but it's still brilliant and relevant. It's kind of like how "Don't Stop Believin" by Journey will never get old; "Creep" will live on in my iTunes forever. My children will consider it "oldies" but they'll even appreciate it.

Isn't that weird to think about? The music we listen to today will be considered "the oldies" to our kids/future generations? I can't imagine bands like The Strokes or Radiohead being considered "oldies." Fuck...I'm introspective right now, aren't I?

ANYWAYS-it looks like rain and it looks like I'm procrastinating. Shit.