Today, I was actually productive. So productive, I decided to write about it. Usually, the only time I spend at my apartment is in between classes (sleeping) and after work (also sleeping). I eat every now and then and since the rest of the time is spent sleeping (you thought I was kidding, didn't you?) the place can get a little messy over the ( Read more... )

Gone but not forgotten, Marlon Brando

One day I was playing frisbee with my friend Galen in the field here on campus. It wasn't ultimate frisbee or anything like that, just really laid back with not much else to do but soak up the sunlight and postpone homework. Galen, skinny Galen, takes off his shirt and romps around freely. We continue to play. "Why don't you take your shirt off ( Read more... )

So you go to the bookstore. You buy the book. How much did that cost you? Fifty dollars? A hundred? That's okay. You won't have to start paying for it until six months after you drop out. By then, it won't even matter. Nothing will. So you go through the book because the person with the Ph.D. tells you to. You learn about abstract ( Read more... )

I just visited the official Tool website and couldn't help but notice that the band is working toward a new CD. Maynard is still touring with APC, so it's still in the early workings. But the fact remains, Danny, Adam and Justin have been working together on a daily basis plotting and formulating (with a little help from MJK when available). It' ( Read more... )

The poor little bastard. All this time, he thought he knew what he wanted to get out of every day, life. He didn't know. All he knew had to do with himself. An imagination he only thought ran rampant, an omni-present force that guided his every action. He thought he was getting a refreshing vigor out of mundane experiences, but really he was ( Read more... )

When I was taking oodles of writing classes at community college, my instructor of many years of experience told me that in order to consider myself, by an means, an accomplished writer, I would have to free write every day. She even recommended I make a contract with myself in order to fulfill this. But then again, what would I consider to be ( Read more... )

I'm back. What has inspired such diligence? Why have I returned to the ways of using internet as a means of self-expression? Whatever happened to piercings, punk rock, hot cars and fast women? Am I out of touch already? Yes. Yes I am. So again, the inspiration. Is it the fact that I now have 40 hours per week where I have virtually all that ( Read more... )

So here I sit, upset with myself. I have yet to subside the never-ending questioning. Why do I continue to question, hypothesize and act with hesitation and uncertainty? The future should hold oppoortunity and excitement, not intimidating scenarios and circumstances. Motivation for success gives way to fear of failure: an omni-present anxiety ( Read more... )

So you go see the show. It's your friend's band and it's their first live "concert." They play well, but there are a few parts in some of the songs that the band members mess up on. Whether they're doing it intentionally or not, it's not the way the song goes, and you know it. A few other people can tell, too. So they judge. Instead of just ( Read more... )