Musician's Choice

Psuedo-real-life

2010-04-19T20:06:00.000-07:00

I'm at work. It's quite slow. I was going to catch up on my Hulu queue (Cougar Town ain't gonna watch itself people) then I decided I should make as much of a post as possible while no one wants coffee.

"Back to school, back to school..." Billy Madison had reasons, I'm beginning to wonder what mine are. There's a Music Therapy program at a college south of my new favorite city, Portland, that I am considering transferring to but; it's more expensive, it's another new place and what if I go and music therapy turns out to be a bunch of horse shit? I guess at least I'll be in Portland. Ugh. Research. Decisions. Life. All things I hate doing stuff with. Oh well, I'll always have coffee.

Current school craps are busy as the more adult word for "craps." Why I thought I would be able to handle eight classes and a part time job I don't know. I'm going to blame the dutch. They're far away and can't do anything about it. No, I'll blame that pesky Icelandic volcano. It's causing so many problems I'm sure mine are part of them. I am looking forward to a few things this quarter, the choirs will be performing at Benaroya Hall in May which is pretty fancy cool, and I'm learning the cello AND taking voice lessons. It'll be nice to be tri-musical. (to a point)

I wish I could say more was happening in my life, but not. June will be here swiftly enough and shortly after that I'm sure I'll be begging for school to start again, if only so I can get some student loans.

Good night y'all. Sleep well, but not in one.

~n

Oh, hello.

2010-04-10T01:34:00.000-07:00

While I realize I need to make a frrl (that's "for real" for you non-let'sallruintheenglishlanguage types out there) post... not tonight. For tonight, I am drunk. And not any kind of drunk, but a special kind. I'm wine drunk. Wine drunk is an interesting phenonomon. For instance, it allows you to remember word like "phenonomon" but forces you to spell them in ways that the little red grammar police *that would be those pesky lines underneath words typed too quickly* don't recognize. (I'm going to say shame on the dictionary programers here, I'm pretty sure I spelled that in some phonetic way.) When did italics happen? Anyway.... where was I going with this.... oh yeah.

I just sent this to someone over skype and I think I lol'd at it.

when you're wine drunk... mostly verydarkbrownalmostblack pizza isn't half bad.

hahaha, yup. That was it. OH LORD THIS IS ANNOYING. Ah, much better.

So, the lesson of today kids; "When you're wine drunk, mostly verydarkbrownalmostblack pizza isn't half bad."

Sleep well, but not in one.

Pomplamoose; not just for Grapefruits anymore.

2010-04-04T11:36:00.001-07:00

There's really no point in making music anymore, they've already done it better than you could imagine.

If you liked that one you should try their "Telephone" cover.

Lazy Wednesdays, Links and a Katamari Cake

2010-03-11T22:51:00.000-08:00

I'm copping out on a real post today because it's the week before finals and have to finish papers early so I can go home this weekend. As I've recently become a member of 20something bloggers (ans gave up Facebook for Lent) I've been skipping around the unterwebs for things to read. Here are some of them;

1. There's this girl Jill. She's pretty frickin' hysterical and you should read about her life in Alska at "The Great White North" This one is my favorite, and not just 'cause Jill's my BFF The Second and plutonic valentine who occasionally mentions me.

2. Becca is rad too, she's over at "The Dauntless Muse." She's my BFF The First... and also mentions me occasionally. Notice a pattern?

3. NO YOU DON'T, it's coincidence because "Cute with Chris" won't mention me until he ~~has to take out a restraining order~~ agrees to collaborate with me. I would take so many cute pictures. with him.

4. I've made a few friends over at 20somethings and both Ben of "No Ordinary Rollercoaster"* and Amber of "LeMeh" are wonderful people** who should be read everyday. Amber is a mom who I a little wish was my mom 'cause she's sarcastic and dry and those are some of my favorite things. Ben is hilarious and Canadian and I've a softness for Canada ever since I went there and liked it better than here places.

5. Last thing is "Cake Wrecks" where I found the following picture. 1000 words GO:

(Found by Christina H. and made by Mike's Amazing Cakes)

So go; read and be learned.

*I know that Roller Coaster is really two words, but quotes fix things.

**They might be a little put off at being called "wonderful" but I've a good feeling that it's true.

2010-03-10T12:28:00.000-08:00

I love crayons. I bought a new box yesterday; I don't know how I'm going to use them, but I can open the box and look at all of their perfect colors and perfect points and it makes me happy. Maybe I'll just keep them that way for a while, then invite people over and we'll have a coloring party. That could be fun.

Pudding

2010-03-08T22:42:00.000-08:00

I was eating pudding, and then I laughed so hard that I was drooling a little and now I need to do laundry but seriously this is funny.

In other news, I'm afraid that when I get back from spring break my house will be a writhing mass of spiders.

Editor's Note: Never, EVER, do a google image search for "writhing mass of spiders." Some things aren't worse in the imagination.

Why I will love iTunes until it sucks me dry.

2010-03-07T13:52:00.001-08:00

Because Genius really is becoming it's namesake.

Let me explain;

I've been hearing all sorts of wonderful things about Vampire Weekend's new album "Contra." (out Jan., 11th; GET IT NOW) So, today being a lazy Sunday and all I figured I'd pop by the increasingly convenient iTunes store and see what all the hype was about. The first words of the first song are, "In December, drinking Horchata... I look psychotic in a Balaclava." I bought it immediately. Who doesn't love psychotic looking, Balaclava wearing, Horchata drinking men who can sing! I mean, come ON! SO, I purchased that... went through the little payment form and what not and presto chango, I own a wonderful CD! Hooray!

Then the shit hit the fan.

In the past, iTune's "You may also like" suggestions have been a mix-and-match of the current Top 40 which.. just ain't my cup o' tea. Great for dance parties though.... Anyway, up pops the new OK Go album. The first time I bought a Vampire Weekend CD, I also purchased OK Go's self-titled and they have been joined at my mind's hip ever since. I was intrigued, I said,"iTunes... when did you be so clever?" I bit, and bought. Then it happened again... and again.... and.. well you get the idea. I didn't really have an extra hundred bucks around but that's what credit cards are for.... right?

P.S. Look at my previous post for a music video of OK Go's "This too shall pass." It's a large step up in complexity, but no less entertaining, then that time they figured out how treadmills work.

Rube would be proud.

2010-03-05T00:20:00.001-08:00

If you do nothing else today, watch this video. It's fun and wonderful and quirky and makes you want to play with marbles for hours. :)

Internet Nostalgia

2010-03-03T15:04:00.000-08:00

I got in my email today a letter from Livejournal, telling my that one of my journals was going to be deleted. I was confused, as I thought I had only the one... and then I remembered. This was starting post in that journal.

A Step

Nov. 19th, 2006 | 04:27 am

Today I make a step. Whether or not it is in the right direction only time will tell, but a step it is. Today I am outing myself. Sad that it is on a journal which no one will see and sadder that no one knows who I am but even Rome fell one brick at a time. Take the news and run with it, another gay exists in the world.

Can we notice the time/date stamp? I think, though I'm not sure, this was after I'd come out to Becca a little... meaning I told her I thought I might be gay but wasn't really sure about it. I am SO great at opening up to people. (SARCASM) Also, apparently Novemeber is the month because on the 17th of 2008 is when I came out for the last time. A two-year process; Good Lord. :p

Super awesome.

2010-02-28T19:45:00.000-08:00

I have crazy amounts of "IT'S ALMOST SPRING BREAK." This is a new deal, because I've never actually HATED school before. But now I do! :D Seriously, I just don't get the point. Fuck money, I'd rather be happy. Right? The singing and playing are nice though... so I guess that's something. I'm going to maaayyyybe do homework now. I really should... I just don't wanna! Ugh, FINE. WHATEVER.

Love you all.

Back to Bremerton

2010-02-20T15:59:00.000-08:00

I came home this weekend... this was either a great idea or a terrible one. I'm currently sitting in my previous coffee shop and am reminded of all of the things I loved about it and most of the ones I hated. I've been home for just 24 hours and I don't wanna leave! Bremerton was always the lesser form of Seattle, but compared to Ellensburg it's freakin' New York and there are people here. People I love and who love me and who actually care if I'm doing well. I don't GET that in Ellensburg. Ugh, whatever. /whine. I love coffee, and have to finish this concert review so I can go do theory homework and watch the Olympics with Jill's mom type. So I'm going to do that, but if you read this you should say hi. Not using facebook sucks.

EDIT: I'm going to be trying out blog templates. (I need to learn HTML) If anyone has anything piano related NOT fucking anime please stand up? I really need to learn HTML. Ugh. Starting with the craziest I can find, just 'cause this be my house and I do what I want. Which currently is to have a TERRIBLE looking blog. w()()ts.

Two in a row

2010-02-18T20:49:00.001-08:00

Pretty sure this is a record. If it keeps up I may have to spend some time sprucing this place up a bit.

I had a dream last night that I was living in this giant house with a bunch of friends, and when walking through the solarium (seriously, giant house) I was attacked by crab-spiders. The evil genius next door had created them, and then it turned that the friends by the pool were the royal family and the queen mother and I jumped into the nearest helicopter and went to Turkey. It gets a little fuzzy from there, my alarm had gone off and NPR was talking about Haiti. I was late for class too, which sucks.

Epic fail of the quarter, I didn't finish my research paper. I've come to peace with the fact that my teacher probably will think of me as some druggie slacker... I'll probably re-take it next year. It's the ONLY class I'm doing badly in... the ONLY ONE. I'm going to be ok(ish) with it.

It has gotten me to hate myself enough to go for a run... if this self-loathing keeps up I might have something approaching a body... that's neat.

Peace.

2010-02-17T23:51:00.000-08:00

Wait, let me go check something..... oh ok. August. That's my birthday month. It's also the last time I updated this thing. I gave up inmyfacespacenovel for Lent and am having trouble because now I don't remember what the internet is for plus I don't have anything to whine at. Except for Livejournal, but that's gotten depressing lately. Holy isht! Let's make some happy.

Ummm........

Oh yeah, The other day I did an art project! That's happy! I have mucho goodo stencils from my days in Fuego (Every possible subtext is meant there) and my trash and recycle bins were boring and people didn't know what was what and I was tired of digging through the trash for cans and bottles SO *breath* I put lovely trees on the recycle bin and less lovely but still fun spray paint cans on the trash. I know that you're supposed to throw those in the special bin at the dump, but my stencil only had that and headphones that were "trash-like" and hell no was I going to hint at musical devices in the garbage. That's just wrong.

...still waiting for the clothes to dry....

...this is like when you see someone you know and have a brief chat and say good-bye but then it ends up you're going the same direction and you have to awkwardly hold the door open for them or wait in front of an elevator. I hate that. You can pretend to get a text message, but then sometimes you feel rude so you try to hide looking at it but then they see you and it looks even worse... like you drew attention to how awkward the moment was.

...sometimes I think about what it would be like if I was super crazy smart. Like, knew everything I needed to know ever in my life but had to go through life normally so other people wouldn't know. It would be just like what happens everyday now, except I would know shit. That would be nice.

I may start another list journal. I like lists, journals and writing implements so it would probably be fairly exciting for 20 minutes or so. I'm easily distracted so those types of things rarely last.

I think the clothes are dry so I'm going to go now. It's late and I have school.

Oh yeah... Life Update; I'm in college.

Goodnight.

Ch-ch-ch-chaaanges.

2009-08-09T13:00:00.000-07:00

Shit. It's been a while. I've been living in the land of social networks and split second communication. Blogging is not really part of this world. Entirely too many letters. If it can't be said in 140 characters or less, it's not worth reading. Oh, which reminds me I should twitter that I'm updating my blog....
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On second thought, no. I don't think I will.

So then, when was the last time I actually talked about myself on here? Dec. 15th. I wish I could say that I've done things since then. Visited strange and wonderful lands, eaten bizarre food.

There is one thing I haven't shared, that anyone who reads this already knows so what's the point really? I suppose I can put down in nearly ordered and slightly more thought through, the thoughts about it all. The thing is I'm gay. I came out to my parents in Nov. (The 17th to be exact) and guess how many times we've talk about it? Zero. Gooo Catholics! Denial, we can DO that.

Alright, so I'm not completely broken up about the whole parents thing. Honestly, it's better this way. I think my dad is ok-ish with it. He's always been the tough guy that would do anything for his sons, so he tacitly accepts it. My mom though, she is not happy. I think she's trying, but her faith has always taken first priority. I'm not complaining, it's shows a certain strength of character. I wouldn't be the person I am today if she wasn't the person she is. It's just... sometimes it makes me sad that we can't really talk anymore. At the same time though, I don't think I would REALLY be able to talk about the guys I've dated with my parents. I mean, ever. This is going to be one of those death bed things, I can feel it.

ALRIGHT, whatever. Getting rambly. And running out of time. I'm taking a break from practicing. That's the other big news. (Almost a year and I only have 2 big news items, Jeebus)

I'm going to school. Well, BACK to school but a REAL school. University. I'm freaking out. Auditions are on Thursday, and I'm not prepared. I'll get there, but it's gonna be WORK. My shoulders are still sore from yesterday's session. Ugh, I want this so badly. It's retarded. I don't NEED things. But this... I need this. I need to prove to myself that I haven't stopped growing, that there is more for me to do than teach piano for a miserly. smarmy guy and make coffee at a coffee shop. To be fair, I really do like the coffee thing but as a career? Not so much.

Whoops, there goes the timer. Back to the keyboard. Thanks for reading I guess. I'll try to remember this exists a bit more. Peace.

Hey.

2008-12-15T23:55:00.001-08:00

I'm still alive, really I am. I will soon post something either:

A)Brilliant

B)Deeply Thought Out

C)Personally Revealing or

D)All of the above

In the meantime, I am going to enjoy this Hot Chocolate and Bailey's while waiting for winter to get the fuck out so we can all walk to our mailboxes without the need to suit up like an astronaut for a... well just like a fucking astronaut. Though, they do get built in heaters...

Screw it, I'm ebay-ing a freakin' space suit.

Fuck. Winter.

Indeed one of those days....

2008-11-27T00:03:00.000-08:00

My BFF/Sister/Partner in various Crimes and Mis-Deeds (and some Good Ones too) wrote about her "That Kind of Day" over here.

This was my day...

I opened today. I work at a coffee shop, so that means early.

Very early. (But not Starbucks early. 3:30 is just crazy.)

SO, when the alarm went off at 6 (early)--->!AM!<---(early) I pressed the snooze bar, which on my clock adds X amount of minutes to the snooze timer. Yesterday I changed "X" to 7 minutes instead of 5, thinking 2 minutes wouldn't be much and 2 minutes more IN bed was WAAAAY better than 2 more minutes NOT in bed. Right? RIGHT! This is true, until you press (read:slap angrily) said timer 5 or 6 times... or 10 maybe. That is... many more than 2 minutes.

So I was a wee bit late. For opening. There may or may not (there WERE) people waiting to get coffee. People who were up in time to be at a coffee shop at 7, when it opens.

WHOOPS!

Well fine, so I opened late... it's not awesome but it's deal-able.

-Then I ran out of chocolate...

-Then we almost ran out of milk...

-Then the speakers exploded...

-Then the second (ONLY OTHER) opener ruptured a cyst that led to an infected kidney...

-Then my boss/landlord who had heart surgery didn't call when he was supposed to... and hasn't yet...

=Then my car wouldn't start.....

Then I taught piano and everything was good for a bit. (YAY!)

Then I got home and did laundry. (YAY!) *Note: Put laundry in dryer so I actually have underwear at Thanksgiving dinner.

BUT THEN, when I was playing Fallout 3 (which is my favorite game) and got to a weapons cache (the biggest IN the game, I have since learned) where there are many things (including one of a very few Mini-Nuke launchers) I was very happy. (YAY x 50!)

Then I tried to leave, and my game froze...

Then I loaded my game and tried again, and it froze again... and again... and again...

What is there to do but *sigh*.

And maybe drink heavily.

Winter time.

2008-11-24T17:34:00.000-08:00

Yawns come out of my mouth much earlier than they used to, I blame the sun. It sets at two now. Do I tell people to have a nice evening then? Or am I allowed to say "Have a nice afternoon" for a few more hours? I'll try both out and see which one gets more odd glances. Then stick with that one.

What's the point of being a barista if you can't play with people's perception?

There isn't one.

You know you live in Bremerton when....

2008-11-07T20:05:00.000-08:00

... someone asks you where the latrine is, and they're halfway there before you realize that you've just directed someone to a latrine.

True story.

Piano Lessons and Near Death Experiences.

2008-11-07T00:31:00.000-08:00

The last time I posted anything was Oct. 27th. It is now Nov. 6th... 7th. Nov. 7th.

That is pathetic.

What's more pathetic is that nothing new has happened.

Well, ok not entirely.

Notable updates in my life:

Onesie)I'm pretty much all moved into my new place. Finally! It only took 2 weeks. The next time I move I'm taking my computer, my pictures and my 5 favorite pieces of clothing and burning the rest. Srsly. Fo. Realz.

Tuesday) I taught piano today! YaaaaAAaay! It's been over a year and while I am doing the whole theory thing, I had forgotten how much I enjoyed teaching a skill as opposed to a textbook. My last student of the day was an amazingly adorable 5 year old girl who was chattier than anyone I have ever met. I wanted to keep her, but that tends to be against the law. :)

Thrice) I almost died 3 or 4 times this evening! Jesus. (And I don't use that name lightly)

Apparently Washington finally decided it was fall and is compressing all of the rain that we usually get in the season into 4 days that make Noah's thing look like a freaking shower. With a low flow head. And terrible water pressure.

To be fair, it's partially my fault (two of the instances anyway)

I was in a rush to get somewhere tonight and what looked like tiny puddles turned out to bee a few inches (like 12) deeper. So yeah, on the plus side my car doesn't need to be washed anymore. Hooray for silver linings!....?

Then on the way back a couple semi trucks decided that hydroplaning, into my lane, would be a grand idea.

I hated everyone for a while. I'm better now.

So there those are, nothing very important but such is life. The vast expanses of boring just make the exciting bits that much better.... is what I tell myself. :p

Daily Doings, Birthdays and why I love customers. Really.

2008-10-27T02:27:00.000-07:00

'Lo all! I'll start this one out by wishing my good friend John a "Happy Birthday!" I love excuses to eat giant bacon cheeseburgers, and seeing people is always fun too. For those in the Seattle area, John is in a show at the Renton Civic Theater. It's the Mystery of Edwin Drood, and it's good so y'all should go see it. Much audience participation, some in the form of voting. Vote for the Indian guy, just do it... don't ask questions. He's shady looking, he probably killed someone.

I was glad for the trip across the water, it gave me time away from unpacking. I do not want to move EVER AGAIN. I still can't decide if I hate packing or unpacking more... they're both terrible and I hate them forever and days. DAYS I TELL YOU.

Work was fun today, we had speed daters there! And terrible, unconvincing, not even sure if they were actually trying, transvestites. I almost felt sorry for the poor ~~man~~ ~~woman~~ ~~man~~ PERSON. All that work to sit at a window seat with a brewed coffee. Sad, :(.

And then things like this happen, I am afraid to say that this is a true story. I will leave you with it, think on it and teach children things. Anything, as long as they're learning. I would really appreciate it.

"Here's your panini, sans onions!" says Nils to the fuzzy boot wearing, pink accessorized teen in the window seat. "Oh, they're from California?" she responds, ponytail adding emphasis to the question. "Could I maybe get that WITHOUT onions? Thanks!" She turns back to her laptop.

Nils stares blankly.

He turns around and drops his head, defeated. A few minutes pass and he comes back, "Turkey. No onions," he mumbles. "Thank you so much! I just hate those things." she says, and turns again to her computer and the test that will determine "Once and for all!" what movie star she was in a past life.

Of Vlogs, and new living spaces.

2008-10-24T02:55:00.000-07:00

So I'm listening to my sister/bff Becca's vlog... She's conned me into starting one buuuuut not yet.

Why? Because I've moved!

HOORRRAAAYYY!!!!!

Yeah, I am now living in my boss's basement. It's not (quite) as odd as it sounds. I have a separate entrance and everything so it's not like we have to see each other away from work. But yeah, new place all too my self. (kinda) (sorta) (not really) It's been kinda boring so far... I always knew that I I was a people person and I still am. Living by my self is not the most fun in the world, but it is easier to walk around naked so there's that.

Right, so it's 3am... I may try to sleep some tonight. Yes, yes I think I will. Try, that is. It is much too quiet here.

Adios.

P.S. I will post a vlog later after I get the "requirements" from la sis. Yeah. Also, virtual tour fo' sho.'

Oh the things I haven't done.

2008-10-20T13:28:00.000-07:00

Today was to be the day I moved furniture into my new place. Thaaat didn't happen. Neither did me packing and I just remembered that there are clothes in the dryer to be folded to make room for the ones in the wash... and I have to be to work in 30 minutes. Today is my friday.... I hate to see what my monday is going to be like.

>_<

TTYL.

I'm award winning!

2008-10-16T15:05:00.000-07:00

Yay! My bff/sister (no blood relation) Becca gave me the "Perfect Blend of Friendship" award! Awwwwwwwww... Thanks sis! <3

Seeing as I have no other friends who blog on a regular basis I will hold on to this until I do. *HINT*

Actually I can't say that too loudly as the last time I made an informative post was.... *checks blog history*

......Oh.... I guess I haven't made one.... yeah. Whoops?

Well then... what have I been up to.....

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OH! I am teaching! That's big-ish, so now you ~~have to~~ get to read about that! :)

Right, so last month (Sept.) I started student teaching Music Theory at Olympic College.

Well, kinda.

**RELATED SIDE STORY**So here's the thing. I graduated from OC in 2006. I did ok....kinda. I started out badly but pulled my grade up from the deepest pits of muck and mire (1.7) and graduated with a 3.1. Impressive, right? I thought so. So then the family takes a 6-week european vacation and while there I decided that I want to work and live a bit so I try to get into a job over there. It didn't work. Then I decided that I wanted to own a coffee shop/bar. No go. Then I decided that I wanted to go BACK to school at Western Washington University. Still no. Which brings us back to....... *MAIN STORY*

So after the whole Western debacle (I have a pretty good GPA, like 12 amazing letters of reference, a kick ass essay and I'm an Eagle Scout, who wouldn't want me?) *RETARDS* after all that I finally decided that music is where I want to spend my time. It makes sense. I'm good at it, it's been the one constant in my life and I could happily look at those little black dots for days on end. It was one of those "you don't know what you have until you lose it" scenarios. So I talked to my old theory teacher, Rick White; Theory Genius (says so on his business card) about sitting in on classes to refresh so when I go take entrance exams I don't look too much a fool. He was totally down with the idea, but took it further and asked, "what if you TEACH the class?"

O.0

(That was my face. I'm pretty sure I felt my pupils do that.)

Really? Seriously? You want me to teach a college class? I couldn't even get into WESTERN, and you want me to TEACH a COLLEGE class!? Like, one where PEOPLE, ADULT PEOPLE pay money |PAY MONEY| to LEARN THINGS and you want ME to TEACH IT?!?! Ummmmmmm... ok?

And I love it. I'm considered a TA which means a lot of copying and such but I work with the students one on one and if at any time Rick can't be at class (cocktail flu and whatnot) then it's "me baby, me" who does the teaching. So I say things and see light-bulbs go off in people's heads and I'm all, "They get it, they get it 'cause I said something that they understood! I'm TEACHING! YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!"

But you know, internally.

So yeah, that's what I've been up to lately. That and packing, I move next week into my boss' basement. I'm sure I'll have another parenthesis-filled, side-story heavy blog about it at some point so keep checking. Also many font sizes.

Adios.

'Twas brillig and the slithy toves...

2008-09-27T10:16:00.000-07:00

Did gyre and gimble in the wabe.

All mimsy were the borogoves

And the mome raths outgrabe.

I LOVE LEWIS CARROLL. Just sayin'.

I know, I know... I haven't made a real post.... ummm.... ever? That's because for me to write seriously I have to feel serious. And I do now, but I can't write about it because I would "say" things that would get me in trouble later maybe. So we'll stick with my normal mode of operation and I'll tell in all honesty that I want to go to the zoo. I want to go to the zoo like a child wants to go to "just one more house" on Halloween.

One day I'll grow up, maybe. I just hope I won't be a dick about it.

Random LOLZ.

2008-09-13T11:09:00.000-07:00

GooooooOOOOOOooooood Morning! The ONLY reason I say that, on a day where I am up before noon and don't have to work, is BECAUSE I am going to Coffee-fest later today and even the thought of the possobility of the amount of caffine that COULD be running through my veins got me up a bit earlier. That, and the $35 parking ticket because my alarm didn't go off and I parked overnight near a meter in Seattle. LIVE AND LEARN, and FUCK THE POLICE.

Not really, I usually enjoy police-types. They buy lots of coffee.

ANYWAY, I post this because it's been a while since I've posted (because nothing new is happening) and wanted to kick-start my writing. I plan on making a most amazing post about this weekend soon, complete with pictures and such. I just need to go take them. SO READ THIS IN THE MEANTIME OK?!?

It's from Myspace... I'm feeling un-original.

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Hello! I'm Nils! I tend to get overly excited about little things (like this about me section blurby majiger) and less so about huge gigantic things. (Blue Whales) I make coffee, a lot of coffee, fairly often and I drink almost as much so I'm usually fairly entertaining. Well, ok. I can entertain MYSELF pretty well and the rest of you can just GTFO! Or not, be my friend! Yay friends! I enjoy people, and new people, who are like regular people, I just don't know them yet. Oo oo oo! We can be music friends! I play the piano, and you can do something else and we'll be in a band and go on tours and take pictures and sleep in crappy motels and on couches and it will be good stories! Hooray, I'm so excited!

I read this anytime I am feeling too serious or too much like an adult (currently hardly ever) because it is the kind of thing I can laugh at myself about, it is also a fairly good representation of the things I am capable of, but not the good kind of capable like being able to run an office or tie knots really fast. Read on...

For your enjoyment, Nils will now make a complete fool of himself:
So at work today (this would be playing for the choir at church) I happened to fall asleep. This in and of it's self is not a horrible thing. The bad thing is that this particular snooze happened to be at the piano itself in the middle of rehearsal. Of course, the first thing that happens when one falls into a real sleep is to reach a state of relaxation, in my case this surfaced as a faceplant off of my hand and into the piano then proceeding bodily to the floor before finally waking to the laughs of school age children.
Thank you and goodnight,
Nils, Klutz Extraordinaire

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DID YOU LAUGH?!? Chuckle?? grin?

I DID, and do every-time. I'm dorky like that. I'm also 24 now, I should probably talk about that soon... seeing as how Lasagna and Bumbershoot were involved. Those are probably in the top 5 of top 10 best things ever. Probably maybe.

Type type type...... I should go.... I'm bored.... and there is nothing to do..... shower?........ walk?........ eat?.............. dunno.

LATER. Z.

It's my birthday!

2008-08-31T08:50:00.001-07:00

So! Today, 24 years ago (give or take some hours) a new baby boy came screaming and slimy into this world... ME! :D

I had to work this morning, at 7:45, which is gross but I'm not actually working because there's no one here. Which is fine with me, yeeaahh.

And as we all do when these times roll around I've been taking stock of my life, reviewing things, remembering things and just generally considering "The meaning of it all". And I've come to a conclusion; I need to think less.

WHO CARES what's already happened!? The past is past, we can learn from it but we can't live in it so let's all stop trying! There are changes coming in my life, big ones, and they mean scary and unknown things. But what they could lead to is SOO much better, how could I not take the risks?

So this is the deal. Well, not a deal 'cause there's no alternative, but this is what is going to happen. I am going to continue doing whatever I feel is best and necessary and you all are going to deal with it, and probably be my friend. You won't be able to stop it, just let it happen. It won't be a bad thing, I'm a good person. I'll even make you laugh every once in a while.

Bye now, I'm gong to go celebrate. Don't know how yet, but it's gonna be fun.

Why yesterday was better than today, even though today has barely started and I could win the lottery.

2008-08-16T09:22:00.000-07:00

Because yesterday, I WENT SWIMMING. I can not describe to you how much I adore the water... it's a lot. Like, A LOT a lot. I started swimming when I was less than a year old, my mom did the whole water baby thing with me and it worked pretty well. I was in swim lessons until I was 12 or 13, then stopped because I was a chubby kid and really hated having my shirt off in public. WORST MISTAKE EVER. (Well, it's on my top 5) Stopping swimming is one of those things that, were time travel an option, I would go back and punt myself while yelling, "GET OVER IT AND GET BACK IN THE WATER YOU PUTZ! Also, be careful on the trampoline."

Anyway, yesterday I went swimming and played with squirt guns while it was 90 degrees outside. TODAY I have to be to work in 30 minutes wearing long pants and a black shirt and making coffee for people while it is 95 degrees outside. I promise that if anyone orders a hot drink past noon I will make it then throw it at them and yell, "WHAT ARE YOU THINKING IT'S 95 DEGREES OUTSIDE YOU IDIOT! Also, IT WAS NON-FAT BECAUSE YOU ARE HUUUUGE!!!!!"

*sigh* I really wish I could do that, stupid morals....

Off to work! Wish me luck...

Repost from Myspace

2008-08-12T02:33:00.000-07:00

Yes yes, it's a re-post. I understand that it's almost (IS) cheating and lazy. Well guess what, I'M TIRED AND IT'S MY BLOG SO WHATEVER!

I love how I assume that this is being read by a cantankerous and critical, yet lovable, 65 year old army vet. It tends to skew my dialogue.

RIGHT THEN, this is a repost from Myspace (myspace.com/penguinboxers add me I'll be your fake friend for months!) and it is still true. I'm thinking that because OBVIOUSLY this gets read by more people I'll get more response and maybe be able to come up with a pattern.

Or I'm tired and felt like posting but didn't want to actually write anything.

HERE IT IS!

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I do not understand my subconscious. Most of the people who I talk to about dreams, like friends and stuff, are all, "I had this dream last night where I cleaned my kitchen, but everything was upside down. Crazy."

So then I'm like, "Wow, that is weird. I had a dream last night where I was in a State Park that was also a shooting range and there was a Poodle-Eating Puma terrorizing our campsite. The end of the dream was me tackling the the Puma as it tried to eat our friends second poodle, the first having been the first victim of it's spree."

Poodle-Eating Pumas. Really. And that's not the weirdest. I've been in royal funeral processions where I am the crowd, the deceased, and flag bearer for the procession separately and at the same time, art galleries run by children that I am baby-sitting, and most recently in post-apocalyptic worlds that turn out to be movies but I am both spectator and "actor" except it's not a movie really, it's real. And it sets it's self up for a sequel. Go me? If anyone has any insight into the whole "this means that in dreams" stuff let me know. I think it's ridiculous but maybe I can find a pattern. I like patterns.

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TADA, I'm going to bed.

REVAMP!!!!!!

2008-08-01T22:32:00.000-07:00

Hello all you party people... this is what's up.

I started this thing as a travel blog for our family's trip to Europe... in 2006. As you may have noticed, I posted once and then kinda just didn't anymore. We'll go with I was WAY to busy having fun seeing things. (Truth: I was stuck in a camper-van for 6 weeks with people who really should not travel together for more than one.)

Luckily for me, and to your dismay (you'll see) Blogger was kind enough to keep this around so that I could use to write about whatever the hell I want to. I'm so excited, aren't you? ;)

I WAS going to start this out with an amazing story about how my best friend/sister and I saved the world on Thursday, but she plagiarized me and posted already. So you should go read what is my story about the zombie uprising that she posted.

Oh fine, she wrote it. Can I help it if she's a better writer? Whatever, just go read it. It's right here. (http://influencebad.blogspot.com/2008/07/fort-worden-adventure.html)

Go, right now. No, I'll wait... really.

(suckers)

Thoughts of London

2006-09-22T13:32:00.000-07:00

Wow, so I'm finally here. It took a 10th century castle for me to realize I was in a foreign country. If any of you have read William Gibson's Pattern Effect you'll understand when I say, my soul has caught up with me. Anyway, Today = Big Ben, London Tower, British Library (original Bach manuscripts anyone?) London Eye, Parliament and Camden Market. I love London. It took a while, but I would live here. I am defiantly coming back, what we did today about 10% of what London has. I'll post pictures later (King Henry was very, "gifted") In the morning we go the the Prince Albert/Victoria (?) museum and maybe Buckingham before picking up a car and touring the countryside. So, you'll here from me next when we get to Dublin.

TTFN,
Nils

So close...

2006-09-19T16:57:00.000-07:00

It's just about 5, in 25 hours I will lift off for a direct flight to the country I have always dreamed of. I hope I haven't dreamed too much.

2006-09-02T01:25:00.001-07:00

Wow. Another one. Whoop-de-freaking-do.