a fox's guide to insomnia and other things in life

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2009-01-22T22:56:00.002-06:00

so i guess i'll update this every year or so...

i'm planning on coming back, i promise...

but i'm just not entirely certain how just yet...

any input would be great!

and, in the meantime, if you haven't started reading it, head on over to my other blog... thegatheringwell.blogspot.com

k thx bye! ^^

i guess i should start here again...

2007-11-07T23:49:00.000-06:00

news- my mom died. not kidding. pulminary fibrosis, none the less. we thought it was pnemonia. but it wasn't. we took her to the hospital, where they said she was getting better. but she wasn't. then they said that it was pretty much the end. and it was. and i am sad. heartbroken, but peaceful. i got to say goodbye and make peace. there wasn't anything left unsaid. a lot of people never get that opportunity. and i will be eternally grateful for it.
her memorial service was nov. 4th, at Lake Highlands Church. and my uncle john, who is a member of the church said it was the first time in 25 years that the church has been that packed for a funeral. they had to pull in chairs for people to sit in the back, and there were still people standing. we estimate upwards of 500 people were there. i gave a eulogy, which was really hard, especially since i hate being in front of people, much less 500+ people. and then i played her a song. my parents gave me a guitar for graduation, and she told me that she would do this, but i would have toplay her a song. and i never did. i never thought i was good enough. it wasn't perfect. and to bring her something that wasn't perfect isn't worth it. but i realize now, that it wasn't perfection she wanted out of me. all she wanted was for me to do my best. so i did. except i was nervous and shaking, so i kept missing my frets... oh well... that's the joy of playing your own song, no one knows when you mess up.
she touched so many lives, and so many people were changed because of her. it's hard to imagine her not here anymore. it seems more like she went on vacation and will be coming back. i was the last person to talk to her (besides the nurses, i suppose) she was about to go back under sedation and be put on a ventilator for a couple of days, and she looked up at me and said "i love you brady. i'll see you soon." and i said, "i know mama. i love you too and i'll see you real soon." and i will... it's just going to be a lot later than i anticipated.

hey check me out!

2007-03-08T17:24:00.000-06:00

hey, it's been like a month since i posted here... maybe i should do that. ok! here we go. first things first... i got a job! huzzah! i'm working at borders books starting monday. well, sunday i have to go fill out paperwork, but officially i start monday doing book.... stuff.... (yes, that is the technical term) actually, i'm not sure what all they want me to do. i know i'm going to be doing a lot of stocking. whatever. my dress code is t-shirt and jeans. oh yeah. they told me i could wear shorts, but they had to be knee length. and i think we all know how i hate any kind of shorts that go below my knee *shakes head* that's silly. i doubt i'll wear shorts anyway.
i love lisa loeb. i recently acquired a copy of reality bites and watched it. it's a really good movie about post-college idealistic people. people like, well, like me. or at least i think so. i really identified with some of the scenes. anyway. i still don't have internets. =( oh well. maybe soon. oh and the lady downstairs offered to pay my cable bill for two months if i paid the installation. yeah, don't know. i may not even be there two months. long story and if it comes to be, then i'll let you know. otherwise, don't worry about it. hmm... i think that's about it. ok, bye!

the extra "r"

2007-02-09T19:38:00.000-06:00

in february.
i can't believe it's already februrary. and like 9 days into it too. what happened to the long days of my childhood? the ones where the sun never seemed to go down. i could ride my bike for hours and hours and not even know it. now, it seems like the day is over before it begins. it seems that when i had all the time in the world, i did nothing with it, and now that i need to do something, there's no where near enough time. i dunno. i'm tired all the time again. and i don't really know why. i also don't really have much to say. but it seemed that i should say something. i always think of all these things to say when i'm no where near a computer that has the internets, but when i get here, there's nothing coming. who knows. anyway, i'm still looking for a job. with no luck. sucks too. um, ok, bye.

29,000

2007-01-03T13:47:00.000-06:00

Happy New Year's baby.
I can't believe a year went by so fast.
ok, the reason for the title is my car hit 29,000 miles on my way home from my New Year's party. we'll see how far i can go in one year. i'm guessing 12,000. that's about standard. and i'm a standard guy. you know, i had so much to put here about new beginnings and stuff, but now that i'm here, that seems way cheesy, so i'm not gonna do it. but that severely shortens my post. i do have an amusing picture. this was scanned from the dallas morning news. this company bought out a section to advertise, i don't know... hearing aids, i think. anyway, here's the headline...
did you spot it? i sure did. why the world needs english majors. right here. makes me shudder to think this was posted in a nationally syndicated publication. this isn't the podunk Rowlett paper, mind you. it's the Dallas Morning News. oh how the world is unprepared for me. ok, well, lunch time. i have a craving for sharkies, but lo, i'm not in abilene. i never thought i would ever see the day where i miss abilene. but i sure do miss sharkies... maybe i could move to amarillo... who knows. ok bye!

so, i have news...

2006-12-23T15:19:00.000-06:00

so as i said before, my engine melted. in the less than two weeks, i had driven 6 different cars. Hanner Chevrolet is so awesome. they really helped out someone in need. car 1- the sunfire. it melted.. car 2- giant chevy silverado truck. extended cab and all that jazz. it was huge. and a tad bit hard to manage. (ask danielle how many curbs i hit in one trip). i drove it for a 5 days. but it was brand new and they didn't want me driving it to dallas for my job interview. so on my way out of town, i stopped back by there and they traded me for car 3- '04 chevy malibu. hatchback. not a bad car. really zippy. really long too. jamie was not a fan. drove this one for two or three days. then i went back to talk to them about buying a new car. there were three choices. the malibu i had been driving, an '06 cobalt, and a brand new cobalt. the brand new cobalt was actually the cheapest of the three; they had gotten some year end deal with chevy to take off like $3000 off a new car. the only problem was its a stick. and i can't drive a stick. i'm willing to learn, but it would have been impractical with moving and being in dallas. that, and i couldn't even get it to start. so scratch that. the other two cars cost the same, and really, it came down to six of one, half a dozen of another. i couldn't make up my mind. i did, however get to test drive the '06 cobalt. it has a sunroof. and on my way back to the dealership, i opened it. and then closed it. so, it came to decision making time. and that was really hard. i really wanted both of them. actually, i wanted a hybrid of the two, but that would probably be one goofy looking car. then we noticed that the sunroof hadn't closed all the way. yeah, it was broken. i didn't do it, i say. its under warranty, they say. that's great, but i still didn't do it, i say. so, as i'm sitting there, trying to make up my mind. (captain undecisive and the biggest purchase ever...) they suggest that i take home a cobalt just to see how it drives. now, it doesn't have all the same bells and whistles as the '06, but just to get a feeling for the car. the only problem was, was that they needed to fix the broken clip on the sunroof, so they couldn't send me home in that one. so car 4- brand new cobalt. not the stick shift, but another one. when i left the lot, it had 6 miles on it. when i brought it back, it had 56. i so didn't want to drive it too much. so i go back to the dealership to tell them i had decided. i had decided on the '06 cobalt. it had cooler stuff and was newer and had fewer miles and cost the same, so it was the better deal. the only problem was, the clip that broke on the sun roof couldn't be fixed. they had to order a whole new sunroof. that wouldn't even arrive for three to four days. well, i would be moved in three to four days. so, they gave me another car to drive in the meantime. car 5- giant chevy silverado. not the same silverado, mind you. i thought the same thing. no, a different one! same size, same color. not new. so, for three days i drove it around. for finals and bloobity blah blah blah. on our way out of town with a u-haul with all of my apartment in tow, we stop so i can sign the lease papers and stuff. and i would have to wait until at least monday before being able to get my new car. so, we get there and sign papers and everything is fantastic. my parents wanted to see my car. we couldn't find it. they finally found it and lo and behold, it had been fixed. i could take it that day. they just had to do a quick detailing on it. complete and utter shock. so we waited and waited and finally it was done. the owner guy, mark, told me that the next time i'm in abilene, to stop by and they would give it a full detailing work. like i would take them up on that... they let me drive 4 cars for free. and then we asked how much gas was in the car. it was almost empty. so he wrote me a check for $15 for gas. i mean, come on! who does that? if you need a car, go to hanner chevrolet in baird. tell them i sent you, and they'll treat you so well. well, they'll treat you well anyway, but you know. so, i have a new car!!!!! (pictures will be posted as soon as they're developed.) and i got all moved. i'm in a new apartment. fantastic. thanks to the mormon boys who helped us move some. they were great. thanks to my parents who helped me move out and in in about a day. yeah, that's about it. ok, well, i'll be seein' ya. i don't have the internet yet, so its kinda sad... (i'm using my parents right now) yeah. ok bye! oh, and its offical. i graduated.

just so you know

2006-12-12T12:56:00.000-06:00

i got conformation that my teacher from my summer class is changing my grade. WOOT!! double woot! WOOTWOOT! so, i have offically turned in the two from the summer and got the grade change. i turned in the rough draft of my research paper (which is 30% of the final paper grade). so now, all i have left is 2 three page papers and finishing my research paper. and a final. ...you know, i just realized, i'm not sure what she's changing my grade to... i hope its passing, because that would be sad for me... oh well, i'm going to be positive. and finish what's left.

in these final days...

2006-12-07T19:05:00.000-06:00

my car died... i melted the engine or something. i'm not really sure. i take 56% of the responsibility for it. it shouldn't have broken that quickly. but i should have taken it to the shop earlier. so, its mostly my fault, but not entirely. so, now i really need to get this job so that i can buy a new car. speaking of... the people that sold my dad his car and where i took my car when it would go no further, have lent me a new car all week so that i can get around. and i'm getting a new loaner car tomorrow to get to dallas for my interview. (more on this in a moment) so, they are super awesome...
i do have an interview tomorrow at the bank. with the h.r. people. i'm kinda nervous... its my first big boy job interview. and i kinda need to get this job. i need this job real bad! ;)
so, update on all the junk i need to do to get finished...
1) yoga is finished! i'm both excited and sad... i kinda enjoyed doing it, despite the pain. and the final was actually kinda hard. so, one down!
2) photography- i finished my project! it took forever and ever (amen) to finally get done, but its exactly how i saw it in my head. which doesn't happen very often. especially with something as cool/difficult as this. i really need to give a big big thanks to jamie for letting me take pictures of her and display them for the whole world to see and for helping me string up and hang pictures at 2 this morning... jamie, you're totally awesome, and i'm gonna miss you in two weeks... also, to cody, er, i mean... nate..... he too helped jamie and me hang the photos. he's awesome. but i doubt he reads this, so i'll continue talking about him as if he's not here. actually, i'm done talking about him... if you want to see the photos i used, head over to my flickr... there's the button at the bottom, or follow the link in the last post... or the post before that... i forget which one i put it in. anyway, all but three are in there. the last three and photos of the actual full display of the thing will be up next month when i can offically upload more pictures. and, two down!
3) the 5 papers... uh... hi... uhhh... i've started them. that's good, right? sure it is. its better than having not started them. but this is what is going to be consuming my time for the next... however long it takes to finish. and one to go!
BRADY!! WHY ARE YOU POSTING WHEN YOU HAVEN'T FINISHED YOUR PAPERS?? YOU NEED TO BE DOING THAT! NOT POSTING! GO WRITE NOW (tee hee)!
i will! sheesh! calm yourself! i needed a pleasing writing break from the dumbness of what i'm writing. that, and i have a pop-rocks-and-coke headache. it really helps to stay awake when your head is popping, i promise... ok, well, i'm done with this post and i'm going back to writing... and nothing else. =3 fox out!

spread a little joy

2006-12-04T10:19:00.000-06:00

i have news!
what is this news you say? did i fix my car? no... not yet. in fact, it's breaking more and more as we speak. did i get a job? no. well, not yet. i do have an interview this friday, however. and i think my chances are pretty good. have i finished all my papers? haha... wishful thinking... not even close. some rich elderly woman died and left me countless millions in her will for no apparent reason? oh, do i wish. every day. and every night.
so what is it?
i have learned how to work the heater in my apartment.
that is all... you may now all return to your normal, humdrum lives.

my defeat will neither be swift nor painless...

2006-11-29T23:59:00.000-06:00

2 1/2 weeks left. that's it. and then i'm done. has it hit me? nope. sure hasn't. so here's what's new. i applied for a job at patty's bank. and now i'm waiting for a call back for an interview. i hope its soon because i need to go home this weekend, and that would make it so very convienient.

since this is my guide to insomnia and other things, i felt its time to actually write something that resembles a guide. here we go...
Zen and the art of auto maintenence... or something

1) if you smell maple syrup and you haven't just had pancakes, you are burning antifreeze/coolant on your engine block and that is bad. you need to have it checked out

2) turning on your heater all the way does help pull heat off your engine. but if your engine is that hot anyway, its not gonna do a whole lot of good. get it fixed.

3) cold weather doesn't make your engine any cooler. i don't know why. it seems so illogical.

4)make sure you know what the symbols in your dash mean, otherwise your genie lamp may be empty and you don't know why...

i have had three cars since turning 16 and somehow i have destroyed each of their cooling systems. i, however, don't lay claim to destroying anything on the world's fastest watermelon, that car was dead and going...

its suppose to snow tomorrow! i love it, but i have work to do, so it may not be such a good thing.
so, now that i have 2 1/2 weeks left, i have so much to do... 5 papers (some short, some long) 2 exams, and an art project due. and packing and moving and interviewing for job.

yeah, so, on tuesday, my photography professor told us our projects were going to be due on this thursday instead of next thursday. *panic* i had it all planned out how i was going to be working on in for the next week and a half and how cool it was going to be and stuff. nope. i have a day and a half to do it. so tuesday i spent so much time in the lab developing photos. which, for a while weren't working. and i was getting really frustrated, so i left for a bit and went for a drive. then came back and worked and everything went well. and larry and i built my box. and i started sanding it. i was there until 2:15 am-ish. and i was planning on pulling another all-nighter tonight getting it all together and ready for the presentation tomorrow. so, sleepily, i go to class, and come back to my apartment to write a few necessary e-mails and pick up some supplies, when jamie IMed me and asked if i had received a text message from danielle. i hadn't because i had been in class and my phone was on silent. evidently rosemary, a girl in my class, had "had a talk" with nil, my prof. (evidently, it was pretty heated. i wish i could have been there...) and got him to realize there was a whole other week left and that the project wasn't due until the 7th. *happy dance and nap-time* which is how i'm typing this now and not up in the art building huffing noxious chemicals. that comes later ;) j/k sorta. i mean, i'm not going to be purposefully huffing chemicals, but i do have to be exposed to them. but i get to be in the secret big fan room in the art dept. =3
2 1/2 weeks and a lot of stuff to do just to get a diploma. but this is about so much more than just a piece of paper. this is me not accepting defeat. this is me survivng for once. this is me taking control of my life. VIVA LA REVOLUTION! *raises fist in the air*

hey! must be the money!

2006-11-18T20:29:00.000-06:00

i hadn't heard that song probably since high school until tonight. and i got a good 30 min. laugh out of it. now my sides hurt and my face is all clammy from laugh-tears. hoo! that was a hoot... anyway, so on my last blog i stated how disappointed i was with my picture taking of the day. well, it turns out, it was a lot better than expected. my project is gonna be sweet. nil (my prof.) even said we would have to find a place to display it in the art building. which may not seem like anything big to my design major friends, but to me, this is huge! i've never had anything like that displayed before. i mean, our class's works are in the hallway, but its everyone's work. this would be only me, somewhere... i promise i'll post pictures of it when its hanging...
along those lines (sorta) i had to redo my flickr account because i forgot all my information and couldn't find it or cheat the system to give it to me. so i got a new one. right now, it has all the same pictures as before, but soon i'll be posting all my photography class photos as well. and maybe some more photoshop stuff. if i ever get time to work on it. which probably won't be until after school gets out. but the button at the bottom works for the new site. i changed it! or you can go here... (i think this works...) oh right... -----> [ ]
evidently, according to jamie, i was in sync with the universe. (to understand, read here) so, my version is that i was working on my research paper today at starbucks, and for some reason, i started thinking of Ray Charles' "Georgia (on my mind)". i don't know where it came from, john mayer was playing a live show on their radio station, and he didn't play the song, so it was utterly random. and then like 20 min. later, the song came on their radio. (after john mayer went off, the went back to their normal playlist stuff). *twilight zone theme starts playing* it was awesome.
i don't think i've said this here, but i may have an apartment and a job for post-schooling. (i sure did just put shcooling... maybe i should stay longer... (NO!)) i'm (hopefully) gonna be sub-leasing from a friend from my home church. and patty's bank job place has an opening that i'm gonna try to interview for when i go home for thanksgiving. hopefully they can do without the position until mid-december. otherwise, i'm kinda screwed. but i think it all looks good...
i still don't know what i'm doing for thanksgiving... kinda sad. =( oh well, i'm sure i'll figure something out. no worries. ok, well, i gotta go. bye, friend. (thanks for all the comments last time! (wink wink, say no more say no more! a nod's as good as a wink to a blind bat, eh? eh?))

[clever title]

2006-11-08T22:54:00.000-06:00

my head feels like its going to explode. horray for 2 hour headaches. anyway, i tried to take pictures today for my final project. yeah, i'm pretty sure they are all stupid. i have a month to complete this project, and i can't even get good pictures... this should be interesting. ok, really, i need to go lie down now. oh, and i'm sad that no one wants to comment anymore. i haven't had a comment since the make-up remover tip from jamie. (thanks jamie) sad times... ok, really. pain... owww...

how many posts about yoga can i possibly do? well, here's one more...

2006-11-01T14:51:00.000-06:00

that's right... it's yoga season again. oh man, was yoga awkward tuesday... *shudders* so we did our normal workout, but it was shorter than normal. then she told us to get off our mats and get in a single file line from tallest to shortest. wait, back up... there are 4 guys total in the class and about 80,000 girls. you need to know that ratio fact for the story to have more resonance later on. so, there we are in the line. i was actually the second tallest in class. normally, i'm 5th or 6th in line, but not in yoga. there was some concern if this one girl was taller than me, but they decided i was taller. i really didn't care. so, then we found out that every two people were now a yoga pair and we were going to be doing partners yoga. well, the tallest person in the class was another boy. what are the odds? (1:20,000 by my calculations...) but even if the girl had been taller than me, i still would have been paired with a boy. now, i had no qualms with doing partners yoga with a boy... until we started doing the exercises. (yeah, i did just look up how to spell exercise... you can tell how often i do them... ha) THEY WERE TOTALLY AWKWARD!! one of them, one of us had to do downward facing dog, which is when you are on your hands and feet with you back arched up and your butt is in the air, and the other person had to put their hands together and bend forward and put their hands at the top point of your bend... which is your butt. and then switch positions... he touched my butt and i had to touch his... we also had to do a tree position which is where you stand really close and hold hands, put your outer leg's foot on your inner leg's knee, then reach around with the outer arm and hold the hand of the partner to make a circle... then turn around and do it again for the other side. ironically, we had the most stability and did the positions the best out of the class. i postulize it is because we were trying not to make an awkward situation any more awkward. there were other less embarrassing poses, but only slightly less embarrassing. and yes, we did sing. we sang the OM. in a C scale, but only 7 notes. *shudders* unresolved musical lines *shudders again* we also did SA TA RA MA or something like that. also in the unresolved seven note C scale. over and over. i did find myself humming the top C note just to have some resolution, but that's because i'm friends with music nerds like jeff. there are only 4 more workout sessions and a final left of the class! i think i'm going to miss the weekly test of how much weirdness can Fox take before he runs away screaming.
onto new topics...
i started going through my cd collection and finding all my old Christian music and ripping it to my iTunes. some of this stuff is kinda bad, but has some great memories attached to it. some of it is just great music. eventually, if you wish, when i am finished compiling it, i could post it hear for your reading enjoyment. but only if you ask me nicely.
i am having a horrible spelling day. i have had to look up like 40 words so far. and i've only been right twice. so, sorry to the spelling police if i have failed...
oh! i actually posted on my literary blog! you should check it out. to get to it, click on my profile and at the bottom there are links to my various blogs (all of both of them). it is called "observations in a small texas town". or just go here ---> [link] i guess i could have just done that, but i like giving people a challenge. even though now that you have the link, you probably won't even search for it. its a shame, really. actually, its not. anyway, my friend patty gave me a journal for my birthday, and it finally became the right time to start writing in it. certain things can't be written (or subsequently, written in) until the timing is perfect. and the timing was perfect, so the new journal has begun. anyway, one of my entries is my new post on that blog. if you like it, maybe i'll put more like that on there. i don't know. i don't plan my blogs that far in advance. i tried once, but no one responded, so it seems more logical to just do my random, spur of the moment, stream of consciousness blogs that i have become famous for. (and by famous, i mean my mom reads them and likes them). but that is famous enough for me. or something. ok, no it isn't. i do appreciate her reading, though. ok, i need to go now. bye! -Fox out-

yogic death 2: electric boogaloo

2006-10-24T20:31:00.000-05:00

today in yoga we tried a different brand of yoga. we normally do hatha yoga, but today she wanted to introduce us to a new form. it was called darjeeling root canal or something similar... i couldn't really hear her over the gale-force jet-engine air conditioner they have in their gym. really, all it was, was instead of stretching, was shaking or moving your torso in circles while sitting on the groud. i.e. make braeden feel silly and want to throw up. but then we got into our normal routine. guess what... I TOUCHED MY TOES FOR THE FIRST TIME TONIGHT! HUZZAH! that was my goal for the class once i started.
yeah, so tonight also, we did new leg stretchy things while on the ground. you want to do it? ok! lie on your back. bring your right knee up to your chest. now grab your big toe and straighten you leg all the way out. now start doing crunches. then release and do the other leg. "ok, but how about instead. since i can't physically stretch my leg that far, much less reach my toe and still lie on my back, and when i try, it feels like someone is sawing the back of my knee with a knife, i only go, say, half-way, and then i won't scream at you in agony. yeah, thanks, that would be greeaatt." that's my new goal. be able to straighten my leg all the way without massive pain and/or muscle spasms that i have now.
spasm is a fun word.
so then after it was all over, she decided to give us a heads up that next week we were going to be singing. singing!?! what does one sing in yoga? we'll all have to wait a week and find out. the suspense is killing me. (i'll probably forget by tomorrow). if its campfire songs, she better bust out some s'mores, or i'm walking.
oh and guess what. its raining as i leave. which normally would be good, but it was cold and i was wearing shorts, t-shirt, and flip flops. and its still october, so i couldn't sing "november rain" by guns 'n' roses. i am grateful that my heater works very very well. once i got in the warmth and i stopped shivering, i was glad it was raining.
and so here i am now, listening to my psychedelic music mix. i think i grew up in the wrong decade. i would have loved to have been in the 60's and 70's... *sigh* oh well. tomorrow is a new day. and i must rest now. bye!

I LOVE PEPPERMINTS!! runs away throwing handfuls of peppermints on himself

2006-10-24T01:29:00.000-05:00

its true.
i wonder if there is a peppermints anonymous. PA. hello. my name is Fox and I'm addicted to peppermints. it has been 4 minutes since i last had a peppermint. ouch... i just popped my sternum. i wonder if that's bad... who knows.
i have started a new weird thing of painting my hand with rubber cement. when it dries, i can pick it off and in the process it looks like dead skin. totally rockin'. and totally weird and random, i know.
i have "discovered" new music. "" because its music from the '60's. some of it i already knew and loved, but i have found new bands to like. like 13th floor elevators. they have an electric jug player. well, had, before they broke up. electric jug. how cool of an instrument is that? i think i had shown up for 5th grade band and said i wanted to play the electric jug, they would have laughed at me. well, they laughed at me anyway, but this would have gone on forever. mean 5th grade band kids... =P
i also found dutch techo that makes me giggle. it was good music to begin with, but then i found out what he was singing about. oh man... and i thought i was geeky. i have yet to put out a techno song about thinking some girl is really a chatting bot or a song about WoW. i don't even play that game... he also has a funny cover of "in the jungle" too.
anyway, i really have nothing constructive to say. (when do i ever?) so, i think i'm gonna head to bed. night!

hey sean!

2006-10-22T23:47:00.000-05:00

hey, happy birthday to sean. for the next 19 min. enjoy it. you old guy, you...

if your ears burning is a symbol that someone is talking about you, what does your eyes burning symbolize when you are alone?

2006-10-10T20:46:00.000-05:00

my eyes are burning. i blame the makeup. more about that later...
happy day after columbus day! i was going to post a blog yesterday about columbus day and something about searching, but a) it was way cheesy and b) i, uh, forgot. i also forgot to say happy autumnal equinox last post. nights are longer, days are shorter, and things are getting cold. andy rainy. it rained today and was in the upper 60's lower 70's all day. fantastic, i love it. the smell of rain permiates everything. if they could put that in a candle, i would be broke. but my house would smell dang delicious.
so why am i wearing makeup? i was trying out some makeup for a halloween party i'm attending at the end of the month. i wanted to see what it looked like, how it feels, blah blah blah, before the actual party. so, i put it on. its a bunch of white and black stuff all over my face. it was about what i expected. anyway, i wore it for a little while around my house, no one saw me. so i then decide that its time to wash it off. i get in the shower and scrub scrub scrub... i think i have most of it off, so i get out to look in the mirror to see what i have missed. and i really got all of it off... except for in my eyebrows, sideburns and goatee. my eyebrows are black. my sideburns are white. and my goatee is a weird grey color. and my eyes still have black all around them too. so, back in the shower. scrub scrub scrub. i step out... nothing's changed. oh no. so, i spend three hours this afternoon trying to get this junk out of my facial hair. no lie, i looked like an emo pirate. i have a picture if you must see... which, you must see... its kinda funny. now i have to rethink my whole costume idea. i dunno... maybe the whole emo thing may work out for me. i have 2 1/2 weeks to decide, right?
i found a new symphonic piece that i love. it is Sonata in G Minor by Tartini. some of my musicy friends hadn't heard of it, so it makes me feel kinda special, like this is my symphonic piece. even though, it was written a long time ago. anyway, its really cool and haunting sounding. i love it. i listen to it all the time now.
mmmokay, well, yoga went well tonight. we learned all about chakras and their colors and their purposes and how to cleanse them. which, by the way, made me chuckle. we were suppose to clean them off and put the "dirt" into a "pail with a lid" and mentally send it off into the sun to have it explode into "a zillion pieces". i thought the whole concept was a bit odd. especially since a zillion is a made up number. but then again, it was mental dirt in a mental pail with lid, so maybe not. we also learned two new salutations, so i'm sore and stinky and need a shower. so, fox out! =^.^=

...smells musty.

2006-09-22T14:00:00.000-05:00

*walks past blog eating an apple. stops, turns and peers in.* wow... i haven't been here in ages...

hokay. so, i have a new computer (thanks daddy). its pretty nice too. brandon and i modified it to be extra cool too. see? *vannah whites the computer* hrm... what to talk about... uh...
i was gonna do a week to week yoga update, but, well, i kinda forgot. and usually after yoga my arms hurt so bad that i can't type anyway. so here is three weeks of yoga in one post! yay! well, three weeks and the intro week... so four technically. but only 3 weeks of yoga. whatever.

week 0-
i get lost on my way to the gym. its at a different school that the one i attend, and they didn't post signs or have flight attendants to guide me, so it was kinda weird. turns out, it is in the back of the gym on the second story, which you have to leave the building and enter through another door. i'm telling you, they don't want people to find this place. anway, we all show up and she tells us everything that we will need to know for the class. this makes braeden happy because she says that instead of going from 7-9:(something) that we would only be going from 7-8, 8:15 tops. it depends on how long we want our nap to be. *sheds a tear of joy* i'm going to love this class. we leave way way early

week 1-
I bought my yoga mat, yoga band/strap thing, and yoga block and show up to class. now, evidently i bought into the myth that yoga was fun and relaxing and not painful. like everyone else who bought this myth, i was lied to. not only lied to, but like, massively lied to. like satan-level here... no "little white lie to not hurt your feelings and make you feel better" lie either. i thought yoga was standing and posing and somehow brought you inner peace and stuff (haha... i just put inner peach.) no no... it is painful posing and contorting. so, i'm sweaty, sitting on a sweaty mat, one leg painfully stretched out in front of me, the other weirdly wrapped around the other one, i'm leaning forward, crushing my lungs and diaphragm, and my yoga instructor says, "don't forget to breathe. isn't this relaxing?" i looked up at her and glared at her and though "no. in fact, this is the most unrelaxing thing i could be doing at the moment. and if i could physically breathe, i would be. since that is generally what sustains my life." she was looking down, and didn't receive my little message. about five min. in, i thought "man, i'm gonna be sore in the morning." about 30 min. in, i thought "man, i'm gonna be sore 20 min. after class is over". so, then, the hour is up and it is time for our "nap". evidently the definition of "nap" has greatly been misinterpreted by this lady. but, for all its worth, it was relaxing. i was connected to the earth and the universe and the creator. evidently. i felt connected to hot sweaty mat, the nasty, hard gym floor, and my sweaty t-shirt, but you know... i walked through the maze of the building and down the stairs and i was already sore.

week 2-
still a tiny bit sore from last weeks regime, i drudgingly try and find my way through "jungle hardin-simmons gym". this week was relatively uneventful. it hurt signifcantly less than the first week. which is a good sign. it still hurts mind you. i swear, you never put your arms down. ever. for an hour. that alone is killer. this time during the "nap" i tried to feel connected to everything like i was suppose to be doing. and it was very peaceful.

week 3-
so, only having been in pain for one day instead of seven, i was mildly excited to go back. i mean, maybe this time i could go an entire workout without wanting to die. or to downward dog myself out of there. (haha... yoga humor) so i get there, and there is a line at the front of the room going into the supply closet. this is odd, so i go over and get in line too. guess what. we are getting weights. my heart sank. we have a choice of 1, 5, or 10 lbs. to choose from. i chose 5 so as not to look like a wienie (i can't believe i just looked up the spelling of "wienie") (speaking of, here are some interesting facts about the word "wienie" its pronounced wee-nee or whi-nee. its a shortening and an alteration of the word "wienerwurst". and it's a noun. except when used as an adjective.) (and i chose 5 lbs. because that was all that was left, but i choose to think given the choice, i would still have chosen the 5.) (yeah, right.) so, our session begins, and things are going well. evidently she only wanted us to have weights by our sides for comfort, maybe? no. we do a yoga version of arm curls and junk like that. now, normally, this can be a relatively painless excercise. but with yoga, you never let your arms down, so it is killer! pain pain pain. finally its over and we are connecting to the creator, or God, or whatever we believe in and i'm lying in a forest on soft vegetation. this is definitely my favorite part of the sessions.

things i have learned from yoga.
1) yoga was designed for women. some of these poses just didn't consider the design of the male. at all. ouchy.
2) i have great leg strength, but no leg flexability. conversely, i have great arm flexability, but no arm strength. (i blame band)
3) the world is way loud and a very unpeaceful place to be. this become blatanly obvious after having been connected to everything, to have everything being yelled at you and flashed in bright neon colors. i really like the relaxation/medition part. i think everyone should at least learn how to meditiate and relax. it puts so much stuff in perspective.
4) I HAVE TRICEPS! now i realize that every human has triceps or they couldn't move their arms, but mine are actually getting defined! maybe all this pain will be worth it...

i'm getting sick. i always get sick around this time. without fail. year after year. it always happens during pledging season for some reason too. i though it came early this year, but pledging has been going on for a week now. i totally forgot until i saw all the pledges around the GATA fountain today. so the tradition continues... hopefully this won't get as bad as sophomore year. ew.

lately i have been listening to a bunch of Phil Collins. i love Phil. one more night. just give me one more night. mmm.... *closes eyes and sways to the music in my head*

i watched a good, yet depressing movie yesterday. "Grave of the Fireflies" ironically, i watched it yesterday of all days. (1000 cool points to anyone who can tell me why... ;) ) i recommend the movie to anyone. except for jamie who refuses to watch anime.

ok, well, i can't think of anything else to put, so i guess i'll leave now. ok, fox out =^.^=

ugh.

2006-09-05T10:08:00.000-05:00

i have broken at least three computers in less than two weeks. that is all. and i can't find douglas... =*(

lunesta and other ironies.

2006-08-23T22:07:00.000-05:00

actually, this is only the lunesta irony. so, watching tv this evening, there was about a billion commercials for lunesta. which, by the way, is a medicine that makes you sleep. you can take it long term... blah blah blah. it has a butterfly as a spokes-animal. except that it doesn't actually speak... it just flies, lands on peoples faces and that makes them go to sleep. anyway, during the listing of the side effects (which has actually become listenable now instead of formerly being read by the micro-machines/ FedEx guy so that you couldn't ever understand what he was saying) they say... "and drowsiness". so lunesta causes drowsiness. isn't that what its suppose to do?? cause drowsiness? i would be worried if it didn't cause drowsiness... i dunno.

my other song for now

2006-08-20T20:57:00.000-05:00

You have led me to this sadness
I have carried this pain
On a back bruised, nearly broken
I'm crying out to you

I will sing of your mercy
That leads me through valleys of sorrow
To rivers of joy

When Death, like a Gypsy
Comes to steal what I love
I will still look to the heavens
I will still seek your face

But I fear you aren't listening
Because there are no words
Just the stillness and the hunger
For a faith that assures

I will sing of your mercy
That leads me through valleys of sorrow
To rivers of joy

Alleluia, Alleluia
Alleluia, Alleluia

While we wait for a resue
With our eyes tightly shut
Face to the groung, using our hands
To cover the fatal cut

And though the pain is an ocean
Tossing us around, around, around
You have calmed greater waters
Higher mountains have come down

I will sing of your mercy
That leads me through valleys of sorrow
To rivers of joy.

Yeah.

Alleluia, Alleluia
Alleluia, Alleluia

Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia
Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia

I will sing of your mercy
That leads me through valleys of sorrow
To rivers of joy

I will sing of your mercy
That leads me through valleys of sorrow
To rivers of joy

Oh, Lord sing of your mercy
Mercy
Your mercy...

my song, for now

2006-08-03T19:14:00.000-05:00

Go ahead as you waste your day with thinking
When you fall everyone sins
Another day and you've had your fill of sinking
With the life held in your
Hands are shaking cold
These hands are meant to hold

Speak to me, when all you got to keep is strong
Move along, move along like I know you do
And even when your hope is gone
Move along, move along just to make it through
Move along, move along

So a day when you've lost yourself completely
Could be a night when your life ends
Such a heart that will lead you to deceiving
All the pain held in your
Hands are shaking cold
Your hands are mine to hold

Speak to me, when all you got to keep is strong
Move along, move along like I know you do
And even when your hope is gone
Move along, move along just to make it through
Move along
(Go on, go on, go on, go on)

When everything is wrong, we move along
(go on, go on, go on, go on)
When everything is wrong, we move along
Along along along

When all you got to keep is strong
Move along, move along like I know you do
And even when your hope is gone
Move along, move along just to make it through

(Move along)
(go on, go on, go on, go on)
Right back what is wrong
We Move Along

the 9:00 news

2006-07-31T21:30:00.000-05:00

so, that last post came out a lot sadder than i had intended. i mean, i intended it to be sad, just not that sad. anyway, here are the events going on in my life at this moment. i have achilles tendonitis. yay, it hurts a lot. i woke up the other morning and couldn't walk. but slowly it has gotten better, but i still limp a lot. the dr. told me that i didn't tear anything, which is good, because if your achilles tendon tears all the way, your whole calf muscle won't be attached and they have to surgically reattach it. fun times. but he gave me some streches for it so that it won't get to that point. he told me that stretching it makes it feel better. funny, when i stretch it, it makes me want to scream and cry in pain. oh well. its better today than it was yesterday. hopefully it will be better tomorrow than it is today.
uh, i got a good compliment from my prof. about my presentation last thursday. that's something positive.
MY IRON BROKE! *begins hyperventilating* *begins lamaze breathing*

oh! its ok! i bought a new one!

i found a new show i like on tv. friday nights on USA after monk (like at 9 or 10 or so) is Pysch. really funny show. i enjoy it. a lot.

i am surrounded by thousands of tiny paper cranes.

i'm not too sure what the significance of that is, but i just noticed how many of them there truly are right in this little area. its frightneing.
i have discovered that the sounds of locust or secadia (or whatever those bugs are really called) takes me back to childhood. it reminds me of fall afternoons at Lake Highlands. outside, all you could hear were the pulsating sounds of locust. we would climb in the crepe murtles and try to climb into the giant oaks, but we were usually too short to reach the branches. every once in a while, we would help each other to get into the trees, to the collective horror of our mothers. i hadn't heard this sound in ages, but just recently it has returned.
it is school supply season again. i love the smell of scotch tape. i feel like i want to make a bouquet of sharpened pencils for someone. but who would that someone be?
(that is in fact, two You've Got Mail references in two posts... go me!)
well, i must depart. painful foot excercises and fun movies await me!

then nostalgia kicks in

2006-07-29T00:07:00.000-05:00

i'm kinda sad right now. i really don't have a reason for it. sometimes these sad moods just set in and then go for no good reason. this time, its because i miss things. like, i miss high school. i mean, i miss having all my friends being in the same building for however long we were there. and maybe i didn't get to see them all the time while there, we all lived withing 15 min. of each other. and the drama was so much easier to deal with. now, its like drama is people getting kicked out of apartments and stuff.
i miss my sister. i miss hanging out with her and her giving me grief about stuff. i miss her living literally 10 feet from my room. i miss her picking out clothes for me to wear so i don't look like an idiot. i know she's still here and i don't need her to pick out my clothes for me, but i just miss those times.
i miss home. well, i really miss the idea of home. like, my house and my parents and my stuff is still there, but if i moved back in, it wouldn't be the same. and i miss that.
i don't want to be in "the real world" but i don't feel like i fit in college anymore. i feel like i don't matter, that i'm not important in the grand scheme of things. but not only that, i feel as if i'll never be important. and that makes me sad.

i also tried to make a list of things that have made me happy, and i kept coming up with my comforter. (which is a perfect name for it) it makes me happy. nothing makes me feel safer than being in my bed, being tired and falling asleep. it just kills me, i love it.

i guess i just needed to get that out. and i really don't care if anyone reads this. i just feel like i need to send this out into the cosmic void. but i must depart now. it is late. so, goodnight sweet void, whoever you are.....

short post now, longer post later...

2006-07-16T19:49:00.000-05:00

i'm really tired right now. i had planned a really long post, but at the moment, i can't remember all of what was going into it. so... you're gonna have to wait until i'm more awake. for now, though, happy birthday patty!

there is no dark side of the moon. matter of fact, its all dark.

2006-07-13T02:47:00.000-05:00

i had a really long post for today, but i must postpone. i found out that syd barrett died recently of unknown causes. he was a co-founder of Pink Floyd, but left/was kicked out due to exhaustion and kinda going mad. he will be missed. Shine on you crazy diamond....

the birthday/independence day post

2006-07-05T16:37:00.000-05:00

It's offical. I am now exactly 1/10 the age of the United States of America. in spirit of birthdays, i wanted to share with you something i found online forever ago. (unfortunately, i can't find it again to find other people's birthdays...) now, normally i don't go in for the zodiac stuff, but this is mildly creepy. here it goes...

"Your birthday on the 30th day of the month shows individual self-expression is necessary for your happiness.
You tend to have a good way of expressing yourself with words, certainly in a manner that is clear and understandable.
You have a good chance of success in fields requiring skill with words.

You can be very dramatic in your presentation and you may be a good actor or a natural mimic.
You have a vivid imagination that can assist you in becoming a good writer or story-teller.
Strong in your opinions, you always tend to think you are on the right side of an issue.

There may be a tendency to scatter your energies and have a lot of loose ends in your work.
You may have significant artistic talent and be very creative."

isn't that wierdly creepy? that so describes me. anyway...
So now you're wondering what I got for my birthday, aren't you? well, i got a cool standy thing for my iPod. it has speakers and an alarm and stuff like that. (it plays my iPod... don't know if you got that...) anyway, its really cool. i got a shirt from my sister and Brandon. I got a gift card to Target so i could get my sheets. i got a giftcard to half-price books. i got a book of sudoku. i got my annual school supplies that i love so very very much. and from my friend patty, i got an awesome journal. (although, patty, i'm not sure what you want me to write in there. is it personal or a story? i would so hate to disappoint you...) and she gave me a little note pad to carry around so when i get ideas on something i can write it down and not forget. and pens. she got me pens.
but wait... you got your sheets? YES I DID!!! i actually got to sleep on them last night. i spent most of yesterday ironing them and pillowcases and the comforter. so much work, but so worth it. do you want to see them? of course you do! I got this comforter and well, i can't find the sheets. that's a link to the bedding collection i bought. i do have the black jersey knit sheets that go with it, but the sheets i have on there now aren't anywhere on Target.com. i'm sad =( i was going to show you all of my pretty new sheets and now i can't... oh well. that means that you'll have to come to my apartment to see them. so, ha. well, i have offically been able to play in the rain three times in one week. way way too much fun.
i don't think i have anything else to say. i was expecting the sheets to take up much more time, but i can't find them. so, i guess i'll just go now...

the most expensive sandwhich EVER!

2006-06-29T20:04:00.000-05:00

i paid $73.55 for a sandwhich at Subway. It's true. On my bank account today, i had a charge from Subway for $73.55. seventy three dollars and fifty five cents. that is correct. Not one of those giant 90 foot long party subs that usually end up going to waist either. i bought a 12 inch cold cut combo with lettuce, pickles, spicy mustard, and salt and pepper, a bag of chips and a soda for $73.55.

just let that one sink in for a little bit.

I have finally started writing again. in my spare time when i'm not looking for a job, that is. unfortunately, it's not my novel, but at least its something creative. who knows, maybe this will turn out to be a book too. i could certainly see that happening. its kinda bloggy. (i'm a writer and therefore can, and will, invent words). it really just started with me writing down random neurosis i have, but making them seem normal. not rationalizing them, but just sort of talking about them. i dunno. it's like reading some crazy person's journal and finding truth or something in it. this is why i think it will do well. i do i do i do. it started out being severly autobiographical, but it quickly became fictional. i no longer think of it being me, but this guy. (who, oddly enough, doesn't have a name. nor will he ever get a name because who writes their own name in their journal? and because its cool and literary-y... so there! =P) i now take situations in my life and see how he would react to them, and write about them. sort of embellish my own life to make good literature. kinda like "A Million Little Pieces" but i won't lie about it. i even have a (working) title! it came to me as i was walking to the library! if you have been a follower of the fox's blog since xanga-time, you know that on my old xanga account, i would end every post with "ok, whatever." and that is the title! on my old blog, that ok, whatever had so many different meanings. it could be smarmy, it could be angry, it could be dismissive, it could be one of a thousand things. and so can the title... what do you think? good? bad? ugly?

so, for some reason, i keep sitting at this one computer in the library. i sit here because it is away from everyone else and i'm not paranoid about people sitting behind me. (yes, there is a chapter about this. and i know of other people who have the same issue with sitting in front of crowds, it isn't just me.) but the thing is, the space bar on the keyboard squeaks. let me just give you an example of how annoying this truly is... *ahem*

One (*squeak*) day (*squeak*) i (*squeak*) was (*squeak*) walking (*squeak*) to (*squeak*) the (*squeak*) library (*squeak*) and (*squeak*) there (*squeak*) was (*squeak*) a (*squeak*) chipmunk. (*squeak, squeak*) He (*squeak*) [or (*squeak*) she, (*squeak*) I (*squeak*) don't (*squeak*) want (*squeak*) to (*squeak) isolate (*squeak*) genders...] (*squeak*) made (*squeak*) start (*squeak*) singing (*squeak*) the (*squeak*) theme (*squeak*) song (*squeak*) from (*squeak*) Alvin (*squeak*) and (*squeak*) the (*squeak*) Chipmunks.(*squeak, squeak*)

...and now, i bet you're trying to figure out if i really do put two spaces between sentences. (yes, i do.) [we're the chipmunks! guarenteed to brighten your day!] but i'm pretty sure this keyboard is the most annoying thing ever. "well, mr. fox, why don't you move to a different computer?" i would, but someone is sitting there. and there are people sitting behind it. so there. neurosis 1, you 0.

now, back to my sandwhich. it was actually a mistake. the cashier girl accidentally hit the 5 button one too many times. so instead of 7.35, i got 73.55. then we refunded 66.20. the only thing is, is that -66.20 hasn't hit my account yet. =P so, to all of you who were holding your breath on why i paid that much for a sandwhich. I really didn't have a choice. she swiped my card, typed the number in, and put enter and then told me.

ok, so these three students are sitting diagonally to the left and in front of me talking with african accents about biology. specifically nature vs. biology and even more specifically, sex vs. gender. except i only caught the word sex over and over again. it was mildly awkward until i started listening in. (yes, i'm an eavesdropper.) anyway, i must be off now. ok, whatever.

(*squeak squeak squeak squeak squeaker squeak squeakin*)

take 2

2006-06-26T19:36:00.000-05:00

so, i wrote this long post and stuff, and then when i posted, half of it was gone. made me sad. it was a good post, and i don't remember all what i put on there. my dad is getting a new car... chevy malibu. very nice. i want one now too... uh, i feel like i have mosquitos all over me from being at my house this weekend. they have an infestation of mosquitos there. uh, there were a bunch of people on campus. it was frightening. but then i remembered it was passport weekend. i actually knew some people there. it was nice. i remeber those days. (five years ago) =P... its really sad. this blog is no way near the level of cleverness on the last blog. it is such an injustice. i will end it now...

the writer's block

2006-06-25T18:22:00.000-05:00

Lisa will appreciate this
I have nothing to blog. But it's been a while since i've posted anything and i didn't want my loyal readers (all 3 of them (including my mother)) to feel like i had abandoned them. but i can't think of anything witty or clever to write about. it's like i'm in a witty free zone or something. it's kinda sad... =( i'm sure at some point something witty will come to me.

in the absence of wit, i will just report the news:
Yesterday, Jars of Clay played in Rowlett to thousands of people getting eaten by ants. The concert, while hot, was a smashing success. Tait was phenominal as well, but nothing beats Jars of Clay and fireworks... except i missed the fireworks. for shame!

I plan on making the world's hardest obscurity quiz. ok, maybe not world's hardest, but it should be really hard. if you have any really hard random trivia for me to include, send it my way. it would be greatly appreciated. so far i have 3 questions... i may give $5 to the first person to answer all the questions correctly, but then again, i may need that $5 to eat that day. we'll see.

uh, its hot outside?

well, that's all the news for today. thanks for stopping by and reading. i hope you have a great day!

Fox

sheets and growing up.

2006-06-12T16:24:00.000-05:00

i just recently went sheet shopping. i have sheets, mind you, but i decided that i wanted new sheets. not only just new sheets but comforter, shams, the whole 9 yards. but then i got thwarted. it turns out that sheets don't exist for me. they are either way too feminine or they are way too kiddy. i just want masculine grown up sheets! but they don't exist. i came close to finding it at target, but then they didn't have my size of sheets. and you also had to buy everything seperately there. sheets seperate from pillow shams. and there is some mention of a bed skirt. what is the purpose of a bed skirt? is this absolutely necessary? i don't think it is. i also found out what a duvet is. evidently its just a really expensive pocket for your comforter. wouldn't it just be cheaper to buy a new comforter? yes. they are expensive! (p.s. thanks to my sister for explaining this to me. i called her to ask about bed skirts and duvets... fun times.) it was such a wierd time. i felt like i had to grow up a bit... more... i dunno, i don't want to grow up. it means i have to do grown up stuff. but then i got really excited about decorating a new (bigger) apartment. and i want to have a money to buy things to have a killer apartment! and i know... to get money i have to get a job... =P i'll find a way to not have a job and get money. just you wait. just you wait and see...
i had a bunch of stuff to talk about on here, but i can't remember all of my topics. i need to start carrying around a tiny notebook to write these things down. and get a tiny pen to write with. make tiny notes. i'm hungry... bye!

hrmm de hrmm de hrmmm

2006-06-06T16:38:00.000-05:00

hi! so, i'm sitting in the library. good good. i tried to get the internet in my apartment, but at the moment, that is a no-go for launch. I GET A BED! my daddy is coming on thursday and bringing me my sister's old bed, which used to be my old bed before we switched rooms. oddly enough. i also get a dresser and an ironing board (thanks patty). oh, i want to say hi to my newest reader, patty. hi patty! *waves*
i don't think people realize how pretty ACU's campus is unless they are here during the summer. i know its like 9000* here (*=degrees) but all the trees are green. the grass isn't all trampled. the flowers are in bloom. the fountain is on (which is a rare occasion during the school year, unless a bunch of people are on campus). of course, this is also coming from me sitting inside the nicely refurbished (and air conditioned) library. but really, its pretty here when most people aren't around. ok, well, i gotta finish applying for jobs and such. ok bye!

I wish we would have known each other because this is a little awkward

2006-05-23T12:19:00.000-05:00

I GOT A "D"!!! i am so excited! my parents are gonna read this and be slightly perterbed by this entry, but i don't care! i'm excited! no more spanish for braeden! el zorro no necesita espanol! (p.s. that needs a tilde on the "n" and an upside down exclimation point before the sentence... but i can't do that in blogger. let it hence be known that blogger hates spanish.) anyway, so i escaped abilene for a few days. i am at home right now about to eat lunch with my mother. i surprised them by driving in on sunday morning and getting to church on time. which is funny because i was more on time getting to church driving from abilene than i usually am coming from my own house. my mom has been bugging me to find one church to go to, and she told me that she didn't mean drive home to go to church. i found that amusing, but she never specified that she wanted me to stay in abilene... sorry mom. anyway, my sister is now an aunt. no, i don't have a kid (praise God). her husband's sister had her baby. yay! so, back to my grades... besides my D in espanol (still needs the ~ over the "n") i got all "B's" which is fantastic! i got a B in my senior capstone english class! i got a B in my African American Lit class that i praying for a C in. and i got a B in poetry, which i thought i was getting an A in, but all things considered, i'm not complaining. WEEEEE!!!! uh, nothing much to report... i moved into my new apartmenty thingie. its nice. its small-ish, but fine for me. there are boxes everywhere and i don't quite have a bed yet... so its nice to not sleep on couch cushions on the floor. not that i'm not grateful. couch cushions are much better than pure floor. and floor is much better than, say, dirt, so i'm grateful. plus i am getting free cable at the moment. i will eventually rectify this when i get the internet, but for the moment, i'm leaving things the way they are. well, my stomach is growling, so i'm gonna go eat! later!

holy cow

2006-05-08T11:26:00.000-05:00

And 34 pages later, it is finished.
My African American Literature final project of original poems by me, that is. Holy cow it took forever to do. Plus two poetry explications and a 12 page research paper... all due dead day (today) at one point or another. Anyway, just wanted to quickly hop on here and explain why I have dropped off the face of the planet. It's not because I don't love you, its because i am super busy. and i will continue to be so until probably next weekend. so, until then, if you need me, too bad! i'm busy! sorry, that's the way the cookie crumbles... and life.... is a cookie. (great movie!) by kiddos!

Sex and the City

2006-04-20T01:11:00.000-05:00

As I sat watching Sex and the City I realized that I love the parts where she is typing her column. And I decided two things. One, that I, myself could write like that and two, that I should. I have really been thinking about my myspace phenomena and the implications. I sit and wait for people to come on to talk to them. I pray for new comments or messages from people. Have I really become so distant from my fellow man (and woman) that my excitement is derived from a digital version of them? This also calls into question my obsession with wanting to sit around and chat like Carrie and Samantha and Miranda and Charlotte. Or to be able to have the conversations like the ones in Gilmore Girls. This being said, I don't think anyone has conversations like they do in Gilmore Girls, but it would be fun to try.
So as I sat here pondering my circumstances and watched the episode where Carrie and Samantha go to San Francisco on a tiny train and constantly refreshing my myspace to see if in the last four seconds someone has written me, my mind wandered to the future. Is this what the future is going to be like? People sitting around being virtual friends with people?
Maybe I put too much pressure on people I know to be like the people I watch. How fair is it for me to meausre up people to fictional characters, however interesting their topics of conversations may be? But then again, the only time I ever think about the types of conversations I have are when I'm alone watching Will & Grace.
In the end, I think I prefer my real friends to my fake ones. I can't give advice to the television. I can't celebrate with my TV sister when she gets married. The television doesn't get happy when I call or stop by. The TV doesn't force me to examine myself and find out what I really believe about life in the living it sense (as opposed to the life, metaphorically sense). The TV friends can keep their fancy talk.

What a wierd day...

2006-04-07T20:15:00.000-05:00

Today's post is brought to you by the letter "G"

So, today was really wierd. Evidently my new water bottle has a leak. And it leaked all over my shirt. And my pants. I have a thing about spilling stuff all over myself. My sister falls. I spill. It's a sibling clutz thing, i guess. anyway, i was sad because i had to change. And i had to sit through Spanish looking like i had bled pink. And some in a very awkward place, too. But, for some reason, it wasn't a bad day at all... hmm...
I think Kidz Bop is the downfall of the American society. And now they have a comic inside.
I joined myspace. I got invited by Jamie and threatened by Alana. I thought it was kinda dumb at first, but I'm kinda addicted. I even started a group! with Katie! and there are already 15 people in it! And I don't know all of them! yeah... So walking back from class today to go change I found a little letter G on the groud. It made me wonder. So that is why today was brought to you by the letter G.
ok, so I got like 2 hours of sleep, so i think i'm gonna check out for a while. later!

this thing

2006-04-06T19:58:00.000-05:00

I'm trying this new "healthy" thing. i'm watching what i eat and drinking 8 glasses of water a day. which, by the way, is a whole lot of water. its a little hard to take at times. but who knows. it sure does make me pee a lot. and i take a vitamin B complex. and that turns my pee day glo green. which is super cool! i really don't have a lot to say. i'm super busy with school. papers and projects. there seems to be no end in sight. oh and i have to find a new apartment and get a job. and fix my car. so there.

It's Been a While

2006-04-01T00:03:00.000-06:00

Hello again in TV Land. Do I have news for you? Oh, btw, i have been watching Craig Ferguson and now everything in my head sounds scottish. So, in order to fully appreciate this blog, you must read everything to yourself in a scottish accent. So, start over, and begin scottish meltdown mode. Ok. Today has been a fantastic self-esteem day! I needed jeans, so i went to the GAP. and there, they were having a spring sell. and i found a good pair of jeans and i tried them on. and they fit nicely. making me look sexy. and they are one size smaller than what i normally wear. kapow! and then i found a shirt there that i really liked, but they didn't have my size, so i tried on one size smaller, and low and behold. it fit. double kapow!
so, there is this massive paper due in my poetry class on wednesday. 12 pages researched, the whole nine yards. and i didn't have a topic. but i had a meeting with the professor, and not only do i have a topic, which is severely cool, but an extension. an indefinite extension! i get to choose when it's due! kapow! and my topic? so glad you asked. Pink Floyd's Dark Side of the Moon. "but braeden, what does that have to do with poetry?" exactly! 12 pages to discuss how that deals with poetry! now to find sources....
I GOT AN IPOD! black, video 30 gig. early graduation present from the parentals. i danced around my house for like 10 min. when i got it. so amazing. no skipping, no buying new batteries, no crashing cars trying to find and exchange cd's. *sigh* wonderful.
I AM BANNING THE NEW MOUNTAIN DEW ENERGY DRINK!!!!!!!!!! i ban them because of their commercial. In it, they are trying to build a better scarecrow. and once they do, they decide to move on to killing foxes *gasp!* the fiends!! foxes are our friends! *bats eyes* but seriously. totally banning them. BAN THEM TOO!! speaking of foxes, my poetry prof. has a picture of a fox running in his office. its the only picture in his office that isn't of his family. he rocks.
My sister got married. March 25th 2006. a week ago. oh wait... this is serious, so turn off scottish meltdown mode and go back to normal american accent. so, begin again. My sister got married. March 25 2006. a week ago. I've had one week to absorb everything. And to catch my breath from their wedding. I seriously had to walk down the aisle 4 times. once with my grandmother, once with my mother (but we had to go light the unity candle first. which, was pretty brave. handing me live fire in the middle of a church at my sister's wedding... dang.) which were right kind of in a row. (groom's grandmother, bride's grandmother (w/me), groom's mother, bride's mother (w/ me),) then house party. three groups, and i escorted the last one. then his sister who was pregnant and a bridesmaid. four. run back and forth. but it was fun. then i was the DJ at the wedding. and they had this little console mic that was a tad awkward to speak into. especially since i was standing right in front of the speaker when i spoke, so it was me really loud in my ear. all in all, it was fantastic. the weather was perfect, she looked amazing, everything went off without a hitch. or at least to their knowledge (*wink wink*). and yes i did cry. twice. once during the ceremony when she was giving her vows and she started to go, i did too, but it was only out of one side and it was the side that no one could see. and then at the reception, she and i got a dance. we danced to "come what may" from moulin rouge. i lost it. i tried and tried and tried, but to no avail. and at one point, i looked down and saw her pretty green eyes filled with tears, and we both lost it. and there are pictures of us dancing and crying and i think that is cruel and unusual punishment. but i don't care because it was her special day and i got to share in it.
over and out.

True/False

2006-03-23T00:50:00.000-06:00

So, the comic idea. I think that I have an idea on the reasons for True/False. "Life doesn't always fall into two categories" or something like that. but so far it seems that Passive Agressive Anarchy is taking the lead... well, whatever. we shall see the final product eventually. as soon as i figure out character design... that's all. i'm really sleepy and actually going to bed before mid... one a.m. or later. dang.

Happy Vernal Equinox Day!

2006-03-21T20:22:00.000-06:00

Hello. How are you? Good good. ok. Oh my goodness. 4 days. f-o-u-r days. four days until my sister gets married. It kinda hit me on the drive back to abilene on sunday. which is wierd because they have been engaged for like 900 years and I took pictures of them, which by the way, are now everywhere and that always catches me off guard too. So i don't know why it really hit me. it probably came between the 73rd wierd look that comes to represent "when are you gonna hook up with some one?" and the wierd discussion of wedding night "stuff" with adults in church. yes, i realize they are married people and married people have sex, especially on the wedding night. (sean sure did prove this one...) but, dang, i don't want to think about that. she's my sister! its almost as bad as hearing my parents talk about their sex life. almost. anyway, so 4 days. oh! and my (future) brother-in-law Brandon got baptized tonight! how cool! so, congrats to him! happy vernal equinox day. the day where day and night are equal. from now on, days will be longer than nights. horray!
so, i'm writing this webcomic thing. its really funny. anthropomorphic (giving animals human characteristics) a fox, a raccoon, a panda, two (twin) mice, a bobcat, and a black cat. kinda about life and college age kids and life. the only problem is i don't have a name for my comic. i have a few ideas, but i'm gonna leave it up to you, the viewer, to decide.
choices are:
a) Passive Agressive Anarchy. It kinda has a nice ring to it. oxymoronic statement. and the thing is, its kinda like questionable content not having any real questionable content.
b) True/False. No real reason other than I like it. And i can do some cool T/F symbol things.
c) The Kollege Koob. This is a joke. there is this random thing at school called the college koob. its some wierd directory thingie. i don't really remember what all was in it, but it had the most rediculous name ever. and now that i put it here, i really don't like it... so, its no longer on the list.
d) i'm running out of ideas, so how about you make one up, and we'll see... ok.

Man, Batman kicks butt! Even as an old dude. Batman Beyond season one came out, and I'm watching it now. remarkably cool. and he has a dog named Ace. (and so did i) Will Friedle playing Terry McGinnis. and no one could play Bruce's voice other than Kevin Conroy. so awesome. ok, so this is all for now. over and out.

being poetic.

2006-03-06T21:49:00.000-06:00

I made a poetic sentence.
In Spanish today we had a worksheet to do. Our vocabulary for this chapter is love and romance and failure and stuff. basically the good and bad of romance. Anyway, so our worksheet had different words on them and we had to construct a sentence in Spanish using that word. One of my words was "el equilibrio" which means "the balance". So, my sentence was "amor es en el equilibrio entre fracaso y amastad." quite poetic, don't you think? i thought so too. And then and then... in African American Literature, I had to write a poem about or including part of the opening line of the movie Crash. I really liked my poem, but I had to turn it in and i don't know what i put. =( oh well. when i get it back, you can find it on my literary site *cough cough* yeah. i also have to write a piropo. which is basically when a guy tries to hit on a girl in spanish. it can either be sweet or mean, but they aren't well receieved. the girl just keeps walking. and i have to write one. I'm not good at that in english, much less in spanish. ok, well, i gotta go think up racy things to say in spanish. bye!

You May Now Proceed With Smacking Me In The Face With A Tack Hammer. That Is All.

2006-02-27T15:55:00.000-06:00

Life Happens When You Aren't Looking

2006-02-23T16:22:00.000-06:00

And, incidentally a lot of stuff has happened that i really just don't feel like blogging about. Yet here I am blogging about it. Or rather, blogging about how i don't want to blog something. blog blog blog. i have a new distaste for that word. it doesn't feel right in my mouth. blech. ok, so the long and short of it, I'm not graduating until December '06. and for various reasons that really don't need to be put here. if you want to know, just ask. it's not anything bad per se, but i dunno. whatever.
kathleen norris is coming to my school on monday. i am about to explode. she will be in my poetry class at 9 a.m. will explode again.
i woke up today and was in a warm, t-shirt jeans and flip flop kind of mood today. and then walked out and it was cold and rainy. mildy disappointing. but then i ate lunch with jamie and danielle and then jamie and i went shopping, where i almost bought a window, an old tv to turn into a fish tank, and old door locks. fantastic. and we got to slide around in my car with no traction on oily slick abilene roads and almost slide into intersections and fish-tail around hilly turns. it was mildly freaky, but i think i played it off well as to not scare jamie. who is going to read this now, and know... oh well. mmmkay, well, it is now nap time. bye!

I Have Offically Become The Most Boring Person On The Face Of The Planet.

2006-02-21T19:09:00.000-06:00

aNEWther blog...

2006-02-16T12:58:00.000-06:00

...so creative of a title...
so yes. i have created yet another blog. Except this time, its all literary stuff. Some of my literary stuff cuz i like to write and stuff. Some literary stuff from other people that i like. you know... (stuff is such a technical term, i love it). so, if you care to read and to leave encouragement/criticisms, head on over to coolness! or you can try and find it through my profile if you wish. i would really appreciate it! allrighty, bye! new post later with real stuff in it comes later, i promise! ok bye

Happiness is... curiosity

2006-02-12T18:49:00.000-06:00

so, i went to see Curious George the movie Saturday. Fantastic movie! Go see it. But don't go in the afternoon on a weekend, because your theater will probably be filled with chatty kids like mine was. I need to go see it again to absorb everything. Now, the tradition of animation today is to include subversive Adult humor to keep the adults happy and watching and the kids guessing or wondering. Not this one. It doesn't have that in it. Don't be sad, it doesn't need it. It is so cute of a movie. It is so pure. I think if it had had the adult humor in it, it would have taken away from the innocence of the movie and the meaning and stuff like that. And the music is phenominal. Jack Johnson is super cool amazing. Some of the songs on the soundtrack are a little too kiddy for me, and I really don't like Ben Harper, but whatever. Most of the songs are really good. And the kiddy ones are done well, just too kiddy for me. whatever. go see this movie. wonderful.

Paradise Lost

2006-02-08T15:38:00.000-06:00

A while ago, I was walking back from class and I noticed North East of Abilene. It was a beautiful sight with hills and sky and I can't really explain it. It was something very moving in me. It was something I hadn't ever noticed before. So today, once again I was walking back from class, and I looked over the parking lot to see the beautiful sight from before, because I really needed to see some beauty. And it wasn't there. Sure the land was still there, but for some reason, it had lost its splendor. All it was was dirt and dead tree bushes and a light haze on the horizon. Has that place really lost its beauty? Or am I just incapable of seeing beauty anymore?

I still have no cell phone. And now my car battery is dead. I hate the excuse of being isolated. I want to break out windows and shout at the world to wake up. At the same time, I'm in tension with the fact that I want to lock myself in my room and hide. It doesn't help that I feel as if I have completely lost my sense of placement. My sense of belonging. My sense of purpose. My sense of life. I'm so lost and confused.

The Lists...of DOOOOOOOM!

2006-02-02T00:51:00.000-06:00

So, here we are, rainy. Stuck in this old gold mine.
Wow. Don't know where that came from. Actually, yes. yes i do. It came from a cabbage patch kids record that a neighbor friend of mine had and we would listen to it. And these two cabbage patch kids got locked in this gold mine and decided to sing a song about it. this part always made me want to cry, but of course i couldn't cry in front of my neighbor friend. Not that listening to Cabbage Patch Kids was oh so masculine, but you get my point. Anyway, So i decided that since the new year was finally upon us, i would write out my life goals. And I did. And now i will read them for you. Well? What do you think? I think they are ultra special. What? What's that you say? You are reading this and couldn't hear me speak my goals? Well, too bad for you! ha! Well, i guess since i'm still in my ultra snazzy christmas cheer, now that christmas carols are over. Here is my list of life goals. typed out in pretty arial font just for you.
Braeden's Life Goals!
#1 Go to Mexico and eat a burrito by the bay
#2 Meet Ben Affleck and say to him, "Affleck, you were the bomb in Phantoms, yo!"
#3 Dance in a commercial. I have broadened this to be any commercial. Not only a RentWay one.
#4 Pet a Koala
#5 Jump off a balcony with a metaphorical parachute.

so, i bought mexico today. that's right. i own mexico. ask andrew. he has the check to prove it. he sold me mexico for $126. Which would be awesome considering that if i actually do #2, some guys owe me a total of $500. ha!

Ok, moving on. Jeff tagged me ages ago with this six fact quiz dumb thing. and out of obligation, i must oblige. however, i refuse to tag anyone else. if you want to do it, fine. say that i tagged you, but i wont. I WON'T be held responsible for any loss of appendeges and or life that comes from tagging people via blogs. i just won't. so don't ask me. ok
The Rules:
1) Start with six random/wierd facts about yourself
2)Tag six people who have to write wierd/random facts about themselves as well as clearly posting the rules. (yet i am breaking this rule. ha!)
3) Make sure you post six names at the end of the post (oops. i forgot to to do this. sorry.)
4) Go to the tagged people's website and tell them they are tagged and direct them to your website for further rules/ info. (hey, if you're "tagged" by me, check out my site for rules/info. thanks! ^-^)

ok, so
1) I love Toxic by Britney Spears. and i don't care who knows it
2) i once went two and a half weeks without sleeping. just to prove a point.
3) More than likely, I have seen and can quote more movies than you and could probably beat you at 6 degrees of Kevin Bacon.
4) I, and a friend (Sean) once got approached by a talent agency simply because we were walking around a mall with a mini tape recorder asking random people the dumbest questions ever. Totally awesome!
5) I know for a fact that burning antifreeze smells like maple syrup.
6) If i were in frace, i would be called la renard and i would be hunted with only my cunning to protect me.

So there. now stop hounding me! gah! ok

Round three. Ok, so there are a lot of those random survey's going around on people's blog, and they are sometimes really fun to do. Sometimes. So, i got the great idea that I would make my own! And answer the questions as if it weren't my own. You can do it too if you wish. That would be cool. and it would make me happy. awwww... ok, here goes!

1) Do you go to the bathroom? Yes. as a matter of fact, i do.
2) Do you like Frank Lloyd Wright? You know. I couldn't tell you what his stuff looks like.
3) Which would you choose: The ability to walk on water forever or to be able to fly for one hour on three different occasions during your life? This is a toughie... I would really ahve to go with being able to walk on water. I mean, what if you died before using up your three hours? That would suck! Plus, i have this morbid fear of drowning. And think of it... you could like walk up waterfalls and junk. awesome! totally awesome!
4) What would you think if you drove past a car crammed to the ceiling with midgets? I would think OHMYGAH! BEAR IS DRIVING! HOW CAN THIS BEEEEE?
5) Which do you prefer: Black of Cheese Puffs? Black
6) Without looking, what will question 13 be about? Uh.. Starbucks being neither a star nor a buck?
7) If purple tasted like boneless picnic tables, would the people in Canadia complain? What are you talking about? Snakes don't have armpits!
8) Jucie or punch? uh, punch
9) Jucie or a roundhouse kick to the face? uh, punch
10) Juice or juice? uh, punch
11) Now ask me a question... ok. Why do people ALWAYS STEAL MY COKE BOTTLE GNOMES?
12) Are your cabinets open? One of them, yes. HOW DID YOU KNOW?!?
13) Where you right on number 6? Evidently not.
14) If you could be any mythological crature, what would you be? a centaur
15) If you could be Huey Deuy or Louie, which one would you be? Huey all the way!
16) Who is your favorite Ninja Turtle (Hero Turtle if you happen to have watched the show in the UK)? Oh, Donatello all the way. purple and mad phat bo hunting skills...
17) Who's your favorite Traveling Wilbury? is it Jeff Lynn? Is it? No. actually it's Tom Petty
18) Do you want to answer more questions? no, not really
19) Ok then, were done. That's not really a question...

YAY!!!! that was really hard... hence the whole "only 19 questions" type thing. Ok, so i got this whole "class" thing tomorrow. so, peace out! latas~
Here's a song i wrote

Little TV sets going off inside my ear
Spacemen floating by
Firecracker beer
Chased a demon's lightning
Music hits your eye
Up and down the sidewalk
Take a doo doo pie
I love you

I wrote this...
peace out!

im sick

2006-01-22T17:51:00.000-06:00

i'm sick. that is all. you may now return to your normal everyday scheduled lives.

so this is odd...

2006-01-20T22:27:00.000-06:00

Ok. hi! This is the first post in forever! i know! So, for those of you who called my cell phone, and those who have no idea what I'm talking about, here is the offical story... Mr. Cell Phone decided that he was dirty. And he hopped in the washing machine in order to get clean. The only problem is that Mr. Cell Phone is electronic and the cold cycle doesn't work well with electronics... So, it offically has stopped working. It is on my agenda for tomorrow to go try and get it fixed. hi to everlasting joy... ;) Also, i got my computer up and connected and then it wouldn't connect to the internet. I'm using Lisa's computer. so thanks to lisa for helping me out. i'll update later with stats for the semester (you'll see) ok bye!

the triumphant return!

2005-12-30T17:36:00.000-06:00

YAY!! I'M UPDATING!! uh, ok bye! yay! yayayayayayay!! I have no idea what's going on... hmmm... ok, so here we go! I got a fox! after months and months of searching, i finally found a stuffed fox. Thank you to everyone who helped me search for it. I found him at Jax in Ft. Collins CO. His name is Douglas Ethan Fox. (no relation). tee hee! he is the softest thing ever and i love him. Speaking of Ft. Collins, CO., i got my eyebrow pierced. huzzah! yes, it looks awesome, no it didn't hurt at all. i thought it was going to hurt real bad, because i'm a big pansy and have no pain tolerence, so i was all tense and stuff waiting for the pain, and then i realized that the needle thing was already through and it was over and i missed it. I got pierced by an awesome guy named Chacho. He had been piercing for about a week when we went in. He told us some interesting stories about piercing, um, certain things... lets just leave it at that. Ft. Collins was super fun. I could live there, but only if i had warmer shoes. Thanks to Lisa's family for putting up with us for so long... oh oh oh! and thank you to lisa's mommy for helping me make my pants. (i say helping, she did it because if i had done it, i would have broken the sewing machine and sewed my fingers together and somehow attached them to the pants themselves.)
Christmas is now over and we are making plans for new years. ok, random side note. i had left over chinese food about an hour ago, and now i'm hungry. but i can still taste the celery and chicken in my mouth. it is a very strange sensation for my body...
Christmas in now over and we are making plans for new years. ok, random side note. I have been having completely wierd dreams. last night, i had a dream that a bunch of friends and i went to canada for a short trip, but for some reason, my memeory had been erased and i couldn't remember any of the trip. except that i got in a fist fight with James Rivers. (a guy i knew from high school). everyone was all pissed off at me for something i couldn't remember. i was pissed off at them for taking my memories. and then the other day i had a dream i was teaching spanish in high school, but i don't know spanish well enought to teach. and i had to break up a fight outside the school and my friends Cara and Alex Lewis were there and happened to be in my class that i was teaching. It was horrible though. the kids (except Cara and Alex) were making fun of me for not knowing what i was doing. Cara and Alex helped me out by making me feel better, though.
What was I talking about? oh right. Christmas is over and we are making plans for new years. You should head over to my TopFive xanga for my list of best and worst Christmas songs ever.
Speaking of TopFive lists, i started reading High Fidelity by Nick Hornby. Its really good. the movie was a very good adaptation of the book. they left some out, and it would be a hard book to adapt, but they did a really good job of it. and they cast it perfectly. especially Barry and Dick. Oh wow. the only thing is is that Dick looks differently than the book, but that's ok.
I got the Imogen Heap cd. totally awesome. I almost got the Sufjan Stevens album Illinoise, but i really haven't heard much of it and the Imogen Heap cd was the same price. I may go back and get the other album too, who knows. Imogen Heap is, of course, the female singer of Frou Frou.
Alrighty, well, i have a wedding open house/reception to go to tongiht, so i need to go get ready and wrap the present and stuff. ok, peace and pancakes!

2005-12-07T12:22:00.000-06:00

uh, brr.

2005-12-07T09:41:00.000-06:00

Holy cow it is bleeding freezing outside!! evidently it feels like 1*F. that seems about accurate. It's kind of a scary thought that i saw hardly anyone while walking to class. In fact, i saw no living person until over halfway there. At least, i think they were living people. they were bundled up so much, they could have been yard gnomes that dressed appropriatly for today and i wouldn't have known the difference. so, i own a printer. however, i do not own cables to connect said printer to my computer. so basically its taking up space. so, in order to print things, i either get julia to do it and bring it to me (thank you julia) or i have to go to the library. today was a library day. i left my apartment with enough time to go take care of it. i got it all printed out. as i was leaving the library computer lab, i noticed a few major mistakes. so i had to go back in and fix and reprint. which takes a while in the library computer lab. so i ended up being late to class. and the room was freezing... (literally, no heat and windows on two sides of the room.) you know, this being a fox's guide to insomnia and other things in life, i think it is about time for a tip in the guide book. Tip: never take a spanish final while sleepy. if you are going to get less than 2 hours of sleep, don't even bother. i promise. taking a test after having been awake is a lot easier than taking one with sleepy foggy brain. (end tip) i completely forgot how to conjugate verbs in the subjunctive form. (both past and present). which is bad. very very bad. so, after the test was (finally) over, i got all bundled up and left. i'm pretty sure it was colder walking back that it was coming this morning. it was like a meat locker! only with humidity. and massive winds. and instead of meat, dead trees. so, basically, it was much worse than a meat locker. i took a defrost detour through the campus center. it was nice and warm. the first thing that struck me about the cold as i walked out the door was the cold. it smacks you in the face. i don't enjoy being smacked in the face, much less by the cold. now that i think about it, i don't really enjoy being smacked at all for any reason by anyone, much less the despicable cold. as i was walking, i passed two guys who began laughing at my elmo skin hat. it wasn't the normal, that hat is funny and it brings me mirth, so i must giggle. it was malicious. it made me sad until i realized that they take life way too seriously, and when they reach 35 and have already had triple bypass surgery because they are too stressed out because of taking life too seriously, i will take a sip of mai tai and not care what people think. and not have chest scars. so take that mean laughing boys! ha ha ha. ok, so now it is time for me to climb back into bed and warm up and try and catch up on sleep so that i can function and work on other finals week stuff. bye!

the story so far...

2005-12-06T13:29:00.000-06:00

So, i actually have something to post... Last night, when i got home, there was a small metal mixing bowl out on our front door step. I thought nothing of it, except that it was insanely cold, but i didn't know why i was so surprised... i mean, it was metal and cold outside. so, then i got to thinking about this poor little bowl. and this is the story i came up with to explain the bowl. The bowl's mother was a teenage bowl who got pregnant, but it was totally an accident. the father bowl was also a teenage bowl. he would have nothing to do with her or her expectant baby bowl. Finally the day came that the bowl was to be born. The mother bowl was sad, but went ahead as planed. After they went home together, the mother bowl decided to give her baby up to give it a better life than she could provide. so, in an act of deperation, she somehow climbed up to the top of our stairs and found our door and left her baby to the car of two college boys. or someone may have borrowed it and returned it. you know, whatever. i have an almost uncontrollable urge to soak a roll of toilet paper in kerosine, light it on fire and throw it off the balcony just to see a flaming fire toilet paper ball fly. too bad we don't have any kerosine lying around...

the taletell signs

2005-12-06T12:36:00.000-06:00

I have a cold and my finger is about to fall off. IT MUST BE FINALS TIME!! and so it is... real short post. just wanted to do some more work on here. mainly because my finger hurts. i so totally love my audioblogger!! That was a hoot! betchu can't guess what that is frooommm... ;) mmmkay, well, finals are hard. i have too much stuff to do be blogging. that seems to be a theme... hmmm... indeed. well. Braeden out. lata!

tee hee

2005-12-06T01:58:00.000-06:00

the first audioblog!! WHAT IS THE WORLD COMING TO? OH NOOOOO!!!!! ok, that was way too much excitement for a title...

2005-12-06T01:55:00.000-06:00

The grand (re) intro

2005-12-06T01:20:00.000-06:00

Right, so, i know i have a xanga as well... i'll probably post on both... who knows. maybe these will be mood postings. like, happy here sad there. or silly there and artsy here. i haven't really decided. i just got kinda fed up with xanga lately and decided to move here. maybe i'll just move all the way. probably not though. so... thus endeth the first post. yay!