I've had Kurt Vonnegut on the brain so much lately, stressing out about what I'm going to write 30 pages on, that I've forgotten why I love him so much. I opened up my copy of Timequake tonight and read the first few chapters for some inspiration. And this, my friends, is why he is one of my all-time favorite writers:
"I have pretended in this book that I will still be alive for the clambake in 2001. In chapter 46, I imagine myself as still alive in 2010. Sometimes I say I'm in 1996, where I really am, and sometimes I say I am in the midst of a rerun following a timequake, without making clear distinctions between the two situations.
I must be nuts."
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Good times this weekend. Friday night was Christina's play (pictures here), and Saturday night I went to Annapolis again with Ashley and Brock, and this time we remembered our cameras! We rocked out to some awesome music on the way there (which, Ashley, I need to copy from you cause that CD was hilarious), and ate at Griffin's again. The band wasn't quite as good this week, too jam-bandish for my tastes, but it was still a good time. Some of these I took, and some of these I stole from Ashley.

Ashley (aka
roxyoi301) and me!

Brock and Ashley fighting on my bed. It's funny. I don't even remember why they were fighting.

This picture is great because they totally didn't pose. It was taken while all three of us were walking in the school parking lot on the way out. We are awesome.

Brock trying to lure me out of the car.

Ashley and Brock on the dock in downtown Annapolis. I'm growing to love that place.

Brock and me, the cutest non-couple ever.

CHEESE!

Complaining about something. I do that a lot.

Brock's impression of the stupid preppy boys with the upturned collars. I hate those collars.

Ashley's a little loopy, so Brock's driving home.

Me? I'm just sleepy. Although, if I recall, I did pop up briefly to complain about the John Mayer song on the radio. (You know. The one that says women's sole purpose in life is to have sex with men and then bear their children. Right.)

Just for good measure. My bee-yoo-tee-ful daffodils.
*****
I had to write a proposal for my sem paper topic tonight. I was frustrated because I don't know what I'm doing and because my computer sucks monkey balls. Chris came in, and looked over my shoulder at what I'd written thus far, cracked up and told me I had to post it. So, I give you:

*****
I've finally gotten my hands on all 11 tracks of Fiona Apple's new CD. Anyone want it? Comment if you do and I'll upload it tomorrowish. Otherwise I'm keeping it all to myself! ;)
It's awesome, though. I keep trying to pick out a favorite and I keep failing miserably. It depends on which one is playing. Currently, my favorite is "Oh Well," but ask again as soon as the next track comes on. Oh, Fiona, I love you so.
what wasted unconditional love
on somebody who doesn't believe in the stuff
*****
And with that, I'm off to bed. 9:40 a.m. meeting with my professor tomorrow. Double yuck.
"I have pretended in this book that I will still be alive for the clambake in 2001. In chapter 46, I imagine myself as still alive in 2010. Sometimes I say I'm in 1996, where I really am, and sometimes I say I am in the midst of a rerun following a timequake, without making clear distinctions between the two situations.
I must be nuts."
Good times this weekend. Friday night was Christina's play (pictures here), and Saturday night I went to Annapolis again with Ashley and Brock, and this time we remembered our cameras! We rocked out to some awesome music on the way there (which, Ashley, I need to copy from you cause that CD was hilarious), and ate at Griffin's again. The band wasn't quite as good this week, too jam-bandish for my tastes, but it was still a good time. Some of these I took, and some of these I stole from Ashley.

Ashley (aka

Brock and Ashley fighting on my bed. It's funny. I don't even remember why they were fighting.

This picture is great because they totally didn't pose. It was taken while all three of us were walking in the school parking lot on the way out. We are awesome.

Brock trying to lure me out of the car.

Ashley and Brock on the dock in downtown Annapolis. I'm growing to love that place.

Brock and me, the cutest non-couple ever.

CHEESE!

Complaining about something. I do that a lot.

Brock's impression of the stupid preppy boys with the upturned collars. I hate those collars.

Ashley's a little loopy, so Brock's driving home.

Me? I'm just sleepy. Although, if I recall, I did pop up briefly to complain about the John Mayer song on the radio. (You know. The one that says women's sole purpose in life is to have sex with men and then bear their children. Right.)

Just for good measure. My bee-yoo-tee-ful daffodils.
I had to write a proposal for my sem paper topic tonight. I was frustrated because I don't know what I'm doing and because my computer sucks monkey balls. Chris came in, and looked over my shoulder at what I'd written thus far, cracked up and told me I had to post it. So, I give you:

I've finally gotten my hands on all 11 tracks of Fiona Apple's new CD. Anyone want it? Comment if you do and I'll upload it tomorrowish. Otherwise I'm keeping it all to myself! ;)
It's awesome, though. I keep trying to pick out a favorite and I keep failing miserably. It depends on which one is playing. Currently, my favorite is "Oh Well," but ask again as soon as the next track comes on. Oh, Fiona, I love you so.
what wasted unconditional love
on somebody who doesn't believe in the stuff
And with that, I'm off to bed. 9:40 a.m. meeting with my professor tomorrow. Double yuck.
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Date: 2005-03-07 03:08 am (UTC)Your paper proposal sounds a lot like my freshmen year of college when my friend and I had the same English teacher and we would write our papers at 3AM the night before they were due and would insert random "Damn you, Whitaker (his name)!" into our papers. And delete them later, of course. :)
Good luck on your paper.
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Date: 2005-03-07 03:21 am (UTC)Lovely pictures! You guys look like you were indeed having a great time! :)
And YES, please, to the Fiona Apple CD. I've got the 5 tracks that leaked last week, but I'd love to have the full album. Yay!
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Date: 2005-03-07 04:10 am (UTC)I also hate everything about everyone. :)
(And I'd like the Fiona Apple tracks!)
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Date: 2005-03-07 07:41 am (UTC)Plus, oh em gee are you so cute.
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Date: 2005-03-07 07:45 am (UTC)and I'm totally president of the Washington Anti-Popped Collar Club.
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Date: 2005-03-07 08:01 am (UTC)Yes you and Brock are the cutest non-couple ever
And I know we need to take a break from going out for a bit b/c now I'm poor, hehe....but if I win big in Atlantic City, rounds of drinks for everyone! (errr in our group that is, hehe)
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Date: 2005-03-07 02:03 pm (UTC)Hee, and thanks. I foresee many future posts complaining about the state of my senior seminar paper.
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Date: 2005-03-07 02:05 pm (UTC)I'm in the process of uploading all the songs, so they should be up sometime tonight. :)
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Date: 2005-03-07 02:06 pm (UTC)And the Fiona CD should be up soon, if yousendit starts cooperating with me. :P
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Date: 2005-03-07 02:09 pm (UTC)And good luck in Atlantic City. :P When are you going to be there again? Cause we might be there the same day, as it turns out. We're going to Philly/AC for a few days at the beginning of break.
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