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| -Graduated from college. Managed to stay in touch with some of my friends. Working on it.
-Still unemployed. Have a few leads. At least I'm getting some work from punknews and City Paper.
-Started a new blog, Picasso Blue. I'll be using it more for collecting my music reviews than I will for personal accounts. I've started by adding stuff from Collegian's Web site; eventually I'll have everything that ever went to print or Web. Minus my high school writing, because no one needs to read that shit.
-My cousin Tom has bone and lung cancer. Reminds me of a scene from Catch-22 where Yossarian proves an atheist actually believes in God. I seem to believe in God the most when I need someone to hate.
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| Shut it down boys. It's too real. It's alive! The patient denies being flatfooted, although I did note a lack of curvature. Put ice on it. Promise me we'll be friends after college, Joe Pelone. It sent shivers down my spine. "I am going to make it through this year if it kills me." So, as I sit next to you, I already miss you. This has been a pivotal time. They wrote "You don't have to go home but you can't stay here" on the bulletin board. I'm never donating money unless it goes directly to the paper. Yes, it's a staff position. No, it doesn't pay. Ice it! Everything keeping me together is falling apart. I've got this thing that I consider my only art of fucking people over.
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| -Tomorrow is the last layout meeting for Collegian's 2007-2008 staff. I've only been to one (1) meeting this semester, on account of City Paper, so I'm going to make an effort to be there this time. I cannot believe it's almost over. Time to put those rock 'n' roll feelings on a shelf to die and rot and get myself a real full-time job. I don't want to work retail the rest of my life. I'm not doing so well.
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| Gettin' classy for media formal. i will not be among the first five (5) people to cry. Oh, and i listened to Our Lady Peace's Spiritual Machines today, and it's still a pretty awesome record, so ya'll can stick nuts in your butts. i hate doing interviews. i had to interview some people involved in this project called "Canstruction." It's a competition for architects; they have 12 hours to build something cool out of cans. The creations go on display for a few days, get judged, and at the end all the cans go to the charity Philabundance. Visitors can donate canned goods too. i seem to have lost the pants to my pinstripe suit, which made me quite angry earlier. i've gotten over it, but man... that suit had pinstripes! So, i've got black pants, and a black suit jacket, and i'm going to pretend the two (2) have always known each other. My kairos pin broke today. There's some sort of meaning in that. Something alone the lines of "You can never go back, so get drunk tonight." Tonight cannot come fast enough.
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