In my jealousy of misery... I will never be the same

Do you ever listen to a song that you haven't heard in years and get thrown back in time through some sort of time warp? It was by accident that I found this song while surfing tonight and I can't seem to stop listening. It's an old Denver band that I used to catch as much as I could.

My friend Eric eventually joined the band. He was always closer to a few friends of mine except for a few months in college. He and I ended up starting school in Fort Collins at the same time. He was my only friend so we used to hang out at each other's dorm rooms. Actually, I ended up having to go over his place most of the time because we couldn't smoke in my room. You know how you might not have a whole lot in common with someone until you realize that you are in a room with the only person in town that gets you? There was nothing sexual about our relationship. He was like my brother - it was cool. Anyway, he was my friend for a few months and then he dropped out and moved back to Denver. I saw him play in the band a few times but for some reason was worried that he might blow me off so I never approached him. I really had no self-confidence back then. Rejection was tough for me...

I wonder what happened to him. Last I heard, I think he might have a had a small problem with smack... not sure.

That song makes me feel so much at once I can't explain it. One feeling I can decipher is the way I used to feel when I would walk downtown. When downtown was cool... LoDo did not exist but the 15th street viaduct (with Rob hanging back behind a pillar ready to sell you anything you needed) and ample free parking did exist. How things have changed...

Grandpa made the paper again. This time it was mostly just a photo in his local paper. You can see my grandparent's 50th wedding anniversary pick hanging up on the back wall if you enlarge the image. Right now, I'm sitting next to a phonograph similar to the one he's getting ready to play in the photo. If I'm right, I think that one is his favorite. It has an amazing sound quality that you would never expect. I can't wait to see him in a few weeks!

This is follow-up to this post. Don't bother with the link in that post unless you really feel like forking over 3 bucks to see an article about Grandpa's collection.

Do you ever get so sick of a song that you eject the CD from the player and throw it out your car window?

It's not the first time and probably won't be the last time that's gonna happen.

The first time I did it to Marlo in high school. She was on this giant Berlin kick and refused to play anything else in her car. I pressed eject and chucked it. I was driving (she never drove her car) and we were high as kites and just laughed our asses off. The next week she did it to me.

The gutters are filled with music...

I almost forgot to mention...

I did the March Madness bracket challenge with 20 friends and friends of friends this year and as of now with the Sweet 16 listed tonight... I am winning! I picked 12 of the 16 correctly. Woo hoo!

I'm doing better than I expected and now I have jinxed the whole thing by putting it in my blog...

Don't choke on my dust

Tickets finally went on sale on Saturday and I couldn't be happier. Nothing is stopping me from getting my ass to see this. Are you in?

I should get my tickets in the mail this week.

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I've had 9 hours of sleep in the last 72 hours. I had a 12 hour clinical today. I worked 12 hours yesterday. I had class and St. Pat's on Friday. I think every inch of my body hurts.

I have 2 gigantic tests this week. Fuck.

How Soon is Now

Aileen emailed me this link and I'm ok with it. I'm a fan but not one of those freaky fans...

Girlie Post

I should have been hungover on Saturday but i went shopping with Shelly instead. I bought a t-shirt because it had a gramophone and skeleton on it and a dress just because I'm a girl. Then I bought a pair of Converse (navy on blue) sneakers to match my other Converse and the other pair too. I think I am an addict...

My Vans are waayyy more comfortable.

It's over (for the most part) and I like it that way. I just don't like the birthday fuss. I don't know why. I'm not a fan of getting older. Here's the breakdown:

Yesterday
Lunch with Ginger and Wendy
CD shopping at Twist and Shout
Cancel dinner with Mom due to snow and season finale of Project Runway

Today
Lunch with Kevin
Dinner and CD shopping (at Angelo's) with Mom

Tomorrow
Dinner with Doug
Margs at The Rio (meet us there at 8 if you want)
Taxi
Dancing
Debauchery

Dinner with Mom was the hard part and I'm glad that is over. She talked to me about how she still cries every day. Today she was mad at God. Yesterday she was mad at Vincent. I just know how to listen. I don't know what else to do.

We had some great laughs too. I said, "Well Mom, She (God) can be such a bitch somtimes." I was getting my to go box and Mom reminded me that I can't eat my leftovers tomorrow and I said, "That's right, it's Fish Stick Friday!" and she laughed. She never knew that I've been calling Fridays during lent that for years. I had kenafah (there's a million ways to spell it) for my birthday dessert and it was amazing! I've always loved Middle Eastern food but this dessert knocked my socks off!

99 Red Balloons go by...

I only check my mail once every 10 days or so. I just don't want to know what's in the mailbox these days. I was happy to get a postcard from Natasya! Woot! It's weird to read a person's blog for 4 (is it 5?!) years and then to actually see her handwriting. It makes the world a smaller place. Then I looked farther down the pile and got a card from the exboyfriend. Huh? Whatever.

Nonetheless, I love getting REAL mail.

I feel like I've lost touch with the world around me lately. I'm not a fan of being incessantly busy. I had homework that I needed to email today and I just didn't do it. I needed a day off to do nothing. That's exactly what I did. I'll deal with the repercussions later. Wait a sec... that's a lie - I did the dishes, talked to Mom, watched TV, surfed, and slept - I'm too damn excitng these days.

I did a little browsing on Amazon today. I took a few things off my wishlist and left everything else. I'm getting the bug to go CD shopping again. Before class on Saturday I'll head to Twist and Shout, Angelo's and maybe even Cheapo (I'd probably hit Wax Trax first though) to pick up some stuff to curb my appetite. I'm so out of the music world lately it's pathetic. I'm sick of this new punk sound already. It all sounds the same to me. Maybe I'm not listening right or maybe I'm just cranky. I'll probably end up expanding on my Kinks collection and continue to purchase music I have on vinyl and cassette. Isn't there something I can buy to convert my records and cassettes to mp3 type format?