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[15 Oct 2009|02:42am]
These TimesCollapse )

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[24 Aug 2009|11:19pm]
right now, i can't say that i'm into pretty much anything that is/has been going on recently. very little to wake up for.

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[14 Aug 2009|01:22pm]
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[28 Jul 2009|05:07pm]
LowCollapse )

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[21 Jul 2009|08:59pm]
sign out.

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[15 Jul 2009|02:06am]
Dear Woody Allen,
I was the only person in the theatre in which your film was playing tonight. You may be glad to know that I took this liberty to lounge out across three of the seats, but still I felt that there was something unsettling with the situation, especially when I looked around each time Larry David adressed the camera as though he was speaking to a full/semi-full audience. Then, when the film ended I exited the theatre to find a thousand cases of Harry Potter followers lining the walls with purple nylon capes, black lipstick and worse. I'm sorry that your work was displayed at AMC 24 in Hamilton.

Your Friend
Ian

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[22 Jun 2009|11:16pm]
trying to stay close doesn't work
you'll eventually lose them

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[16 Apr 2009|10:06pm]
What I Learned From Writing a Thesis Paper:Collapse )

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[04 Mar 2009|12:46am]
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settle down, now [15 Feb 2009|11:38pm]
[ mood | wild&free ]

aright, the week long livejournal tour is done. like matt said, i'll probably do some other ones every now and then, but who knows, man.
today i woke up late, but got some good old fashioned sleep in. i hung out with evan for a while. going to taco bell and goodwill and a liquor store. i got my dad guiness for his birthday. we had some things going for their birthdays later today, which was mainly just eating dinner and that. and if you've never made a calzone with peanut butter and jelly, i suggest it.
the all star game was on tonight, and we watched half of it and then left for philly at half time. so i'm not sure who won, but emily and i are both going to update the blogspot tonight about the weekend. some good things happened. but it's basketballdotcom.blogspot.com if you're not in on that.
i've been on eager terms with the new akron/family album that's coming out, and jeff sent me a text message and said that he got it online. so he then sent it to me and i sat in my kitchen and listened to it through and i blew every cool i had. i'd been reading/watching interviews with them through the week and there's not much about that band that isn't the best. my band crush.
so now i'm back in philadelphia and that means a few different things. but i feel alright about most things right now. finishing that painting helped me out a little bit. i think i needed to prove to myself that i can actually finish something. and that i can actually work hard, because most of the time i'm a big time slacker. but it's all alright. also, john and i are going to baltimore for jeff's show on friday, so that'll be something to help me get on through the week.
feels good.

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Kenny the liger [15 Feb 2009|03:04am]
[ mood | a rock with a hat ]

this is a pretty late time to be considered saturday. but whatevs, man i'm still awake.
today emily and i were planning on taking a train at 11:30 or so. but i woke up to a text from her saying that she'd rather take the next one later instead. and i agreed because obviously i was really tired. plus, i was in the midst of having a dream where i walked out of my philadelphia room and jon and jen were wearing blonde wigs and jon was dressed as a girl with make-up and all, and he said something like "hey, how do you like this?". so i wanted to continue that.
so we took the later train and it seemed like a long ride. evan picked us up and we went to dunki and then home and ev showed us his sick new ride. the kid just bought a new car. like, 2005 new, too. so he's large livin'.
being home is nice i guess. i'm glad that emily's here this weekend. sometimes it's a bit harder to get through without her being around. which makes me have some split thinking about next year when i'm home and she's still at school. yikezz.
but really the reason for living today was watching the nba all star events. so we did that and it'll definitely be added to the basketball blogspot, probably after the game tomorrow. i haven't watched a game in so long, so emily's doing so much better than me with knowing all these players. i don't get tnt in philly, so there's not really any way to watch anything. really useful info right here.
valentine's day is really cool. but i guess i hope that anyone who was actually celebrating it with anyone had a nice time (though i feel like there's very few people i know who atually are).
i guess tomorrow will be the last of the high school updating week for matt and i. we'll make it a full circle and do sunday to sunday maybe. i mean, i guess i will. so watch out for that, y'all.
actually pretty tired.

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i think JP is doing drugs or something [14 Feb 2009|12:57am]
[ mood | emergency surgery ]

today was a long time.
i had class hours from 8:30 to 3:50 again, and i stayed for a while longer also. i did finish that painting however.
um. not much else. i ate pancakes and felt bad afterwords.
i'm going home tomorrow instead of sunday, and that feels alright. i just need to wake up for the train. it's sort of pathetic that i need to worry about waking up for things.
i'm listening to jazz a lot, and that feels alright also.
this entry is worse than matts.
and now i remember why i don't do these kinds anymore.

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there's a little more room on the carcus rack [12 Feb 2009|10:26pm]
[ mood | mykea ]

today was day one of two days of painting in a row, 8:30 - 3:50 on both. so today was an early moon rising.
so last night i took an ambien, which is different from my usual sleep aid, rozerem. but apparently weird things happen to you when you take ambien, like hallucinations and the like, so danielle gave me one and i went for it. however, i didn't get any hallucinations or any weird loopy mind states. i was just normal and not really even that tired. i took it at 10:30 or so since i had to get up at 8, but i didn't actually fall asleep until 3:00. whatevs, man. i actually woke up decently today and wasn't too tired during the day, so maybe that was a difference. i don't know whether it was my body's need to be awake at such hours that just dissed the pill, or whether things like this don't have as much of an effect on me as they do other people. i mean, i can't get drunk either.
but class was on the more productive side and i'm going to reach my goal of finishing that painting that i mentioned the other day. unless something goes sosososososo wrong. i have to have a show up on april 20th, so i need to get ballin'. hard ballin'. none of that t-ball junk. no underarm lofty pitches. i'm looking to bean a bird.
tomorrow is friday and i may hang out with chris stillitano.
saturday is valentines day, and it may as well just be a saturday.
sunday i'm going home in the morning so we can have birthday time with evan and my dad.
just a head's up.

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bu'bu'bu'bu'bu'bu cap'n [11 Feb 2009|10:34pm]
[ mood | 70 degrees ]

this is about to technically be my third entry of the day. a little much, i know. but the one about yesterday was done "this morning" and then i got riled up about the akron/family album later in the night. but today was as plain as possible, so this should be short. i had class at 1:00. drawing class. it went by fast. but i stayed after and drew for a while. then i had to do an essay on fredrick kiesler and send it to my teacher because it's late. i ate chocolate raisins and drank orange juice and now i don't feel that good. i did some of that while watching lost.
last night i read the entries of this same week, in 2003. and since this one is a bum, i'll include what i wrote six years ago...

"today was a rather solem beaver of a day. ive been feeling not good at all for the past week or so. its not fun. i have a rugged croc hunter style voice and i cant talk for the first 2 periods of the day. i just got my history class changed becasue i was in a "level 2" class instead of being in a "level 1" class. im not the biggest fan of my guidance counsler by any means. hes kind of a gross guy. "i have an oval head and christopher lowell style facial features." is what he would say if he was discribing himself. school isnt as good this semester as far as seeing my freinds goes. besides bri guy at lunch, m sterm in gym and an occasional shue and bill cosby, im left friendless on this one. i dont even really see anyone in the hallways through the day. hopefully it ends up being not as bad as im expecting. in other news, i got the new red hot chili peppers cd the other day. to say the least, its quite the good one. i heard some of the songs, finding them to be slow and unexiting. then when i got the cd, i found the songs to be slow and less unexiting, and actually very good. my predictions of it were incorrect. well i guess thats all from the news desk today, im colin quinn, thats my story and im sticking to it."

super cool.
i just took an ambien, so we'll see how fun that is.

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[11 Feb 2009|04:15am]

this is about to be the best album of all time. i'm not doubting that by any means.

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Sweet Jean Marie [11 Feb 2009|12:16am]
[ mood | pisser pan ]

So today started off with me getting a nosebleed.
i don't have class until 4, so i met with beck and went to subway (where i had to pay in cash, even though i have a subway gift card, because the worker told me that it was a "points card" and only for racking subway points instead of using it like a gift card, only to find out after getting the receipt that there is, in fact, money on it) and then we hung out with ashely and nathan in the studio for a while. then i started my six hours of liberal arts in a row. 4 - 10. for some (odd) reason, today the classes were a bit hard to handle. we watched part of a movie on youtube in indian cinema, and it was all jumpy. and my dada and surrealism class is proving to be anthony kurilla's most boring and annoying because my teacher has the number one dullest voice. and today kim and i were going to peace out during the break, but she decided to not take a break and just leave early. nahhhhh.
i've watched a few episodes of daria recently, and it ain't bad. i used to watch that show when i got home from school every day in sixth grade because i would be home alone and i could do what i wanted and it was that.
i've also been listening to death vessel all the time. stay close is blowing me up over here.
now i'm about to shake a tower/take a chris and call it a night because i need to wake up for my 1:00 class tomorrow. and the fact that i need to worry about waking up for that is seriously not right.

happy birthday dad

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The cops are coming for Randy [09 Feb 2009|11:01pm]
[ mood | joe c ]

Second day, and i didn't forget. even though even in junior year, i probably wouldn't have updated about today. but rules are rules. i did realize, however, that this is more so like a sophomore year week, because junior year all i wanted to do was die pretty much. so i'll try to not do that a second time.
but last night i feel asleep around 6:30am. felt bad. so today i woke up at 2:30 or something. got up and went to the studio for a while to do myself something constructive. i told myself i'd finish a painting this week, one that i've been working on since the end of last semester. but i feel okay about that. god knows i need to start something new, so it'll be good to have that out of the way. but i stayed there until my class at seven, which is a class on the american western. so we watched Red River today, and i was into it.
so now i'm just back in my room and feeling somewhat frustrated because people don't ever answer their phones. getting someone's answering machine is one of my least favorite things. a pet peeve, perhaps. especially when you just never hear back from them. no "oh hey, sorry i was in class." or "i was out before, what's up?" no text message saying "oh hey, i'm in class" or "i'm out, i'll call you later" just leaving you stranded and waiting for someone to see that they have a missed call (now this is junior year) i don't know, i don't think that's out of the question.
on a sour note, this is all.

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The tip juuuust got me, O'Dell. [09 Feb 2009|02:10am]
[ mood | dahellzat? ]

so, as you may or may not know, matt and i are doing a week's worth of Junior year high school livejournal entries this week. which means, at the end of each day, write a lot about what you did, formatted in the style of a 16-17 year old you. cool for us, maybe not for anyone else (sort of like playing The Talented Mr. Rimples).
i'll start with the weekend which meant going home.
friday danielle and i took a totally crowded train. so crowded that we had to sit in the seats that face the other seats. first accross from two female lawyers (possible student lawyers, actually) and then accross from a philadelphia tall man. so, that was a bum rukus except that now i have two tickets for the next two times that i want to go home since they didn't check them. (i'm now realizing that i'm writing this like i'm an actual junior in high school...) once home, i hung out with yapes and went to alex baisle's bachelor pad with mike topley and a story-telling smart man wrestler. i topped the night off by throwing up because i had eaten too much.
saturday was warm. i went to goodwill and princeton as a solo monk. i guess i hung out and recorded or some things at home for a while after that. i then went to borders with danielle where they had nothing of general interest. we hung out for a while and then later in the night i was feeling weird and decided to drive somewhere far. after quickly ruling out new york i just chose the beach. i told myself that i needed to walk on sand. it was actually a nice idea, but on the way home my gas light went on while i was in allentown. so i was getting as nervous as a flock of geese because i was almost certain that i was going to run out of gas either on the highway or in trenton or something. i've never ran out of gas before, but it seems like it'd be shameful. it was also like 2:00 am and i would have to call someone to pick me up somewhere. but that didn't happen and i got home alright.
today, sunday, was also warm. i had to noodle around with some things for my online class which is really paining me currently. darin drove danielle and i to the train station, cutting it close style, and i made the sickening walk from suburban station to my apartment once again. i watched some of the grammys and didn't care much. but i really don't know what the big deal about lil wayne is. he seriously is getting praised like no other and it seems like the last time i checked he was like, the worst of the cash money millionares. i don't get it. i read recently that he's "changing the face of hip hop", and that seems a bit drastic for that guy. i don't know, it's not like i hate rap and don't respect anybody, i just don't get it.
man. this week in livejournal is going to be a blast for everyone.
i'm going to feel ridiculous every time.

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[03 Feb 2009|02:57am]
i feel like i've run out of ideas. in every possible way.

(someone pops in the door)

[01 Jan 2009|02:01am]
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