I found my GBA. Surprisinly enough, it was in my backpack. Crazy, eh?

Iron & Wine. Great music. Its very calm. I picked up this album when I was in Colorado. We listened to it while we spent a rainy sunday indoors building a couch fort and working on our anagrams. It was Theresa, her boyfriend Kyle and I. I did most of the construction on the fort and Kyle was the technical advisor. He made the tough decisions about which pillows were fort worthy and which got thrown at Theresa. It was good times.

But, I'm listening to that album right now and I've rather quickly lost the desire to do anything but lay around and be very lethargic. This is a problem I have: music governs my mood. If I'm not careful, like right now, I will put on some music and not be able to do what I meant to do. And other times, I can be pissy as hell and throw in some happy music and be totally rad. Its a give and take. And I think I've mentioned this before, but eh. And as Hajduch says, "whatev."

I haven't listened to this CD much since I got back from "the vacation" but it is bringing back some awesome memories. Nothing in particular, just a general feeling of internal pressure from being overful. I love this feeling. Its edgy; makes me jittery and I get somewhat paranoid. But, at the same time, I feel as if I have unbridled possibilities; if I could just contain myself for 5 minutes and write them down.

Of course I never write them down, they aren't really there.

Its just a faded memory being resurrected. At the time, I was probably just frustrated with my life and was antsy. But through the foggy eyes of my memory, it was a time of great passion and energy. Isn't selective memory a wonderful thing?

And for the full vacation post? Well, who knows. I feel as if it has no relevance as I have been back for three weeks now. But, its almost done. And yes, still getting longer.
- posted by Pat @ 8:13 PM

 
Took a fake vacation.

I went to Anime Central in Rosemont, IL. That's right by O'Hare. One stop up the blue line actually. It was a ton of fun and I am oh so tired. I didn't understand that standing and walking nowhere at all is comlelely draining. I think next weekend I am going to get smashed out of my mind so that I can re-coup some energy.

I JOKE.

Maybe.

So I watched a bunch of awesome anime, met some cool people, got some cool art, picked up some fucking AWESOME new comic books and had a good time. Dude came in from out of town. He is, of course, totally awesome. Dan, his girlfriend and sister where there as well.

Sadly, so were the fat dudes in sailor moon outfits. But I found that if I just pretended they didn't exist was pretty damn effective. Also: not giving them the attnetion of running away in fright, my first response, but simply ignoring them actually left them far more crushed. Which, really, is the goal. Because dude, you're 50, fat and have no business wearing spandex, a halter top and suspenders.

And now, I will return to working, catching up on sports and re-reading 665 because JSP is awesome.

Edit: Has anyone seen my GBA SP? I seem to have misplaced it...

I'll be making signs to put on trees after dinner.
- posted by Pat @ 4:30 PM

 
Gentle reader, I have left you too long. I have, in fact, been working on the vacation post. Its, uh, getting unweildly. This is caused by two things:

1. I am terrible writer, as you all know
2. Far more importantly, my friends (you) rule way too hard. Which means tons of crazy stuff happened.

HOWEVER:
As pointed out by Joe in D.C., "I think everybody made really down music for awhile, got bummed out and starting making happy music again." I am about 6 months behind the musical curve so I have been listening to mainly bumming music for awhile. To combat this, I started listening to ska again.

There are, approximately, 45,000 covers of 99 red balloons. I have heard it in three languages so far in past week: English, German and Japanese. I am certain there are more. I am, somewhat, tempted to create a mix cd of nothing but that song. This has probably already been done. I love coming up with ideas that are three years old. It is my specialty.

Or something.

I think my specialty is failing while laughing, but that's a whole different story(ies).
- posted by Pat @ 10:44 AM

 
Just got home from DC. Pat's spring 2005 vacation extravaganza has, sadly, come to a close. It was an amazing time. So to everyone I ran into, w00t to the max. That was one of the best weeks of my life.

To everyone who wants to know select adventures, as in: is it true that happiness can be found in an author you have never read? I'll be tossing that post up tomorrow.

Its gonna be long and hilarious. And rad. I may, in fact, take two days to write this adventure of a life up. It ruled.

And now, sleeping with the sweet, sweet sounds of Mike Doughty's solo album 'Rockity Roll' serenading me to sleep. Yes, it was purchased on the trip.
- posted by Pat @ 11:48 PM