FOUR HUNDRED FOUR

SONG OF THE DAY #404
Sunday, June 26, 2011
Laughing With
by Regina Spektor

FOUR HUNDRED

SONG OF THE DAY #400
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
You've Got Me Wrapped Around Your Little Finger
by Beth Rowley

The days are beginning to blur together. Supposedly it's already the second day of the trp, though I haven't slept more than an hour since Monday night. I suppose the day started sometime while we were still on the Airbus flight, in the midst of the darkness... The flight ended, and the rest of the afternoon I will detail in a comprehensive list:

Jonathan got Searched
Lost Weitz at B17
Lost Jessica
We boarded our small plane
Lost Jessica again
Met Jarmilla at the airport
Lost Jessica Again
Came to Hotel Petr
Bus driver broke my bag
Lost Jessica again
Helped carry bags upstairs
Arranged some furniture,
Unpacked
Continued unpacking
Took a shower
Finished unpacking
Francisco and Danielle arrive!
4:30 we meet Weitz downstairs to walk around Prague 5, Smichov, and eat at the Italian place.
Bought SIM card at the mall; owe Weitz 365 Crowns.

THREE HUNDRED SEVENTY-THREE

SONG OF THE DAY #373
Thursday, May 26, 2011
Modern Nature
by Sondre Lerche

Woke up at 1 this afternoon, after I said last night I'd get up earlier. Picked up the room and reluctantly vacuumed half the house and the bathrooms, and then took a shower and got ready to go to Jessie's graduation (but first to my study abroad meeting at 5). At 6:20 I got the call to be there, and I headed out. After the ceremony we walked to the car, that was 2 blocks away, and I took Jessie to get her graduation present-- a pan con bistec. We came home to mini-celebrate, and had ourselves a time.

THREE HUNDRED SIXTY-NINE

SONG OF THE DAY #369
Sunday, May 22, 2011
To Be Surprised
by Sondre Lerche

Got up, went to the beach with my parents, picked up my sister, came home. Pops cooked some camarones.
Jacuzzi inkling...
Watched the beginning of The Great Dictator with the Great Dictator and Mom, and then, when they went to bed shortly after losing patience with Chaplin, I turned on Dan In Real Life, which I'd been meaning to rewatch. I loved it all over again, and spent the rest of the night creating an IMDb account and rating films.
1AM

I brought out the dusty old Sound CDs, the first two, in honor of a beach day, and listened to them in the car on the way to and from. At the beach today I taught my Mom to be good. She now thinks I'm a deity.

THREE HUNDRED SIXTY-SIX

SONG OF THE DAY #366
Thursday, May 19, 2011
Gone
by 'N Sync

Parking Lot meeting
Nighttime biking

THREE HUNDRED SIXTY-FOUR

SONG OF THE DAY #364
Tuesday, May 17th, 2011
Your Love
by The Outfield

Spent the morning editing the video and cleaning the house. Ate cookies and cheese for breakfast because of my summer motivation allergies. A few hours after I woke up I had an actual meal-- by that time, though, Pops was home, and the hamburger was his doing.
I kept editing the video for the rest if the day, with some interruptions from things like the Realtor. Watched some videos (Jon Stewart vs. Bill O'Riley, the MindSnacks people) and tried downloading some movies during rendering periods. Vuze movies never stream well, though. :(
At one point I started watching Glee, until my mom couldn't hold it in anymore. She let it out and the night started. After the confrontation, we finished watching Glee, mostly in silence. After Glee we stated our grievances and spent a few hours talking. My sister came by and acted stupidly, and then went away. At the end, I broke down. I told her that my family was enough for my happiness, and asked why we weren't the same for her. It was more like begging, really. Begging and sobbing.
We topped it all off with an episode of the West Wing, and now we're sleeping. It's 1 AM.

THREE HUNDRED SIXTY-ONE

SONG OF THE DAY #361
Saturday, May 14, 2011
I'm Not Gonna Teach Your Boyfriend to Dance
by Black Kids

Went to work, got out at 4:30, came home, watched the Bieber movie with Jessie. Asked her to go watch Thor, but she refused. Took Ruth instead-- we needed to catch up. Went to Borders to wait in the meantime, for the 2 hours before the movie started. Took her home afterwards and came home once again, mind-set to work in the morning.

THREE HUNDRED FIFTY-EIGHT

SONG OF THE DAY #358
Wednesday May 11, 2011
Noon Tune
De Nada Sirve Hablar
por Alejandro Fernández

Evening Tune
Que Será
by Wax Tailor

It was a late morning. Maybe around 12 or 1 was when I finally rolled out of bed. I decided to fumble over to the kitchen to fix some grub, and then get to watching School of Rock. Picked up my sister 15 minutes late, and got her incredibly pissed at me in the car, asking incessant yet legitimately concerned questions. Came home, made a couple of grilled cheeses, and finished watching School of Rock as she slept. Pretended to work on the video while goofing off with music. The musicworks continued until that evening, at which point Pops called me over to watch Glee and American Idol. I ate dinner and continued with my musical nonsense, until late. When everyone went to sleep, I watched 2 Days in Paris by Julie Deply, and realized I've been watching really fantastic movies lately... I think I'm going through a renaissance. And, I love summers. Oh, also, I'm broker than a Sudanese woman pregnant with her sixth child. But everything will be fine! Will soon finish the birthday video.

THREE HUNDRED FIFTY-SIX

SONG OF THE DAY #356
Saturday May 7, 2011
Too Shy
by Kajagoogoo

Woke up to go to work this morning at 9:30. Walked in to Victor quitting the buy. It was a dark morning. I stayed around MP3 the whole day, occasionally going to DI when it was swamped. Ferdinand switched with Vicky today, and when we got out at 4, I accompanied her to a pawteh at Tropical Park. Came home first, changed, ate some pan con bistec, and got frazzed at my Dad for having an unnecessary bad attitude. At the park we made new friends and made fun of the antisocials. It wasn't anyone's birthday! We were invited to an after-party at one of the kids' house, and spent the evening playing cards and socializong around the pool. Sugar gliders? Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Dick. Came back home and went to Publix, then went to pick up David and came home to play Portal 2. Got past my crazy difficult level, and at half past Mother's Day, those crazy kids went home.

THREE HUNDRED FIFTY-TWO

SONG OF THE DAY #352
Thursday, May 5, 2011
Fidelity
by Regina Spektor

CINCO DE MAYO!

Today was Cinco de Mayo. I woke up at 2 and shamefully don't remember what I did until later that evening, when I finally talked to Tia Mari, for a few hours outside. We needed it, so I remembered I had balls and made the call.
I don't know what I had to eat, but sitting on the couches and lying on the ground outside felt like a trombone shot. The feeling lasted a few hours, and by the end of the conversation, the hallucinations stopped.
Naty came over later at night, and Mileini stumbled over here herself, as the night tread on. We stayed up until 6:30 AM, SÉIS DE MAYO, playing Portal 2, eating flan, and milking choco-vine.
Happy not Mexican Independence Day.

THREE HUNDRED FORTY-THREE

SONG OF THE DAY #343
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
Stormy Weather
by Ethel Waters

This morning I woke up early to get to Myth; my final was today. I finished my extra credit essay, emailed Angela, and went to class. As it turns out, half the test was out of the chapters I didn't read. Brilliant! Finished in a cinch. As soon as I got out, Crystal tells me she just finished hers, and she's headed to work. Since my celebratory lunch plans would have to wait, I took Jaif up on her offer to watch Due Date, which ended up being a tidbit better than I expected. Put on The Luyas and cleaned up my desk, Jaif holding the trash.
She left, and hesitated. And after walking into the middle of the road with my hands on my head as something complicated drove away in front of me. I sat on the sidewalk for about 10 minutes watching my life become more and more tangled, until I finally went inside and took to writing. In it, I made my decision. I wrote for an hour and then sought approval from the one woman that would understand these matters of the heart.
This will go down in history as the craziest day of my life.
I went to Itita's house; she wasn't there. I went to la peluquería to find her, and I told her what was happening. The ladies found out as well. After reading my letter to them and getting some feedback, I decided my heart's words were good enough and started transcribing. Itito's office. Now I'd wait. I'd wait for three hours until I asked for whereabouts. And then I'd wait some more. I gave up, and I was about to go home at around 7:45, she sent a message. I was at her house 5 minutes later, dropping off the letter. And as soon as I left, I got nervous again. I came home. I came home, I waited for the speaker until 8:45. I told my mom what had happened. I told her what I wrote. She cried. She gave me advice. She sent me on my way. At this point I was almost hyperventilating. I'd never let out that much emotion, ever. That letter is the most heartfelt thing I've ever written, and I couldn't believe I just left my heart hanging and delivered it to someone. I didn't think I was even capable of something like that. I couldn't explain it if I tried. I felt like I was gonna throw up for most of the afternoon, knowing what I was about to do, and then really heavily once it hit me what I had done. I got in the car with the speaker and 17 cords and drove to Crystal's. Despejándome Un poco, I gave her salsa lesson #2, and then we started watching Pi. I got home and before going inside, followed Jaife's instructions: "check your mailbox when you get a chance." Oh.
Oh my God.



Take a breath.



Keep reading.



What?



Now?



How could I not--?



This isn't happening.



This cannot be happening.



Is this real?



I come inside. I get a grueling pain in parts I didn't even know one could sprain. It's half past midnight, around 40 minutes since I've been home, and I still haven't figured out if it was Crystal's couch or Jaife's words that are physically weakening me. I feel like life just kicked me in the nuts for being such a schmuck. So I took two extra-strength caplets of Western Medecine and tried sleeping for a change.

THE DAY'S PLAYLIST
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
Caring is Creepy
by The Shins

Stormy Weather

by Ethel Waters

The Weakness in Me
by Joan Armatrading

This Year's Love
by David Gray

THREE HUNDRED THIRTY-THREE

SONG OF THE DAY #333
Saturday April 16, 2011
I Go Away
by MNDR

Today was a little heavy. Worked in the AM, and the first indication that it would turn out strange was that Victor wasn't scheduled. It was strange... I stayed in gaming the whole day, occasionally moving to a swamped DI and relieving Ferd from MP3. Got out and went straight to Itita's house for a BBQ, where surprisingly Tia Brenda was! She came with Elio, Anthony and Amanda and hung out for a few hours. Watched half of Inside Job, and after eating hung out with the kids on the old tracks in the back. At around 6:45 she went home and soon after, so did I. Took Mom to Dolphin Mall to return something while I work-stalked Ruth, and then we headed to Borders to look for the Tao of Pooh, copies of which they didn't have. Came home grumpy and had a long conversation about things that are weighing me down. Ah, Jesus. It's going to be a long life.

THREE HUNDRED TWENTY-FOUR

SONG OF THE DAY #324
Thursday, April 7th, 2011
Kickin' With You
by Jason Mraz

Woke up at 12:20. Was in class by 12:40. Reacting's last session. Weitz's office/Film library until 3:15, Mileini out of baby lab 3:20, got seats in DM 100, then stepped out to grab some food. Back for genealogy colloquium at 3:30. 4:45 colloquium lets out, walk Mileini to Blue and then bike to the car on the rocks, going out of my way to see the nature preserve. Bike through some of it, but walk through most, and come out the other end to see the swing and Lexa. "What are you doing here?!" moment, and then I got a free Earth Week t-shirt and a frisbee and biked back to the car. Went home listening to Mraz with hipster do: earth week t-shirt, pants rolled up and barefoot. Went to gas up Archie and came home. Ellen was recorded, and so was American Idol, and then I changed my shirt, put on some boat shoes after washing where they go, and headed to Best Buy to pay my bill. Came out with a speaker, a cable, and a Tron t-shirt. Paid off $50 and charged 90. De madre. Came home, talked to my grandparents and my mom for a while, about change and responsible driving, and when they left watched American Idol: the elimination. I cannot tell you how frustrated I was. Mileini can. Not since Lakisha, and that was back in '07, has this happened. But this one was worse: she was the most talented singer, she could've actually won the whole thing, and.. You know what? I'm getting angry again. Whatever.

SPECIAL BONUS TRACK:
I'll Stand By You
by The Pretenders

Installed my new speaker while talking to the leins and then reorganized all my bookcases, until 1 AM. I have nothing to say, except something's wrong with me. There's a problem somewhere deep within my psyche that thirsts for order. And re-order. And Perfect order. Usually I'm just happy with my work; this time, I was completely outside myself throughout the entire process lol. I know this is crazy, but I can't stop. I just can't stop doing this. I'm going to feel like a freak when it's perfect, but it WILL be perfect. Tidied up and then retired to the family room to watch the West Wing with a grumble. PB & Lord John Marbury, and at 1:48 I changed into sleep and wrote. 2:19. Goodnight, moon.

THREE HUNDRED TWENTY-ONE

SONG OF THE DAY #321
Monday, April 4th, 2011
Graduation (Friends Forever)
by Vitamin C

I missed the Urban Ecology review class. Got up, got some breakfast Ma had bought me from McD's, and watched the last episode of the West Wing before taking a shower and starting to work on my Myth, Ritual paper. Took forever, missed the comedy show, and finished at around 7. At 8, I went to school to meet with Mileini and Isy, to talk about the secession plan and to draft some kind of Constitution. I came back home, aimlessly meandered online, and talked to Yoan about films for like 2 hours. Then, I finally started editing my Secession points and forged it into a workable Constitution. Went to bed at around 4 AM. Don't ask me why, but while writing my Myth paper this is the song that popped into my head (I haven't even heard it since '09). So, naturally, I got ahold of it and played it until it left my head, which was sometime around when the paper was finished: 7:00.

THREE HUNDRED THIRTEEN

SONG OF THE DAY #313
Sunday, March 27th, 2011
I Want You Back
by Jackson 5

Today... I didn't feel lazy today. I felt like doing something, but was stuck in the house one way or another. It was interesting. Got up at 12:30, updated the Sound some (it now feels archival because of how many unfinished posts I have to recall and record), started a project I feel really great about, watched a DCOM for the first time in a very long time. Avalon High it's called, and it was (actually pretty awesome despite its) pure cheese. Lol they could have easily avoided unnecessary one-liners and spared the audience some embarrassing chuckles. Like I said, though, because of its interesting premise and awesome medieval beach shots, I forgive the jokes and the acting. It's Disney Channel. They only do things right about 40% of the time. The Ititos came over, and I ate a lot of pumpkin bread. Those two don't directly correlate, I just felt like including them in the same sentence. Also, I booked my trips (which means I handed them off to my travel agent [which means my Mom is planning them]...)! And, finally, I got back to the Sound and updated some more. It's become a habit of doing this on my newfound days off. Nite; it's 12.

THREE HUNDRED ONE

SONG OF THE DAY #301
Tuesday, March 15th, 2011
Too Beautiful to Work
by The Luyas

or

Deep Sea Divers
by Darwin Deez

Woke up. Stayed in bed. Watched Skins. Got up. Got dressed. Went to get some bloodwork done but didn't get there in time. Those niggaz close at 3 o clock! Dayum! Cleaned up room instead, then got to pressure cleaning the exts. of the house. Watched some food network and then Glee, and ate dinner with everyone and went to BBY to check the skedge and buy an aux cable. Came home and chill'd. It's 10:00 PM. Watched more Skins after that. It's 1 AM. Meeting tomorrow, getting up early to buy some sarussi to take to work. These songs were both prominent today.. Deal with it!

TWO HUNDRED NINETY-THREE

SONG OF THE DAY #293
Monday, March 7th, 2011
Keep It Quiet
by Ra Ra Riot

FESTIVAL DAY FOUR

Lateness
Got up at around... well, late. Got to work at 12, when I was supposed to be there at 9. Ended up staying from 12-5. Got the in to the Reel Seminar at 1:15 and bolted upstairs for class until around 3. Left and went home to get some grub and give David his memory cards. Left to pick up Jaif and went over to the cultue room, got there at around 8. Strange indian concert projected on walls... Opening band was amahzin'! Bought their LP and had it signed! The Canadian Luyas 4lyf! Ra Ra Riot was pretty cool too, like always! Took Jaif home and made my way to the same. Talkin' to Mileins about Reacting, Updating the Sound, and some other topics of undisclosed nature. 1:15 AM. Goodnight, moon.

TWO HUNDRED NINETY-TWO

SONG OF THE DAY #292
Sunday, March 6th, 2011
Sexy Back (feat. Timbaland)
by Justin Timberlake

FESTIVAL DAY THREE

RPH Desk Duty from 9 to 1 today; so tired from last night that I drove home, napped on the couch to SoulStage featuring India.Arie, and went back to work at 5. At the RPH in the AM I met Julio Hernández Cordón, director of Marimbas. Walked him through the check-in process, but forgot to tell him to meet me for the introduction. Told him to meet me in the lobby at 6 for the shuttle to the Gusman-- the Susanne Bier tribute he'd wanted to go see. It was 6:20 and Julio is nowhere to be found. Finally, after going back and forth to see Elena with Sebastián Hiriart from A Tiro de Piedra-- and being asked for weed-- I finally got in contact with Julio, who was still in his room. Told him the tribute shuttle had left, and that Elena and Sebastián were waiting for him at Happy Hour to hang out until his screening. Warned Elena "not a minute after 9:00," and left for the Gusman. Met Oscar with some kind of plede buddy/date, and sat to watch some of In A Better World before heading back to the Royal Palm at around 8:30. It's 9:20 and Julio isn't in the lobby. Finally he gets in, runs to the room to get his tickets, and we get in his friend's Jeep and drive to the Regal. Parking: $20. Making it to a screening with minutes to spare: Priceless. Tech check good, friend cool. Eventually I introduce the film, after which I go outside with the microphone (that has YET TO BE TURNED OFF! HAHA) to ask Julio what he's planning. I give him my festval number and send him on his way. Jose comes running out of the theater to grab the microphone and turn it off. "It was on." I melt. Julio has disappeared. It's my first introduction and my job is to stay with the director. Thirty seconds later, I second-guess myself and literally run out of the theater to look for Julio to say "Look, I'm coming. Deal with it." I never found him, thank god. Instead, though, I found Andres, who was meandering the streets of Miami Beach. This chance encounter is my first festival miracle. We talked for a bit, about The Last Circus, babysitting Directors, and Serbians, who apparently drink until sunrise, and he convinced me that letting Julio go was a good idea. "He knows when to come back. He does this for a living. Plus, he's been in Miami before. He will not get lost. Just take it easy. Go watch the film. Have good time." I sigh and sit to watch the film. Julio comes back on schedule, I translate for the Q&A, and then we head over to the (818) party, at what felt like a gay club. After about a minute and a half, I bolt. Everyone else stays. I walk back to the Royal Palm from Washington and 13th or something, get on my bike, head over to the 21st lot, and go home. Tomorrow there's a class I won't be going to.

TWO HUNDRED EIGHTY-EIGHT

SONG OF THE DAY #288
Wednesday, March 2nd, 2011
Don't Turn the Lights On
by Chromeo

Billie Holiday Genius morning
Mysterious stop-by of Itito
Went to work, worked on Welcome packets and ticket stuffing for Filmmakers and Programmers
Got out supah late, home at around 9
Ate, watched about 6.6 minutes of American Idol and Matt Damon's bit on Ellen, and then got to planing my schedule for the festival week. I have been missing too much class, and it's not looking like the upcoming week will change that.
It's 12:32 and I haven't prepared for reacting tomorrow. Class in 8 hours and I NEED TO GO. The Force is going to HAVE to be with me on this one, and subsequently for the rest of the week.

TWO HUNDRED EIGHTY-THREE

SONG OF THE DAY #283
Friday, February 25th, 2011
Gone Daddy Gone
by Gnarls Barkley

Class was cancelled but I had a 10:30 appt at the Doctor's. Went in to get an ok for vloodwork. Yes, vlood... Bahaha!
Went to Diaz el Contador's house to pick up my W2s (I know), and then went *back* to the FIU to file my fafsa with some help in the computer lab. Left and came home to eat, watch Ellen, and go to work for like 3 hours. It took me *agonizingly* long to get there, being late on top of what I was late already. Got my MIFF phone, and found out the movies I'll be Q&Aing! Took most home to watch over the weekend. At 6:40 I left for government center on my bike, and met Jean there a little later for critical mass. It was awesome, and only tiring for like 5 minutes halfway through. Endurance, baby!! Jean's still cool beans as always, except he wants to see Sanctum.. Ouch. Lol
Came home and ate Sarussi, and talked to Jaif, and deleted all my shiz from the DVR. Booya! Bed at midnight, work at 9.