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Tuesday, January 11, 2011

TWO HUNDRED THIRTY-EIGHT


SONG OF THE DAY #238
Tuesday, January 11th, 2011
Ça Plane Pour Moi
by Plastic Bertrand

Second day of school proved to be very interesting. First class: Myth, Ritual, and Mysticism, 9:30 a.m.
Professor Phyllis Baker is a free spirit, to say the least. She did something I've never seen done before: put a tablecloth on the desk at the front of the room. This is the same room I had Nutrition in.. and dreaded. Today proves a little change of atmosphere (and maybe studying something you actually enjoy) can brighten up the room. I mean, she also put out banana bread, cookies, magic candles and a crystal ball, but it was really the zebra print that did the trick. Haha it was nuts. Very different, very interesting. It's nice to see a woman that has a Ph. D. and hasn't completely lost her sense of humanity. It takes me back to the Ogden days! That is, of course, if Ogden were an African-American mystic. After that, the day got French, strangely. Well, not directly after. On my way to eat something I found Yelen, who was also hungry. Long story short, we shared the Einstein's experience. Trekked to DM to meet Weitz and she was there! We talked for a while, swapped festival stories and learned about Crazy Catherine and signed up for independent study. Reminder: look over all those Prague e-mails! Buy a calendar. OUI! Ça Plane Pour Moi! Finished researching Vendée and went to reacting. There was French pronunciation all over the place, and we were all full of Nationalism. Haha! Ah, Sound! I'm back on my bike. Ça Plane Pour Moi! Went back to the car and came home! Watched last night's Castle with the family, and then they left to eat at this place there. Ashley the cute baby's house. I stayed home, worked on the Sound and iTunes, shazammin', then watched Bottle Shock (which was great)! Netflix, baby! One of my greatest investments. Reminder #2: One of these days, get around to watching the rest of the festival films you have! It's almost midnight and I'm hittin' the bed. Early morning tomorrow, followed hopefully by calendar fixins and the fest. Peace, people! Ça Plane Pour Moi!

Friday, December 17, 2010

TWO HUNDRED THIRTEEN


SONG OF THE DAY #213
Friday, December 17th, 2010
We Are Sex Bob-Omb
by Sex Bob-Omb

Interview at MIFF at 2; got there early and interviewed, and am headed back Monday afternoon to figure out the rest. !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
This song is how I felt for most of the day.
Went to pick up Jesster, then to Itita's to do some cheer spreadin'. Spent some hours at Best Buy trying to figure out a phone plan, and I'm headed back there in the morning to wrap it up. Vicky is now a source of gossip? Yeah, she knows everyone. Who do I know? Alfred. It's like I don't even work there. I changed my work schedule to one day a week-- saturdays.
In other news, I ran into Elena and Lisa on my way out of the store, and we made dim-witted plans to watch Tron. Tix were sold out like a mo' fo'. I don't know what that means. Hopefully I'll get some Liselena time this week, before she goes off to New York for her fancy internship (the one I'll find out about on Sunday). Goodnight, moon. I have no phone.

P.S. 213-E was Haller's room at Coral Park. Ah, mem'ries.

Sunday, October 17, 2010

ONE HUNDRED FIFTY-TWO


SONG OF THE DAY #152
Sunday, October 17th, 2010
Blitzkrieg Bop
by The Ramones

Worked, nothing much else. 8AM: training, 10AM: rest, 12-8PM: Back to Best Buy.

Thursday, October 14, 2010

ONE HUNDRED FORTY-NINE


SONG OF THE DAY #149
Thursday, October 14th, 2010
Cinders
by Matt & Kim