Rarely funny.
It’s times like these I wish I had set myself up one of those linkroll things. But meh, it’s just not my style. Anyhow, here we go.
Ryan Adams has a meltdown at concert.
Hey, at least he doesn’t have Howie Day-esque meltdowns. And really, do I expect anything less than typical “rock and roll” behavior from Ryan Adams?
My favorite part of this article is the quote from Neal Casal. “I don’t know what the story was, I just play guitar.”
Posted in Celebrities, Music
I really want to get back to writing reviews of the movies I have been seeing but the list of 20 or so that I’ve neglected has been deterring me. So here we go, 20 movie reviews, one sentence each.
Posted in Word to...
I am seriously not feeling school right now. All I do it sit around and try to figure out whether I can graduate early or not. My advisor never emails me back, so I’ve been wanting to talk to someone else in the department so I can start planning around when I’m going to graduate, but I feel like they would try to talk me out of it or something. Silly, I know.
I’m also noticing my friends growing tired with me. I know the summer is over, but no one is responding to any of the communications I make. I don’t remember the last time I was this frustrated. Makes me want to dedicate the chorus of Damien Rice’s “Rootless Tree” to the lot of them. But I hope that feeling passes.
Posted in School
Could it possibly be October already? That would be great.
The new Jimmy Eat World album comes out in October. As does the EP from Matchbox 20. It’s a great month for generic mainstream rock music! Huzzah!
Not to mention The Complete First Season of The Secret World of Alex Mack. Remember how kick ass the special effects were? That big puddle of silvery goo that she used to travel around as… nobody would notice that!
You guys having a good weekend?
Posted in Music
Hi my name is Emma, and I’m an addict.
… of Mexican food. Seriously friends, stop calling me up to go out to get delicious Mexican food! I do so well on my own but cannot resist such a tempting offer.
Thank goodness I dieted for 2 out of 3 meals today.
Posted in Food
So I know you’re all hanging on the edge of your seats wondering about the results of my 5K. I’m still think there’s more of a discrepancy between my gun time and my chip time than the official results show. I crossed the finish line at 35:11, but did not cross the starting line until a full 3 minutes after the gun time. But the results say my chip time as 33:30ish. I’m going to maintain that I finished this race in 32 minutes, and I don’t care who knows that might be false.
I also had to stop during the first mile to tie my shoe. My shoes always seem to come undone at this race in particular. I guess it’s becoming somewhat of a tradition. Mi hermano told me that I should look into getting velcro shoes. Pshaw! Maybe I could get some custom ones that also light up everytime your feet hit the ground. That would be sweet.
Labor day weekend is just about over, and I’m already sad. I really do miss my family when I’m at school. My mom made me feel quite special tonight when she made company lasagna for dinner. I’m finally worthy!
I’ve got a 5K to run quite early in the morning tomorrow. I’ve been in a slump for probably the last 4 5K’s I have run where I haven’t really improved my time, and I hope I can at least shave off 30 seconds to a minute off my best time. But now I’m feeling the pressure! Oh no.
Posted in My Parents Are Amazing
I was driving home this evening when I heard a strange noise coming from the rear passenger side. Just my luck, I shredded another tire. I’ve done this so many times I am starting to lose track. You might as well just start referring to me as The Shredder for all the tires I have gone through.
So I was over an hour away from home, so I called 411 and asked for the local police and told them what had happened. Approximately 30 minutes later a policeman arrives and said “we don’t change tires, darlin.’” Well, you did tonight!
I could have changed it myself if it weren’t for the fact that it was nighttime and pitch black. If not for the blazing spotlights from the cop car, I would probably be suffocating under the weight of my own car right now. What imagery!
