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injury free
last night was the last night of our church softball league. we ended on a sour note losing 23-12 which included countless fielding errors. i was 2 for 4 with 1 run (making a hell of a run from 1st to home). but most importantly we had fun. our final record is 7-6-1 (wins-losses-draws).
i'm working on leaving the living
on monday i started working at decision one morgage company, a member of hsbc. at the moment they have me doing whatever the hell they want me to do but it pays. papercuts so far: 3.
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every girl in every girly magazine can't make me feel any less alone
with bags of time on my hands i can't help but wonder if there is a point to my life. i don't want to know what the meaning of life is for every life has its own meaning and purpose. ...and as the about a boy soundtrack plays through my head i can't help but think that my days aren't full and they don't mean anything. i suppose one day i would like to buy a home and do little diy projects to eventually transform the place into my ideal home. i will upkeep the golf course like lawn and maintain a vegetable garden in the backyard. nevertheless my life will still be pointless.
on a side note
my temp agency found a job for me and i will be starting on monday
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turn on the
bright lights
2004
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blank-wave arcade
1999
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a sad day in britain
i pray for the safety of the people and my friends in london town.
the best coverage of the event in photos i found > latimes.com
65, kingston to richmond (rtn)
transatlanticism plays while i think about what is and could be on the upper deck
top five
interpol - turn on the bright lights
interpol - black ep
the faint - blank-wave arcade
muse - the orgin of symetry
broken social scene - you forgot it in people
state st
mean while in the land of ten thousand misquitos an american returns home from britain.
shakopee
to put it bluntly, i live above the garage in my mothers house and am looking for employment
on the courts of bloomington
playing tennis with big red is becoming a weekly occurance
on the fields of athen-lakeville
so far i've played in three softball games on dc's church league, the last two have been rained out
in studio 1b
lo-fi recordings for mundane continental are coming along
also in studio 1b
i sleep
surprise and lies
overcome by common sense i tune out my father
the speaker and the listener
the faint, snow patrol, the new decemberist album, and the last elliot smith album play
to germany and beyond
on tuesday i'll be off to frankfurt and amsterdam. if all works out alright i will me up with david in frankfurt, ian & co in amsterdam, and heather when i return to germany. my must get item is a garden nome from germania.
a means to an end
my internship and uni is over. in a couple of weeks i will return to the states to look for a career or possibly a paying internship. we'll see what happens though. in six months time i would like to either live in chicago or san diego. at the very least i would like to live more centrally in the twin cities as i mother now lives out in the boonies.
four semesters in england/at the end of the day
i have now spent four semesters in england, each one different. here's how they rank:
1. autumn 2002*
2. autumn 2004*
3. spring 2005**
4. spring 2003**
**the spring semesters are almost tied because spring 2003 i was pretty depressed but I had people like Andreas and Fiona around. for spring 2005 the first half of the semester was far worse than spring 2003 but i wised up and moved halfway through the semester and joined the likes of ian and his housemates.
*at the end of the day the friends i have seriously taken away from england are:
andreas transo (dr. dre), steve pease (ts2), heather prevenost (nome), fiona hopkins (fi 1), ian hall (sir), chris legrant (ladies man), jeremy spoon (doodle), and of course there are other but these are the people i speak to the most
