Danger is afoot

Woo hoo!

I got a special care package today from home, which rules. It’s one of those exam week care packages that your parents can send through the University if they love you.

Apparently mine love me this year. I didn’t even know they could do this last year.

Anyway, I got a nice bucket full of candy (a “fuckit bucket” for all you David Sedaris fans out there [“when life brings you down, just say ‘fuck it’ and eat yourself some motherfucking candy.” -the Rooster]), and a fruit basket with my favorite fruit pears.

I already ate one of the pears, so I better stick to the Oranges and Apples for a couple days so they last me a little longer. I sure do love pears.

Most of my updates recently have been pretty cryptic or just quotes so I think I’ll make this a long one, starting from friday ’til now.


Friday was the Faultlines/Blue Bottle/Brian Jones/other band show at the Potata. It was pretty fun. Lots of drinking and music making going on. I actually took it pretty easy on the drinking for once. Well, only because I was hungry and I can’t drink a whole lot if I’m really hungry. So when I went home at 4 in the morning I was pretty stark and sober. It was kind of weird. I’m not saying it was a bad thing or anything, but I can’t remember the last time I walked home from there sober.

Oh yeah, as me, Tab, and Bre were leaving we watched a car accident. Some drunk bar chicks almost crashed into a tree at idling speeds and then slammed into the back of a parked sports car. We all got a big laugh out of it. It was pretty funny.

It was a fun night though.


My friend Sarah came down from Waterloo Saturday to see me and my friend Mike. She brought a friend named Jim with her. He was pretty cool. We hung out, went for a walk around good ol’ Iowa City, rented the movie “Trekkies”, watched it, got drunk, and shot the shit.

It was pretty low key, but it was fun. Not too excitement packed, but low key and intimate.


Hmmmmm. What the fuck did I do yesterday? Oh yeah, I slept a lot. And not much else.


I’m done with class now. This morning in my creative writing class we watched BLADERUNNER which is one of my favorite movies. I was excited. We had to write a response after watching it. I think mine is going to be a lot more in depth than my instructor inspected since I’ve seen that movie more times than I can count. It was a fun way to end that class though.

Classical and Biblical Lit went ok. I’ll have my Quotable Kupersmith book done soon. My friend Keef went into a class the other day that he has with Professor Latham. Professor Latham told him something that will be the forward for my book. He said “Let me tell you something about that man- HE’S OUT OF HIS FRICKIN’ MIND!” I must meet this Latham fellow. We share the same last name. Must meet him. Perhaps I’ll have him for a class now that I am officially an English Major.

Oh yeah. I’m all signed up for classes next semester.

Here’s what I’m taking:

Reading Essays
Literature and Society
Nonfiction Writing
American Indian History and Politics
American Indians in Film

And I think that about wraps up this entry.



Five lives dead and gone.
We breathe out of key and wonder
If you can hear the awkwardness in these tremors.
Draining. Cutting this cancer out.
Teeth gaping yet I make no sound.
Six hammers and one sky falling.
Five lives dead and gone.
Mediocrity in believing in everything,
And this lack of will has them buried forever.
-Converge, Albatross


It is monday. Tommorow I have 2 papers and a presentation due. I did them today and finished them up.

Was a good day indeed.

I bought a copy of “Fear and Loathing In Las Vegas” this afternoon. I’ve read the book several times, but I don’t own a copy of it. Hunter S. Thompson is one of my favorite authors so it was a good purchase for me to make.

I’ve halfway read through it already. I like books like that. Ones you don’t want to put down.

Still need to go see my advisor so I can register for classes. I’ll do it tommorow. HAHAHHAHHAHHAHAHAH. But seriously, I’ll probably go on Wednesday. If I have time tommorow I will go, but beings it’s Tuesday and that means it is hell day, I probably won’t have much time to.

The weekend was fun. It was fun taking Dan, Brian, Sam, Dave, Dre, and Matt to Omaha. Faultlines played a pretty good set. I felt bad that not many people showed up, and most of the ones who did were stupid 15 year old kids. Oh well. My friend Jimmy liked them and said he’d book them again so that was cool.

Piebald rocked too. Don’t wanna forget that.

Right at this moment I am looping out of mind with nyquil. I have to keep starting and stopping this entry here and there. I think I’ll make it through though just fine. I hope so anyway.

Tommorow, in addition to turning in 2 papers, and giving that presentation, I have a test in my Enviromental Science class. This of course, sucks balls. But I’m used to that. I’ll have to do a little more studying before I go to bed.

And I think that’s it from me. I don’t feel like writing much else now.


Sometimes we fuck up.

Sometimes we aren’t equipped to deal with situations that we throw ourselves into.

Sometimes we make mistakes that we can’t go back on.

Sometimes we wish things had never happened.

Sometimes, no matter how hard we try, we know we can’t change a fucking thing and still for some reason cling onto our excuses and bullshit reasons.

I hate myself sometimes. A lot.

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I’ve just done something that was both the right thing to do, and the wrong thing to do at the sametime.

I don’t even know what to say. Life is funny like that. It’s like a joke that no one laughs at, yet everyone gets all too well.

If you cast off your doubt, then your lips would answer for you

Kathy With A K’S Song-Bright Eyes

Love is real
It is not just in novels or the movies
It is fact
And it is standing here right in front of you
So if you open your eyes, oh what a sweet discovery
There is hope, and there is joy, and there is acceptance
So now let all of the light that collects on your plants
Keep you warm, make you smile
And I will be there with this pen in my hand
To record all the while
You’ll be laughing so loud that the house would shake with sound
And everything will be as new as the day it was found
Love is real
It is not just in long distance commercials
Or something that you thought you felt back in high school
So I will turn black and white
Become that horoscope you’re reading
It predicts something good is on its way
Oh, and then I will send you the world green and blue
In a box through the mail
You can open it up, hold it right in your hand
And be glad that it’s there
And be glad that you’re there
You can feel all the knots in your stomach start to untie
And suddenly it’s not so hard to say you’re all right
Love is real
It is not just in poetry and stories
It is truth, and it will follow you
Everywhere you go from now on
So if you’d just cast off your doubt
Then your lips would answer for you
Oh my darling, when you smile, it is like a song
And I can hear it now

Ahhhhh, life is good.


I’m about to sound like a fucking hippy


Don’t say I didn’t warn you.

So I forgot how much I actually like the world. Ah, don’t stop reading there. Keep going, it’s ok. I went for a walk tonight.

I’ve had a lot of stuff going on lately and today I was very stressed out. I have this Classical and Biblical Lit course I’m taking that is causing me a lot of un-needed stress. The professor doesn’t ever really lecture on the stuff he tests over, he just kind of rehashes the reading. Most people in that class have C’s or Lower. It really sucks. I really hate it.

So tonight, I was really antsy and fed up and needed to get out. So I went for a nice long walk and ended up down by the IMU on the riverside. There’s this spot down by the dock down there that I would sit at last year and look at the stars on. It was my spot. If I got pissed at my room mate or just needed to blow off steam, I’d go sit down there and do it. I really loved that little spot. I’ve only been down there a couple times this year. Anyway, I sat down there at a quarter after nine, just relaxed, stretched out, looked at the cloudy night sky, the river, everything around it, and thought a whole lot.

I think I’d make a good hermit. I decided this tonight. I’m not really sure why I’m here. I have no real clue what I want to do with my life. If I could just feel as free and comfortable as I did tonight though, I’d take that chance up in a minute.

I think all of us do this to some extent (I know I do all the time), when we forget to enjoy the moment and are constantly thinking 3 days ahead, a week ahead, a year ahead, etc. The moment is a nice thing. But it goes quickly, and you gotta enjoy it. Like that Beatles song said “You were always waiting for that moment to arrive”. You can’t look to far ahead and ignore the present.

I had a really wonderful night after all. And that’s all I gotta say now.

The Forgotten Chodes

Everybody needs a good laugh. That is why I am posting a link to this horrible band from my hometown’s webpage.

They want to be AFI or the Misfits. They do a piss poor job at it.


For extra laughs read the lyrics page. Oh holy shit. So bad. So bad.

Here’s a sample:

We’re gonna rip your pain. Rub against the grain. And when it’s over. Here we come around again.

Last I checked, not only where those horrible rhymes, but the phrase “rip your pain” makes no damned sense.

Enjoy the laugh.