11.01.2004
i'm an INTJ, but i frequently transcend my personality type...
(learn about my inner workings here http://typelogic.com/intj.html)
i really meant to update this after the last weekend of soccer games (a week ago) but i guess i had better things to do. actually, i probably didnt and was just sucked into the abyss that is created by getting a bunch of work done. after papers, quizzes, and soccer being over with, i didnt really feel like doing anything besides watching tv/movies, playing socom, drinking orange juice/beer, etc. lets hope thats over with. the orange juice can carry over to this week though.
rained allll day. good thing i worked 9-9. gonna watch goodfellas tonight finally. got some good movies today- the five obstructions, dead presidents, chungking express, return of the jedi (for the documentary), ghost dog, and my best fiend. these ones gotta get will and i from zero to script in a few days. i think it will happen.
back to soccer. it rained the whole way to ferris state, which is a long way i might add. when we got there, the field was flooded and we had to decide if we wanted to play or not. we decided that since we drove 4 or 5 hours to get there that we would have to play even though the field was underwater and the rain showed no sign of letting up. what followed was either the most fun or least fun game of my life, it was definitely the wettest. both goals were guarded by a puddle that stretched the entire field around the 18 yard mark. in order to get past it you had to dribble or pass over it. before we put a few in the net, the game was frustrating, but after that it was just pure comedy.
the funniest moment was when tom won the greatest tackle ever. the ball had stopped in a puddle around the half line. tom and a kid from the other team were about ten yards away from the ball on either side. they both got huge running starts and both connected as hard as they could with the ball at the exact same time. both of them fell down from the force of each others kicks and the ball shot straight up in the air, higher than i've ever seen a soccer ball go, it looked like a baseball. it finally fell about 40 yards from where they kicked it, and it was determined that tom won, because the ref gave them the throw in. good work, tom.
we ended up winning 3-0 as we usually do when we are not losing 3-0. i put the third one in to tie brandon, chris, and octave with 3 goals on the season. we stayed the night in kalamazoo, not in the bungalos this time. some of us went to see team america - some of us fell asleep while watching it... it was ok cause it was my second time. fuck yeah.
i tried all weekend to watch slacker. whenever i had some free time i put it in, and every single time, i fell asleep. i couldhave felt wide awake and would still pass out after five minutes of wathcing those people talk about nothing. in the opening minutes, i recognized a lot of what they were saying to be perfect and poignant and everything, but i just didnt give a shit because it was so damn boring. if i didnt have to watch it for class, i would have stopped after the 5th try or so. but i kept trying. continuing from whereever i fell asleep before. whenever i would fall asleep, i would always wake up after the credits when the blue screen was on and the sound was just humming. for some reason, whenever i woke up and was in that post nap daze, i always thought that the blue screen was a part in the movie, where all the characters just look at a humming blue screen for a while. every single time i woke up, i thought this. then i would press rewind and find my place.
i have a short attention span sometimes
this past weekend reminded me why i dont spend all of my weekends drinking and going out. one, the money spent. two, the time spent. three, the recovery time. not to say it wasnt worth it, cause i had a lot of fun, but its not somethng i need to do every thurs, fri, sat. a thurs/sat combination seems like a healthy medium. "just know when i'm gettin one, the others gettin away." gotta stay on top of things, and not let the second half of 2004 keep my creativity down like it has so far. the election is looming large in the near future. maybe we are all holding our 'creative' breaths until we figure out if we should be extremely relieved or extremely pissed off. guess we will know tomorrow..
(fingers crossed)
one last thing. you heard it here first:
tournament edition - episode III - coming in the distant future.
(learn about my inner workings here http://typelogic.com/intj.html)
i really meant to update this after the last weekend of soccer games (a week ago) but i guess i had better things to do. actually, i probably didnt and was just sucked into the abyss that is created by getting a bunch of work done. after papers, quizzes, and soccer being over with, i didnt really feel like doing anything besides watching tv/movies, playing socom, drinking orange juice/beer, etc. lets hope thats over with. the orange juice can carry over to this week though.
rained allll day. good thing i worked 9-9. gonna watch goodfellas tonight finally. got some good movies today- the five obstructions, dead presidents, chungking express, return of the jedi (for the documentary), ghost dog, and my best fiend. these ones gotta get will and i from zero to script in a few days. i think it will happen.
back to soccer. it rained the whole way to ferris state, which is a long way i might add. when we got there, the field was flooded and we had to decide if we wanted to play or not. we decided that since we drove 4 or 5 hours to get there that we would have to play even though the field was underwater and the rain showed no sign of letting up. what followed was either the most fun or least fun game of my life, it was definitely the wettest. both goals were guarded by a puddle that stretched the entire field around the 18 yard mark. in order to get past it you had to dribble or pass over it. before we put a few in the net, the game was frustrating, but after that it was just pure comedy.
the funniest moment was when tom won the greatest tackle ever. the ball had stopped in a puddle around the half line. tom and a kid from the other team were about ten yards away from the ball on either side. they both got huge running starts and both connected as hard as they could with the ball at the exact same time. both of them fell down from the force of each others kicks and the ball shot straight up in the air, higher than i've ever seen a soccer ball go, it looked like a baseball. it finally fell about 40 yards from where they kicked it, and it was determined that tom won, because the ref gave them the throw in. good work, tom.
we ended up winning 3-0 as we usually do when we are not losing 3-0. i put the third one in to tie brandon, chris, and octave with 3 goals on the season. we stayed the night in kalamazoo, not in the bungalos this time. some of us went to see team america - some of us fell asleep while watching it... it was ok cause it was my second time. fuck yeah.
i tried all weekend to watch slacker. whenever i had some free time i put it in, and every single time, i fell asleep. i couldhave felt wide awake and would still pass out after five minutes of wathcing those people talk about nothing. in the opening minutes, i recognized a lot of what they were saying to be perfect and poignant and everything, but i just didnt give a shit because it was so damn boring. if i didnt have to watch it for class, i would have stopped after the 5th try or so. but i kept trying. continuing from whereever i fell asleep before. whenever i would fall asleep, i would always wake up after the credits when the blue screen was on and the sound was just humming. for some reason, whenever i woke up and was in that post nap daze, i always thought that the blue screen was a part in the movie, where all the characters just look at a humming blue screen for a while. every single time i woke up, i thought this. then i would press rewind and find my place.
i have a short attention span sometimes
this past weekend reminded me why i dont spend all of my weekends drinking and going out. one, the money spent. two, the time spent. three, the recovery time. not to say it wasnt worth it, cause i had a lot of fun, but its not somethng i need to do every thurs, fri, sat. a thurs/sat combination seems like a healthy medium. "just know when i'm gettin one, the others gettin away." gotta stay on top of things, and not let the second half of 2004 keep my creativity down like it has so far. the election is looming large in the near future. maybe we are all holding our 'creative' breaths until we figure out if we should be extremely relieved or extremely pissed off. guess we will know tomorrow..
(fingers crossed)
one last thing. you heard it here first:
tournament edition - episode III - coming in the distant future.
Comments:
Yesssssssss...a new tournament edition....I have to find something to be happy about since the election is over, and I want to thank you, Mr. Cozza, for providing that outlet...
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