So nineteen minutes ago I thought my nose felt strange, and then it was all red and bloodied and made me run to the bathroom screaming and crying. That's so beautiful to think about. It's weird to think that I didn't see it coming, either. Well, okay, I was pretty dried out if dried out counts in feeling it coming.

I've been listening to so much Travis lately, its insane. I listened to thier album The Man Who at least three times a day for the last four days. I got it out from the library a few days ago and as soon as I put it in I knew I'd descovered a new band that I'd really enjoy. I love that feeling. I had it when I listened to Marcy Playground's self titled CD, and I'm sure several other times. Weezer, while I liked it even at the beginning, was still more an acquired taste, as was U2. Truthfully, I had downloaded some Travis before, but it was really gay and I subsequently hated it, but this is golden. Golden In Memory of Petey
[Dave]
Time:5:51 PM

Thursday, September 25, 2003

From the latest issue of Credenda: "..our emotional mythologies act somewhat like a vast, transparent, technicolor cape we cast over the world, coloring every situation into shades of good and evil, trustworthy and unreliable, clear and murky, boring and beautiful."

The article is great, that's for sure, and the cover so extremely wonderful I can't stop thinking about it, but much more so is this wonderful: vast.

In Memory of Petey
[Steven]
Time:3:33 PM

Tuesday, September 23, 2003

So to fully appreciate the first day of fall I tried to go stunt kiting today with my dad, but it turned out to be too windy. The kite took several violent nosedives into the ground and, as a grand finale, hit a tree. Altogether a very Charlie Brown-like experience. Luckily my little firecracker sustained no damage.

Also today, but not in any way associated with the coming of fall, I went to the store with Steve, my little brother, and he asked me a very thought provoking question: If you had one chance to publicly scorn Avril Lavigne, how would you go about it? He thought he might ask for her autograph, and then when she gave it, he'd be all, "Thanks now I have something to spit on." I thought it would be funny to say screw you and your little dog too and then throw eggs like on Zoolander. But then a Chad Kroeger came on the radio so we shut up.

In Memory of Petey
[Dave]
Time:2:31 PM

Monday, September 22, 2003

I may be without the internet regularly for a while starting on Friday. I'm going back to new york, and I honestly am not sure how long it'll be before I get the internet up and running there. However, the library is nearby, and I plan to start going there more often for books, so I can use the internet then.
Just thought I'd let you all know that in advance.

In Memory of Petey
[Steven]
Time:6:00 PM

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