Tick tock, your not a clock. Your a time bomb baby, a time bomb.

                  The title of the blog is a story by the brilliant author Charles Bukowski. I love his stuff, i bought all of his novels this weekend. And i've been reading Factotum this weekend, great novel.

         So this weekend Emma and her family went to go visit her grandmother who's been ailing recently. So that left us with our first solo weekend in like about two months. So friday i was wondering what i should do for the weekend. There were a few parties going on, and other stuff of that nature. Kelly called me up and told me that Samantha this girl we both know was having a party and wanted me to come. And i was pretty much indifferent but i went anyway.

            The party was ok, typical of most parties. Lots of kegs, crappy music and people trying to hook up. Some in vain, some not so much. I saw this guy there who i hadn't seen since high school. He then proceeded to talk my ear off about his life and plans. And i think maybe he remembered us being more friendly than we were. The kid was in my Media Technology course. And he sort of i don't know always included himself in conversations and such that didn't origionally include him. And he could never really take a hint, there were quite a few girls that had to be very tough with him to show that they weren't in fact into him. So after i managed to lose him in the crowd. I saw Samantha, who's party this was. She's a very flirty girl, always was. And we hooked up once, and i was like why did i do th at immediately afterward. But to put it into perspective the girl was after me for quite some time. And we were at a party, and me and Meredith had had a particuallary bad break and when Sam started throwing herself at me i was like what the hell. And after that i pretty much could never lose her. Not that i discarded her. She knew tha ti wasn't super into her, and she kept on anyway. But yeah i took her calls whenever she called. But the girl has the tendency to get a tad obsessed. And i'm thinking as she's talking to me why am i at her party. But such is life, anyway. She's talking about how she was just thinking about how great we were toghether. And i'm like so yeah actually we were never technically together. And i let her talk for awhile andi was like yeah so i have to go, early morning. Which actually wasn't a lie, it was very much true.

          I left at 5:25 a.m. to head to the cabin.Which seemed to be the best bet for having an actual relaxing, reflective weekend. But i loved te drive up, it was still pretty early on a saturday morning so there weren't a lot of people on the road. Which is actually yhe only time i truly enjoy driving. I played about half the Bright Eyes catalog on the way up. It was oddly calming the ride up. So i got there and brought my bags up. I put my bags on the floor in the master bedroom, and then i proceeded to fall asleep. I woke up at about 1:00 p.m., the phone was ringing. I looked at the caller i.d. a number i didn't recoginze so went back to sleep for about twenty more minutes. I got up And i was really excited to jog on this trail i found for myself the last time i was here. So i soundtracked my run to Grizzly Bear, this really cool band who makes really cool, lo-fi experimental indie rock. And i got on the trail and just felt invigorated, i suppose it's all the fresh air. But i did 7 miles. Which is a mile over my max. I usually run anywhere from 4 to 6 miles. But i felt great and i could've done more but i was really hungry at that point and felt like doing nothing more than showering.

         So i showered and i put on sweats, which honestly if you knew me or had ever seen me. You would find incredibly unbeliveable. I'mn usually a very fashion forward person. But i was two an da half hours from anyone i knew. And i actaully hadn't put on sweats in a couple of years. I'm more of a wind pants guy. But nonetheless, i was in sweats. And the debate inside my head started. What exactly is it that you want to eat? And honestly i have that conversation pretty much everyday. It's rare that i already know what i want to eat.  I always manage to find a way for Emma to pick the restaraunt without making it sem as though i am. Because she's been present for a ton of these indescive food diatribes. But yeah that's about the only thing i'm not sure of on a regular basis. But I made the chioce to go into town, i need supplies and i venture to guess i'll get something food related while i'm there.

            The trip into town isn't that bad. I'm so into the song that i realize that i'm already there. I go to Walmart, which is always slow torturous death for me. But hey it's here and they have everything i need. And it's so random, but i just sort of take a look at the sheer volume of people there. But i slowly but sure ly make my way thru my list and i ger sidetracked by a few random books and magazines. I buy all of the books that look promising. One is this really cool book called You don't love me Yet. By Jonathan Lethem. And it's a really cool novel about the rock world, it's honestly worth reading i want be able to do it justice with a blurb here. But you should read up on it, and buy/rent/steal it, well everything but the last. I make my way up to the check out, and without fail i pick up a copy of one of the latest soap rags. And it's weird because since about two years ago i stopped feeling a secret shame about watchng daytime serials, now i'm pretty much like yeah well. It;s weird that i could go into a dissertation about the importance of Bukowski in the modern literary and pop culture landscape as i can about the relevance of Stefano DiMera as a machaeviallin so villian. Well, needless to say i'm an academic at heart. How i was raised, the moms is a an english professor and takes pride in the english language and it's written form, and for that matter academia as a whole. And i have no idea why i read the rags at teh counter, porabably because there there and convienant. The internet is a far better source for news about soaps. Bu teven when i have the urge to actually buy one of them i've been in line long enough to actually read all of the  pertinent info. So i pay and head by another store to pick up some odds and ends.

         I head back to the cabin and put the away. And i actaully got some hummus and other estuff at this Thai place. And it's crazy how i hated Thai food at first, but over time i've statrted to really like it. But in any case i ate Thai food and watched some past weeks episodes of Days of our Lives while i did. And i was like wow this week was lame. And i went into the office and started returning a few calls/e-mails. Emma called me to give me an update on the thing with her grandmaother and we talked for a bit. And she told me she would call me back shortly. So i put my Ipod into the dock and i cut the Good Life on. I've spoken about them before. The re the other band Tim Kasher fronts aside from Cursive. And i love both of them. I've seen both bands in concert before. And i sit down at my lap top and begin to go thru some files of stuff i've been working on. And i just sit thee for a moment, and then i get hit with a surge of creativity. And i write for three hours straight and i get a little over a hundred pages done. And that lead me to finally concluding it. I say i'll edit it and make revisons later, at that point i'm just happy it's done. Grandfather calls a little after that to tell me that the company made a major acqusistion that would add almost a fourth to the worth of the company's worth. And i was really glad, i've been privy to the fact that this deal was in the makings for awhile now. And now he was even more gung ho for my internship this summer. Which i'm sure he figures will knock out any silly notions of film altoghether. Kelly calls me and asks me how it's going out here. And i tell her honestly it;s great, i tell her about my adventures in Walmart and we go off on many diatribes about that. She tells me that she might come out tomorrow with her camera to get some shots of the cabin and the surronding area. And i tell her she's more than welcome. I read some more of Bukowski's short stories and i decide to head to the cinema. And there wasn't much in the variety of what i would call good. But never the less. I saw this movie called the Invisible. And honestly the best thing about that movei was its soundtrack. Very indie, very very, good. I owned 80% of teh stuff on the soundtrack. The movie was ok for what it was, i knew it wasn't going to be great cinema. But honestly it ws a bit misrepresented int eh trailers. But it wasn't the worse thing i ever saw.

        I got back to the cabin and watched lifetimes movies until about 1:00 a.m. and it's lame but if you cut them on you can't vut them off until you have some sort of resolution. Even though at their core there all teh same. I watched te very last Nightmare on Elm Street movie, the one were there making the movie about him. And it didn't suck as badly as i remembered it. I went to bed after that.

       So the next day i got up, and went to the pond. I took a swim for about 45 minutes and walked aling this weird trail that led to the woods. And i just sort of sat there for a bit. I took out the ATV for a bit, and then i came in and showered. Kelly called and said she was on he rway and that she was making a quick run by the store and asked me if i wanted anything? And i was like, green tea. So she arrived a little while later. And we took teh cart out and went exploring the acerage. She took random shots here and there and she told me about the stuff that happened at Samantha's party when i left. One of our friends Edmund got got having sex with another girl by his girlfriend and apparently she made a huge scene. And we laughed about Eddie for a bit, which is funny because he absolutely hates to be called Eddie> He's like the names Edmund, not Ed or Eddie. So needless to say we call him Ed, or Eddie all the time. Kelly has thi sfriend that goes to college in Oklahoma, so the girl tells her about this mixer at the sorority house that she lives at. And it sounds like ten types of lame, but we tell her were going anyway.So that's what i'm getting ready to do now. And yeah i'm sure o'll tell you about it the next blog. I'm sure we'll have oodles of fun, which is how Mary Jean the girl who's friends with Kelly described it.

Songs you should download.

1. The Hold Steady: Massive Nights

2. Modest Mouse: Bukowski.

3. Gwen Stefani: Early Winter, yeah i know her. But i love that song it's really cool.

4. The Good Life: Friction.

Books you should buy: Anything Bukowski has written. And tha tJonathan Lethem book i talked about earlier.

                            Until next time.