I agree with Paul about Blogger being a bit too simple to use. The past versions of in.circles were always a bit more annoying to update, so I would make sure that I approached the updating process with something worth going through the hassle of updating for, ya dig? At any rate, I'm easing into this. Paul has reservations, clearly and understandably. And Jimmy... well, Jimmy hasn't accepted my invitation to join just yet. We're getting there.
It's a little bit belated at this point, but my fourth of July weekend was tip-top. Friends old and new - relaxation - the full gamut.
Lately I've been listening to the new Weakerthans album a lot, which has been quite enjoyable. A little less rock and a little more rock-a-billy. New Pretty Girls Make Graves has been rockin' the discman from time to time, as well. No tracks stand out as much as Speakers Push the Air from the first record, but overall it's an enjoyable listen. Apprently the Blood Brothers were on Conan the other night... but I was too immersed in school work to remember to flip it on. Ditto for the Comedy Central re-run the next day.
I need a part-time job.
I need to put some pictures on the website. I've seen some sexy ones of James and Paul over at Toni's picture site (link on sidebar). Maybe an about page. Something. Sumpin' --
Wednesday, July 09, 2003
Tuesday, July 08, 2003
the sun rises and oatmeal
today we start another day. im all of a sudden looking forward to the siren festival and seeing !!! and some other bands. kind of exhausted on a whole in general because 20 20 is sapping the life from me.
frisbee is fun, but i lost it in maine, where i went over the weekend for the first fourth of july. it was interesting cause there was all sorts of stuff. while ive been away from the computer ive sort of kinda but not really lost all ability to droos the poos.
im not sure what i think bout the new webblog. it seems very friendly. thats always curious.
today we start another day. im all of a sudden looking forward to the siren festival and seeing !!! and some other bands. kind of exhausted on a whole in general because 20 20 is sapping the life from me.
frisbee is fun, but i lost it in maine, where i went over the weekend for the first fourth of july. it was interesting cause there was all sorts of stuff. while ive been away from the computer ive sort of kinda but not really lost all ability to droos the poos.
im not sure what i think bout the new webblog. it seems very friendly. thats always curious.
Monday, July 07, 2003
Friday, July 04, 2003
Wednesday, July 02, 2003
Monday, June 30, 2003
Jimmy and Paul are having a bit of trouble logging into in.circles from blogger... so regular posts from them might be a little ways down the road. Apologies. All of this Blogger stuff is new to us. Personally I enjoyed updating the site using old-fashioned html a whole lot more. Hopefully making the move to Blogspot will work out down the road, though. Sorry to be so brief... but my tummy's telling me to feed it. --
Sunday, June 29, 2003
Looks like Paul's joined up: Excellent. I've invited yet another blogger to join the illustrious in.circles team, Jimbo, who might actually be the only person left that still reads this thing. If he accepts the invitation to join up you should start seeing posts from him soon.
I tried to change the color scheme and font sizes on the page but everytime I made any HTML changes using this Blogger tool the whole thing went haywire. I'm confused and can't focus on trying to figure out how to make the proper changes with all of this homework looming over my head. Plus I'm listening to the Blood Brothers right now... and who the fuck can focus while listening to that?
At any rate... it's about time I let you all know that I'm living a lie. You see, my girlfriend lives in a very nice apartment complex in Boston's back bay. To get inside you have to have your own set of keys, get buzzed up using this crazy buzzer contraption, or be lucky enough to catch someone coming out the door. This is a huge hassle that usually ends up with her just trekking it down three flights of stairs to let me in herself. Starting about a week ago everytime I've come to the entranceway the doorman has been buzzing me in, which is NOT something that they usually do. Initially I thought he had just seen me around a lot and was being a nice guy. However, the other day while I was leaving the apartment complex he was standing in front of me and said "Back to class?".
"No," I replied, "heading home."
"I thought that you lived here?"
This is the point where I realized that he'd only been buzzing me in because he thought I lived there. With only a second to think about the whole thing I responded, "Oh... I do... I'm going home-home, you know, like to my parents house."
"Oh great! Well, have a great weekend and I'll see you soon."
This might not seem like a big deal... but now everytime I go over there, which I've already stated is quite often, I have to look this poor gentleman in the face knowing that I am a big fat liar. Already my dishonesty has had side-effects. Less than 24 hours later I walked past this man again while heading to Marissa's place. He questioned why I was back so soon. I told him I only went home for the night. For a graduation party. I think I may have flinched, though. I think he's on to me. I can see it in his eyes. Surely he can smell it on me. I'm done for. Should I come clean? Can I continue to function normally knowing that everything I do and say from here on in will be tainted because of my being too lazy to learn how to use the apartment complex's buzzing machine? Heaven, forgive me. --
I tried to change the color scheme and font sizes on the page but everytime I made any HTML changes using this Blogger tool the whole thing went haywire. I'm confused and can't focus on trying to figure out how to make the proper changes with all of this homework looming over my head. Plus I'm listening to the Blood Brothers right now... and who the fuck can focus while listening to that?
At any rate... it's about time I let you all know that I'm living a lie. You see, my girlfriend lives in a very nice apartment complex in Boston's back bay. To get inside you have to have your own set of keys, get buzzed up using this crazy buzzer contraption, or be lucky enough to catch someone coming out the door. This is a huge hassle that usually ends up with her just trekking it down three flights of stairs to let me in herself. Starting about a week ago everytime I've come to the entranceway the doorman has been buzzing me in, which is NOT something that they usually do. Initially I thought he had just seen me around a lot and was being a nice guy. However, the other day while I was leaving the apartment complex he was standing in front of me and said "Back to class?".
"No," I replied, "heading home."
"I thought that you lived here?"
This is the point where I realized that he'd only been buzzing me in because he thought I lived there. With only a second to think about the whole thing I responded, "Oh... I do... I'm going home-home, you know, like to my parents house."
"Oh great! Well, have a great weekend and I'll see you soon."
This might not seem like a big deal... but now everytime I go over there, which I've already stated is quite often, I have to look this poor gentleman in the face knowing that I am a big fat liar. Already my dishonesty has had side-effects. Less than 24 hours later I walked past this man again while heading to Marissa's place. He questioned why I was back so soon. I told him I only went home for the night. For a graduation party. I think I may have flinched, though. I think he's on to me. I can see it in his eyes. Surely he can smell it on me. I'm done for. Should I come clean? Can I continue to function normally knowing that everything I do and say from here on in will be tainted because of my being too lazy to learn how to use the apartment complex's buzzing machine? Heaven, forgive me. --
Saturday, June 28, 2003
Friday, June 27, 2003
i've added a link to Ben Weasel's new weblog (Weasel Manor) on the links section and I recommend that everyone takes a bit of time to check it out. Ever since I read his "Punk Rock Dress Code" article in MRR what seems like a million years ago I've known that he was an entertaining voice worth listening to... whether he's wrong or right. I particularly enjoyed his essay on Internet music downloading, although I don't agree with him 100%. My thoughts on that whole thing can and will be posted later.. once we re-design this messy weblog. Also added to the links section: IdeaBlogue... the rants of my former roommate who's a lot smarter than you are. And Pictures By Toni, which contains exactly what the title suggests.
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