I missed the MTV video music awards but it makes no difference whatsoever. MTV will be rerunning the program on an hourly basis for the next several months. That’s what MTV is all about: reruns.
While on the subject of MTV, I’d also like to say that I hate the Real World. Actually I hate all ‘realistic’ shows including Survivor. I can’t pinpoint the exact source of my dislike but I have a hunch it might have something to do with the extremely annoying people who like to be on the show.
The subway station by my house has several exits. One of them always closes by 7pm. Night after night, I see people walk towards the door, after seven, and shake the chains. I wonder what they’re thinking. Are they hoping the chains will crumble under the sheer force of their hands? Or do they think they can will the chains away? Humans are weird creatures.
Still feeling bummed, still don’t exactly know why. I’ve decided that I want to try my hand at some design work and, since it sucks, I plan to start with my bio page. I have no idea whether this will even happen or how long it will take. It may take me a long time and it might still suck, who knows? I figure it’ll be something new to learn. I haven’t used anything besides Photoshop since college so it should be fun to get reacquainted.
We watched Happy, Texas last night. I still can’t make up my mind about whether I liked it or not. It definitely is no masterpiece, but it was sort of funny. Stupid funny, but funny nonetheless.
I’ve changed my page so that the links don’t open up new pages. If you want the link to be in a new page, right-click and choose “Open in New Window”. Thank You.
Looks like last night’s reading was tons of fun. Even more reason to be bummed. Oh well. I meant to tell you that as Jake and I went home, the guy sitting next to us in the subway was reading Neal’s book and had the latest issue of McSweeney’s on his lap. Obviously, he hadn’t been able to get in either. Brooklyn being Dave’s current hometown, we shouldn’t have been surprised that the event was so packed. I guess it’s good for them. Next time we’ll have to remember to get there early.
Oh well.
It’s amazing how something so small can make someone’s day. Give it a try. Reply to an email you received from an admirer. Send an email to a long time friend whom you haven’t contacted in a long time. Smile to a stranger. Say ‘good morning’ to a stranger. Call your mother. Call your sister. Hug a friend. Hug a stranger. (okay, that might not be a good idea if you’re living in New York) Make a small effort to please someone today and you’ll see how great it feels.
Next time you’re jealous of someone, change your perspective. Decide to be inspired instead.
So the McSweeney‘s reading was a flop. We got there at 7:15 and the line was already a block and a half long. And that’s outside. They also had a weaving line inside the place. By the time we made it to the actual entrance, they were already full and sent people back home. Bummer. But I guess it’s been that kind of week for me.
Slashdot discusses the NYTimes article about teenager programmers who’d rather take a high paying job than go to college. For me, college was so much more than classes. The slashdotters make some great points about the computer science information you learn in college that you really wouldn’t learn anywhere else. But on an even higher level, college is the only time in your life that you get to be away from home and make your own decisions. Yet you don’t have to work all day long, you don’t have to pay rent and you are in an environment where you’re surrounded by other people your age. People in college spend hours philosophizing and talking about nothing. I just think that if you skip college, you miss out on a lot of great memories and lifelong friends. While making money is nice and makes you feel like a grownup, you have the rest of your life to do that. What’s the rush?
It’s a bummer I can’t vote.
Well, I’m off to the book reading. Hopefully, that’ll cheer me up.
Feeling kinda blue lately. Don’t know exactly why which makes it much harder to get rid of the overwhelming emotion. I can’t figure out if it’s best for me to just go out and have a good time so I can forget all about it or if I should sit and ponder until I can pinpoint the exact cause of the lack of happiness. Any suggestions?
Argh.
Several months ago a bunch of cows started appearing all over New York City. Today, I was trying to remember their website when I accidentally found myself at the real site. It’s no wonder such a great idea would produce copycats, but the American version could have at least given credit where it’s due. I guess that goes against the principle of stealing ideas.
If you like the cows, you might like the fish or the moose.
In Turkish, there is a saying. The closest translation is ‘monkey appetite.’ It’s used for a person who wants everything. Someone who can’t have enough. That’s exactly how I feel about my life. I want to do everything. I don’t want to choose. I want to spend more time volunteering. I want to learn how to write better. I want to finish my novel. I want to get published. I want to learn how to draw better. I want to learn how to play the saxophone. I want to speak Japanese fluently. I want to remember all my German. I want to perfect my Italian. I want to learn Russian and Hebrew. I want to learn how to do graphic design and 3-D graphics and animation. I want to get in better shape. I want to eat healthier. I want to read more, much more. I want to keep a more detailed diary. I want to sign like a pro. I want to learn all about art history and American history. I want to understand physics and biology. I want to be a much better programmer. One of the best. I want to teach and work with little children. I want to have a dog. Dalmatian. I want to live by a lake and take walks in the morning. I want to have children. I want to fly a plane. I want to learn to let go. I want to learn to forgive myself.
I don’t want to choose. I want it all.
I convinced Jake and a bunch of other friends to go to Neal Pollack’s reading tomorrow. After having read the interview with Dave Eggers, I’m interested to see what their readings are like. I’ve never been to an actual book reading before but I have a hunch this one will be quite unique.
Last night, we watched The Story of Us. The movie never did well in theaters and got quite bad ratings overall, but I liked it. I first saw it on one of my trips to Japan and bawled on the plane. Even though last night was my second time, I still cried during the last scene. I think the movie is a somewhat accurate depiction of how bad some marriages get. Anyhow, I enjoyed it and would recommend it. I would like to warn, however, that it is quite sappy.
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