:: The Blurst of Times ::

:: 8.31.2003 ::

August - the Dry Month.

Yeah, it's been a while, but it's always hard doing the transition thing. I want to anticipate that this next and final year is going to just rock my socks off, but I'm not sure what I am basing that on, and I'd really hate to have let myself down come next May. So let's just reflect on what has happened this year, so far:

- I realized that it is a really bad idea to take a class that I absolutely don't need and have already read most of the books to be assigned. This becomes a double mistake to take the class just because the Ex is taking it and I am trying to make a dedicated attempt at friendship. Fuck this friendship, as she is obviously too uncomfortable to even say "hi" when she is standing behind me in the line at Subway. Class dropped, and as soon as I get his bass back, I anticipate that friendship (in terms of contact) will be over too.

- The creative juices are flowing. While I think I may be to some degree morally opposed to it (or at least the timing of it), I am designing the WTC memorial for my studio class - and I think what I am coming up with is pretty solid. I'm feeling like I might be doing some thinking outside of the box a little more than I have in past semesters. I'm not sure what this is a result of, but I'm loving it. I love creating and the more powerful and tantalizing it is, the better.

- I have learned that a trip to Europe might be very inline for this coming summer. Moreover, there maybe a solid opportunity for me to get a job while I am over there, in my field in which I will have a degree, so this may have lots of opportunity for me. Still: do not rule out a Planning degree or a Law degree.

- I threw the first Grillin' of the year - I will rate it a success, which is about a four on a scale of five. When it came down to it, I really didn't do much besides invite the people, but I must have done a pretty good job of that because there was good turnout. The show was stolen by a rambunctuous three-year-old, fantastic cupcakes and key-lime pie, and a secondary grill when the Weber just proved to be not enough. Shortcomings: I need to work on the timing of my grill preparations because there is no "quick grill;" There needs to be more seating around the house - in and out because even when warned, people are not prepared for that.

- I learned that if college football starts at 11am and doesn't stop until 10pm there is really no reason to leave the house. In conjunction, I learned that if it is raining all day long and I have reading that can be done at home, there is no reason to leave the house. And finally, I learned that if I have a damn nice house, then there is really no reason to leave at all. Except for booze.

So, that's the month in a nutshell. Hope everyone has a pleasant labor day weekend, as it has been raining for the last 36 hours and shows no signs of letting up here.

"I wish I had known you, I wish I had shown you all of the things that were on the inside..."
:: Freddy F. at 2:00 PM [+] ::
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I'm back at school.

Bitchin'... right?

"I hang with a bunch of hippies and wacky tobacco planters, who swallow lit roaches and light up like jack-o-lanterns..."
:: Freddy F. at 7:11 PM [+] ::
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The wedding - the unification of two kindred spirits in a holy, lawful, eternal bond that will stand the trials of all time. For the two people I saw wed on Saturday, I wish you the greatest and best of lives together. I will say that now, because frankly, I have no idea what I said about anything that night. And a wedding is a time for raising our glasses to the things we appreciate, so in the spirit of that, I salute the following:

Friends: Here's to making new ones, catching up with old ones, and making new ones out of old ones.

Ladies: Here is to lovely brides, beautiful bridesmaids, and my ability to spend some quality time with them instead of drunkenly chasing less fantastic women.

Booze: Here's to having no tolerance, an unlimited supply, and a bartender who says cutting with water is for pussies.

Chicken: Here's to Chik-Fil-A, Chik-Fil-A, and, my god I love Chik-Fil-A.

Enterprise Rent-a-Car: Here's to you guys being a bunch of fucks with hidden fees, shitty cars, and just no class at all.

The Couple Sitting Next to Me on a Five Hour Flight from Detroit: Here's to you two containing yourselves just enough to not fuck right there in front of me - thanks for capping off a weekend of renewed hope in love by committing adultry.

Alright, that's all - I'm dry for a while. I will be packing the computer up tonight for about the next two weeks. Writing and responding will be intermittent. Thank you all for reading and enjoying my little bit of the Internet. Most of you I will call/see in the next few days anyway, but until next time -

"It's time for me to shed this skin..."
:: Freddy F. at 12:24 AM [+] ::
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