Truth Be Known on a Monday Night

It's been a while since my last post. I apologize to my dedicated readers. But I do not write here to simply write about what I have been up to. You want to know that, talk to me. I write here to express my views, my writing outlet. My way show the world who I am and show the world through my eyes.

So I have rediscovered the Newsboys and I have simply been loving the music. I love rediscovering music I used to be in love with. Rediscovering that passion of the music I once listened to all the time. I often find things in the music that I never saw before and songs mean something that they never did before. Such beautiful music.

This weekend was nice. I had a nice and quiet Saturday, something I have not had for quite sometime. Meagan and I rented a couple of movies, shared a pint of Ben and Jerry's and curled up on the couch together. Just a nice evening in.

Jut a blanket statement about my blog, unless I mention your name, don't assume anything is directed at you or simply about you. And please do not read into anything I rant about, as that is all it is a rant. However my father said some rather wise things to me, advice I am trying to take, so I will try not to "air my dirty laundry" on this blog any more. There are better ways to get stuff like that off my chest and address issues like that. So appologize to anyone who felt attacked as I assure you it was never an attack as I will never attack someone on my blog, that is simply rude--and a lot of as's. Anyway, this blog war ends right now. I expect the same respect.

As we were in the checkout line at Kroger the other night, Adam made an interesting observation. We don't shop like college students anymore. This house has really matured us a lot on the everyday operations of life. I learned a lot about budgeting and how to make my dollar go a little farther. I've learned a lot about cooking for four, accomodating tastes and the sheer quantity we can eat, and how to make meals stretch just that much farther. I've learned to truly care for a house, and keep it clean and such. I've learned why my mother constantly was annoyed by my crap being all over the place and why she had certain places for everything and not to screw up her system. I have been doing a lot of growing up in this past year and that transition from college to real life I don't think will hit me as hard as it hits some, because I am already doing it.

Well it is getting late, so I think I am gonna call it a night. But good luck to all at Rose with finals. Kick some academia ass. And now I will leave you with some sweet Newsboys to rock out to. I love these lyrics. Even if you have never heard the song, read the lyrics here.

he nods a little too fast
talking illogic with a big bombast, he's
full on dead sure any way's true, and he
wouldn't wanna knock it if it works for you, he

heave sighs a little too loud
so frustrated with the one-way in crowd
full on dead sure anything goes
until you go stepping on his own toes

hold on if the truth be known
truth is more than "to each his own"
if the truth be known
there'll be more to answer for
everybody gets a shot
it'll cost everything you've got
if the truth be known
do you really wanna know?

she tries a little denial
rolls her eyes like a jaded reptile
true/false questions make her uptight
opposites attract, so they both must be right

what if there's someone up there?
shrugs it off with a "don't know, don't care"
hopes to God he doesn't exist
but ignorance here is less than bliss

if the truth be known
everybody gets their shot

End of Blog Breakdown:
Hero: Meagan and Java Haute
Villain: Expanding Ice
Quote: "A little supper? Maybe some champagne?"
"I'd rather, um, just get it over and done with."
"Hmph. Oh. Very well. Then why don't you come down here and let's get it over and done with."
"I prefer to do it standing."
"Oh.
[starts to stand]
"You don't have to stand, I mean. It's sometimes that... It's quite long and I'd like you to be comfortable. It's quite modern what I do and it may feel a little strange at first, but I think, if you're open, then you might enjoy it."
"I'm sure I will... "
~Satine and Christian in "Moulin Rouge"
Mood: A little bored

Faling Out on a Sunday Evening

So I am sick and tired of this. I'm not sure who you think you are, and what exactly you have a right to, but this is old and retarded. You do not have a right to anything on or in my desk. Yes, my desk is personal property. Unless it was bought with house money, you do not have a right to anything on or in my desk. now you may ask and chances are I will say yes, but that is not a given nor is it a reason to skip that asking stage. Now if I'm not there and you need tape or a staple now, go for it, otherwise, you have lost your privelages of not asking for anything. Never thought I would have to do this, but you have left me with no choice.

I am just tired. Tired of being taken advantage of. Tired of playing peacemaker. Tired of being your maid and cook. Tired of hearing about what little money you have when you spend it on needless stuff. Tired of a lack of respect for my stuff as a that is also a lack of respect for me. Tired of being tired.

END OF RANT

On a much higher note, I met with an old friend this weekend who had not been doing quite so well, but he was doing much better. Conversation was great and I left excited about his progress. Plus I had some pretty awesome food. I do love me some Gyros.

Despite the recent chaos, I would have to say this weekend was pretty awesome.

So I have a pretty awesome mother who sent me an awesome Valentines Day care package. It is pretty sweet. And it included a friggin' huge Toblerone. I forgot how much I love that stuff. Mom, you rock.

So on Friday, I saw the New Play Festival at ISU. It is three one act shows written, directed and performed by ISU theatre students. They were pretty good. The first show I watched was entertaining, but did nothing for me past the simple entertainment level. Nubbs, my TA in my Acting class, has such a humorous personality that he brought to show, making it pretty funny. The second show near put me to sleep. It was a dramatic piece that really did not inflict any kind of emotion. Less than halfway in I was looking at my watch wondering when it would wrap up up so I could see the third show. Apparently the writer and director as well as one of the actors in the show (all one guy) looked a lot like me, or I look a lot like him, whatever. See as I walked in the theatre, not one, not two, but three people at different times wanted to know if Jonathan Golembiecki's brother-the guy who did the third show. So I was rather interested to see what this guy looked like and if it would be like looking into a mirror or something. Well I really don't think this guy looked much like me at all, but that was the only thing that disappointed me about the show. The show was amazing. I was a little confused at first, but the choreography was great, and I was intrigued. The more it unfolded the more I liked the show and the more impressed I was with my apparent brother's creative talent on many levels. It was abstart and simply brilliant and showed a new perspective to stories we already knew. In short, I loved it.

Well I'll leave you with some Relient K that's always great to rock out to. Peace out.

I'm falling out of grace with the world
They say i've lost my midas touch
What turned to gold now turns to rust
I'm falling out of line with all the stars
That flood my dreams with their guitars and magazines

Face down this carpet tastes like coffee grounds
Ground into my face now
And every angle's covered with just another (band-aid)

I'm falling out of style with the current way things are
The things that make conforming hard
I'm falling out of control and you just can't stop me now
I'll fight as long as time allows

I'm out here way beyond
A shadow of a doubt
And i know i'm never falling out of favor with you

I won't think twice or even three times
About taking a gamble with you
Cause with my life you have been so kind
I take all my comfort from you

I'm out here way beyond
A shadow of a doubt
And i know i'm never falling out of favor with you

End of Blog Breakdown:
Hero: My mum
Villain: Retarded people.
Quote: Mike Moore said so many at IHOP, there is no way to recount all of them here.
Mood: :-/

Warning on a Friday Afternoon

So I was going to update last night, because I finally actually had the time to actually write a post. However Blogger's server was down. Down for an hour to update the software. But that was the hour I had. And so you get one right now. Deal with it. It's not like anyone comments anyway. For little while the Xanga commenters commented more than my Blogger commenters, but now my Xanga commenters have completely stopped.

Rant over.

So my last week or so has actualy been pretty nice. Work hasn't been too bad, I created a pretty sweet new softball cover. I would say it wasn't one of my best covers, but it certainly got the job done and looks good. Plus I now have brownies. Caramel brownies to be exact. And simply because the Steelers won the Super Bowl. And they are amaaaaaaaazing. Not mix out of a box brownies. No, made from scratch brownies. And made by my girlfriend. *sound of record player abruptly stopping* Yep, that's right, Bob is dating. And she is pretty awesome. And she made me brownies. I think she may be a keeper. But not in soccer. In soccer, she's a defender/midfielder, but that's another story. But anyway, Meagan and I made a friendly wager on the Super Bowl since she was so sure that the Seahawks were going to win. She decided she wanted brownies and since I love brownies too, I agreed, and I'm pretty sure I got the higher end of that one.

So apparently there is a Guitar Center in Terre Haute now. This makes me happier than you would believe. I need to take all forms of plastic out of my wallet and go in that store. I need new strings for my twelve string guitar, but I must make sure I don't get anything else. But they are just so pretty...

Nick and Mike will not be living out at the TSAV house next year. I thin it will be for the best for our friendship. When there are no longer those little annoyances when living together, your friendship can manage a hell of a lot better. I look forward to that. And quite frankly I think it will help the rest of this year as well. Kevin and Elliot will be moving in their room. It will be nice to have Kevin and Elliot out here. But what will we call the house? The core of TSAV has always been the four of us (Me, Rabbi, Nick and Mike), but Kevin and Elliot have always been considered a part of TSAV. Not to mention the name os the TSAV house has stuck so well, I'm not sure if it will leave anyway. We'll see. Let me know if you have any ideas for it.

POD still rocks my world. I love the CD. But Relient K has just been so fitting today. I love it. I will always be a big Relient K fan.

This weekend should be interesting.

So I am starting a fantasy baseball league through yahoo. Let me know if you are interested. It should be a good time, and no you really don't have to know much about baseball to participate. And no, it doesn't take much time out of your week at all. Just a simple five minutes, once a week. But Bob, baseball plays every day. You're right it does, but your head-to-head games are only once a week. So that's all the chance you will have to update your rosters. Once that week begins, you can't touch your roster. So let me know, just a little friendly competition.

Wel I think I'll leave you with some INcubus that has been just absolutely rockin' lately. Peace.

Bat your eyes girl
Be otherworldly
Count your blessings
Seduce a stranger
What's so wrong with being happy?
Kudos to those who see through sickness, yeah.
Over and over, and over and over, and ooooooh.

When she woke in the morning
She knew that her life had passed her by
And she called out a warning
Don't ever let life pass you by

I suggest we learn to love ourselves
Before it's made illegal
When will we learn?
When will we change?
Just in time to see it all fall down
Those left standing will make millions
Writing books on the way it should have been

When she woke in the morning
She knew that her life had passed her by
And she called out a warning
Warning, don't ever let life pass you by

Floating in this cosmic jacuzzi
We are like frogs oblivious
To the water starting to boil
No one flinches
We all float face down

When she woke in the morning
She knew that her life had passed her by
And she called out a warning
Warning, don't ever let life pass you by

End of Blog Breakdown:
Hero: Being home by myself so I can blast some music.
Villain: None at this moment.
Quote: "It's so delicious. That Bacardi flavouring
certainly makes a difference."

"Oh, yeah. Nine times out of ten."

"You know, this would be a wonderful way
to get children to drink milk." ~ Sky Masterson and Sarah Brown in Guys and Dolls
Mood: dandy