July 31, 2003 at 11:32:42 AM CDT
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beck - new pollution

I'm not moving to NY yet - I moved my weblog. It's now on my own hosted pages, powered by blogger, so it should be more stable. antville has way more to offer, but its so buggy for me.

update your links - pages.prodigy.net or, just go to www.sereshacer.com for now.

contact me if you need an AV account. I may still need it though.

July 22, 2003 at 12:30:20 PM CDT
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bjork - joga

do you know what my life consists of lately? liveing through other people's livejournals. do you have any idea how freaking sad that is? well, you might, if you're reading this. oh wait. nobody reads my weblog. it's mine, and I wouldn't even want to fucking read it. only 24 days. that sucks, becasue i'm nowhere near ready to leave (physically speaking only - my room's a fucking mess). but i am ready to go. I disgust myself.

June 24, 2003 at 3:16:55 PM CDT
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radiohead - there there

I finally saw X2. quite superb. I enjoyed it a lot.

now, on the matrix reloaded.

and then riding a bike.

and then, and only then, will I be a teen-age kid.

June 23, 2003 at 12:55:04 PM CDT
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mars volta - eat the sun

1. why are people like this? you know who you are.

2. Supreme Court upholds affirmative action. how many years are we going to have to fight this one now? when will the white guilt end? when will we act equal?

3. Ari (my hero) is being replaced by Scott McLellan, or however its spelled. gross with a capital g. or is it capitol g?

June 10, 2003 at 10:54:06 AM CDT
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chevelle - send the pain below

got back from Sherman. (NHI thing, guys. you know, that thing I always complain about and then talk incessantly about how much I miss it when it's over.) we came in second. which isn't a disappointment. at all. well, maybe a little. but it was a great experience. I'm glad I staffed this year instead of judged. I actually met some people this time instead of just going like a loser with no friends. it was great. this time, not the loser times. I really got to know this one girl. Tiffany was a breath of fresh air - she's awesome. I proposed to Kim at Fiesta Texas. I gave her a ring and everything; it had a skull and crossbones on it, but it's still a neverending symbol of my love for her. why am I such a fucking fuck-up all of the time? why can't I be all normal and shit?

June 2, 2003 at 12:04:28 PM CDT
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Legend of Zelda music

i'm graduated. fun. that's really all i have to say. 20 or so of my family went, and my party was awesome. sorry if i didn't invite you; it was like 50 people in my house built for 35 max with food for over a 100. it was tight. my family is weird at times, but they are my family and i love them. they really are proud of me and what i have accomplished. which i'm finding out is a lot. i hate saying stuff like that, but if i keep knocking myself, it go from being occasionally humble to being ungrateful, and i am grateful for all that everyone has done for me. which is a lot. my parents keep crying. it makes me not want to leave. almost.

May 24, 2003 at 10:43:49 PM CDT
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sigur ros - ( ) 6

reason one: everyone's favorite republican, ari fleisher is resigning. reasons unstated, but it may have to do with recent stories about how crafted dubya's "persona" is. "persona?" bush quipped. "like that is dyslexic person a?"

reason two: [NYTimes psuedo-journalist and self-annointed Black Man Jayson] Blair is already floating a book proposal about the scandal, according to The Washington Post. The proposed book is entitled "Burning Down My Master's House," an angry rant at the paper that he called "my tormentor, my other drug, my slavemaster," the Post said. The proposal portrays Blair as a black man "who rose from the fields and got a place in the master's house and then burned it down the only way he knew how," according to the Post.

reason three: someone rolled my house. someone tall. someone with experience. and there was a sign that said NOTICE in my tree. oh, i noticed alright.

May 1, 2003 at 10:46:22 PM CDT
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none

el Tejano beat us. they got named Best Newspaper Staff and Paper by Del Mar Press Club. what the heck. okay, maybe they had a better paper. but we would no fucking way of ever knowing because they never trade papers with us. how messed up. we send them ours all the time. it's free - just do it. second, none of the other schools were even going to fucking submit their paper this year. for no reason. oh yeah, except we won everything last year. so they were pissy. we won a fucking Crown. so how did we go wrong this year.

i am officially pissed off eternally.

April 24, 2003 at 4:43:42 PM CDT
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sigur ros - olsen olsen

okay, i'm here at work, which is basically my desk in the newsroom. and I can't help being sad. well, I guess I could. things are going pretty well for me, and even though no one (except angel) likes my new redesign of the site, I kinda like it. it suits me right now. and Ithaca is closer. yee-ha. but it's still upsetting knowing that this is honestly my last year in high school, last in corpus (well, saving grace), last chance to see all of my friends together, but worst yet last issue of hoofbeat. that's got to be the worst of all. because I can't imagine myself anywhere else. I've spent too much time here. I've seen our newsroom go from all apple II's with a crappy printer and a decent paper to a all iMac lab with a occasionally crappy printer and a great paper with a great staff. once we distribute this one, it's over. no mas. and I don't know how to deal with that. I know it's silly and cliche and juvinile, but this paper is mine. and I've put my life into this. and it's almost gone. like, I had somehow thought I would be doing this forever, walk into 127 and say hey to Keach and check for my editing, talk to the editors, laugh with/at Lindy, cry a little under my desk, eat horrible junk food, stay way too late. and that would be life. I know that's naive. and I know life is more than that. and I'll be ready for it. once I get out from uner the desk.

April 20, 2003 at 10:23:45 PM CDT
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wilco - jesus, etc.

i'm still feeling sick. and my lip is pulsating for some reason. and open all night is something i'm slacking on. which i shouldn't be. because i told myself not to slack on it.

ah, gotta run. irony of ironies.