I am officially moved into the Gorham Hall, room 432.

And me and my roommate are spending our first hours watching TV and being on the internet. 

The third one hasn't moved in yet. Hope there is enough room. 

Also, no A/C.

Hanging out with Justin tomorrow, should be good way to cap off the summer.

Holy shit what a summer. I really can't talk about it because I think I've told everyone about it, anyone who would listen and on here.

But you all know what happened anyway.

Everything That Happens Will Happen Today

Ok, first off, I am not going to talk about the tour in here. Mainly because I wrote my feelings in a journal on the way there, but second of all because some of those were totally not true to how I feel now, and I was kinda a tool. That being said, it was fun. We made 197 dollars. We played to crowds that loved us and to no crowds at all.

Now, I am moving into college sunday.

And I am fucking scared.

Mainly for the course work and holy fuck I haven't picked a piece to play yet and have I fucked myself over?

But also, I'm going to college.

Now let me explain. I am an only child, so I have no siblings to break the "myth" of college. When I was 8-10 years old, my cousin Katie, who for all intents and purposes is like my big sister, was in college, so all I would hear were these stories. In high school, most of my good friends were at URI. I crashed in dorms for weekend shows, I was mistaken for a student more times than I can count, hell, I'm even in the fucking year book for 2006. But now i'm going to be an actual student. 

And hopefully Justin is too. He's talked about going back to school and I'm behind him 200%.

That being said, the new Byrne+Eno record.

HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT.

It's really good. 3/4 alt-country-gospel, 1/4 trip-hop-electronica.

Who really buys an osciliscope? Who has one anymore? Do we really need them anymore? Didn't 15 dollar tuners become the norm?

Meg and I basically had a big ass fight that I can't really summarize except the end of the argument was an ultimatum (as much as you can get). If I'm really causing you that much grief, then lets just not talk to each other. As far as I can tell, that proposition was 2 days ago. But, yesterday I was not around much online, nor was I today. Right now, her usual method of communication is IM. When we were closer, it was text message. She did not send a text.

I actually think I fucked this one up, which is interesting to me. If she really, REALLY wants to not see me again, fine with me, but it will make for a future of interesting run-ins. We come from the same circle of friends that ultimately, will want to see each other when college is out for breaks and such. If she really doesn't want to see me, the whole circle will have to revolve around opposite plans for us, and in the long run will basically piss everyone the fuck off. 

Also, this is Narragansett. You do never "Not see people again". I'm going to run into her one way or the other. 

But what does it mean to destroy a relationship so much that you can never have it the way it was again? First off, I have a knack for saying jokes at the most inappropriate times, especially on the internet, where emotion, empathy and sympathy are left at the door by the coat rack. No clues to pick up on if a person is sincere, unless you've been with that person long enough to notice when their mannerisms in speech transfer over to text.  To say that I just annoyed her and was a jerk to her so much that someone really doesn't want contact with me again?

At least I got a reaction out of her. Which honestly was sometimes one of the reasons I talked to her. I knew I was going to get a reaction. Better one than none. 

Radiohead last night. One of the best shows I've ever seen. At from the lawn at greatwoods no less! Great setlist, though no "Climbing Up The Walls" or "Pyramid Song". Oh well, still was worth it for "National Anthem" "Exit Music" "Videotape" and 20,000 singing "This is what you get when you mess with us" during Karma Police. Just great. Afterwards, tailgated and made some good burgers while everyone sat in traffic. Left around 1 am. Back home around 3.

Met Pete's new girlfriend. She's a total cutie. Way to go man.

Why the fuck do I constantly exploit music as the only thing I'm good at? It's sickening. As proof of a family friend who I am going to name check, Bradley, having good music taste doesn't make you a good person.

And yet I continue to be a jerk with no self-esteem who judges people on wither or not they've heard of the residents or Brian Eno or it they've had an emotional experience at a show. I don't have any hobbies, it all relates back to music, and anything long lasting that gives me pleasure has to do with music or Neko Case laying down naked on a bear-skin rug while Liz Phair stands in the doorway to my lakeside mansion in her underwear, asking me where I keep the whipped cream in my fridge.

Maybe I'll just stop at that image.

I have spent all day in my room with my macbook. I need a life. But it's gotten better. Explored garageband, not bad. Iphoto works with my camera, so I'm happy. I'm listening to Exile in Guyville, having a good time.

Luau went well. I thought the meccalily set went alright. First public perfomance on guitar. I definitely feel I'm a better musician on bass. Everyone else agreed it was one of the best Meccalily sets, if not the best. Alright then. Set with Dad went alright, some of my worst playing but who cares, no one was there and everyone that was, were drunk. Oh well, made an easier crowd to play to.

Packed up, then spent the rest of the night in a good feeling. Kinda over did it, but it was fine. Went out on the dock and was completely enamored with the lake. It looked like a perfect reflection, plus whenever I looked up at the sky, it seemed to be falling down on me, but not in "OH FUCK" but more of some sorta of weird mobile that got more and less slack in the string. 

Was very cool, makes for a good birthday party. Woke up, still out of it from the last night. Lasted until 4-5 in the afternoon. Went over to  Bills. He had a bouncey house from his graduation party. Blew it up and bounced around with Bonnie and Allie. Was a lot of fun. 

Yesterday, saw Fiasco at AS220 which has Steve Buscemi's son in it. Talked with them for a while. Drove to Nick/Dean/Chris walked down before the show. Saw show, walked back and played pool, had a beer and listening to Captain Beefheart. Left around 1:30. 

Tomorrow. Radiohead, need to go to walmart/the bank before hand.

Just got my new Macbook. So far, really nice. Can't wait to unlock it's potential! 

Not much happened. Two days ago went up to Amherst to practice with the band. Practiced, got food and beer, came back to his house and just had a good time. Ended up with the smallest couch to sleep on. Not fun, until I had the dream with Liz Phair. Woke up and practiced again, left at 12. Back at 1:30. 

Meccalily rehearsal went alright. Nothing special. Not that good either but not as bad as I thought. 

Dad's rehearsal... wee-ow.

Lets just say that Wayne said he was embarrassed so much hes coming over to rehearse today after work.

While I am going to The Flobots concert tonight with Martin and Lily! Should be lots of fun, taking a risk here as I don't know either of the bands very well.

and, I am also seeing Radiohead on the 13th! hooray!

But for now, borderline-sexual-contact with my macbook will do just fine.