Merry Christmas

Have a great one, everybody!

drum solo

Shit, the blog is dying. Sorry, guys. I'll keep this bitch afloat... I promise! We'll get through this, and when we emerge, we shall be triumphant...

I guess I either forget to update it or have nothing to say. But I guess I do now, since it's the holidays.

The holidays, eh? They sneaked up on me this year, man. You always register the fact that it's December and that means Christmas, but this year it didn't really mean much to me. Not that I'm apathetic or jaded... though consumerism is lollable. But still, I like Christmas. I guess the year is just flying by. Track, school, and The Beatles consume most of my time, so I guess Christmas is just another thing.

I didn't ask for much. CD-R's to burn. Yeah, lame, I know. Also, money. Unoriginal gift, but when you look at it, it's probably the most practical and useful of them all. I think I asked for a book or two. Whatever... I'd just like a crapload of money, and that'd be cool.

In terms of running, like you care, I've been doing all right. I'm a hell of a lot better than I was last year, but then again, last year wasn't very good. But we'll see. Indoor is a long season, and I'm fairly self-confident. Please don't smash that. :(

Also, Christmas break rocks. :D

in a letter dated December 8, 2007...

I miss you, John. 27 years later, I still wish I could turn back the clock to the Summer of 1980. I remember everything - sharing our morning coffee, walking in the park together on a beautiful day, and seeing your hand stretched to mine - holding it, reassuring me that I shouldn't worry about anything because our life was good.

I had no idea that life was about to teach me the toughest lesson of all. I learned the intense pain of losing a loved one suddenly, without warning, and without having the time for a final hug and the chance to say, "I love you," for the last time. The pain and shock of that sudden loss is with me every moment of every day. When I touched John's side of our bed on the night of December 8th, 1980, I realized that it was still warm. That moment has haunted me for the past 27 years - and will stay with me forever.

Even harder for me is watching what was taken away from our beautiful boy, Sean.
He lives in silent anger over not having his Dad, whom he loved so much, around to share his life with. I know we are not alone. Our pain is one shared by many other families who are suffering as the victims of senseless violence. This pain has to stop.

Let's not waste the lives of those we have lost. Let's, together, make the world a place of love and joy and not a place of fear and anger. This day of John's passing has become more and more important for so many people around the world as the day to remember his message of Peace and Love and to do what each of us can to work on healing this planet we cherish.

Let's: Think Peace, Act Peace, and Spread Peace. John worked for it all his life.
He said, "there's no problem, only solutions." Remember, we are all together.
We can do it, we must. I love you!

Yoko Ono Lennon

the return of the je(blog)di

Yes, that's right, I went for a brief, two-week hiatus. And man, was the vacation nice! Sunny Florida, blustery Maine, marijuana-y Denver... I'm kidding. But not about the hiatus. It was never announced, but it was planned. Do not fear; Luke is here!

Probably the biggest thing of interest that happened in this time was Thanksgiving Break. And it wasn't all that interesting! Okay, so, my sister came home and I got to see her for the first time in months. That was cool. And Thanksgiving itself was cool. Probably the most enjoyable part of the break was just... that it was a break. And a crucially needed one, I do say so myself. And that was gay. But really. Breaks are cool. And of course, I can't wait for winter break.

So, last Tuesday, I organized a track team movie night to go see Beowulf, but it turned out I couldn't go so everyone went without me. Alas, the tears I cried that night were like no other before! But I heard that the flick was mediocre at best. And no, it is not a rip-off of 300-- the advertising may be, but it says naught about the actual movie. I digress.

It rained in track today. And rain is okay. Just not running in it for an hour or so, lying down in it, doing hills in it, etc. I guess I won't complain. I guess I'll just say that I hope for the better days in which we practice inside. Sure, it hurts your knees. But it's nice and warm; plus, there's that cozy "omg-indoor-track-is-so-fun" feeling." Yeah, you probably wouldn't know. And I'm getting faster, anyway. Whoo.

socio-literacy

States were a boatload of fun. Got to leave school early on Friday. Drove up with Josh's family to Norwood-Norfolk, way upstate near Potsdam. It's barely New York up there... French radio stations and Indian propaganda, and no real New York "feel." The course was very nice, with some "stinger" hills (one of the hills was called Stinger Hill). We stayed at a very nice hotel, with a public computer and lounge. Also, the hotel shared a parking lot with a huge casino; we didn't go. The race itself was cool, and our two runners did well. There were also a lot of hot girls there; most of them stared daggers at me. D:

Also, I went to the Eastview Mall on Saturday. Not much new there, just more hot girls and icy stares. I did get some clothes, though.

I also met the new distance coach for indoor at Dick's. He got a sub-30 minute 10,000 meters... pretty crazy. Seems like a nice guy and a nice addition to the team.

It was a three-day weekend, thus, a four-day week. I like it. My parents are once again going to Cleveland this weekend, leaving me behind. I kinda wanna see Beowulf. Rides, anyone?

zzzzzap

I feel like some pretty important/mildly interesting things happened in this previous week. I just can't remember them. Maybe a quick list will summarize my days.

Oh, yeah. I sprained my ankle on Monday afternoon. It was a minor sprain, but enough to be a bitch. But it's been getting better for the last week; by the end of this week I should be fine.

Also, it seems that Lansing sports teams are doing a lot of winning. Plz keep that up, bitches.

Josh did me the courtesy of invites me to tag along while he runs at XC States this Fri/Sat. Cool.

There was a dance this Saturday. It sucked at the beginning, then got mildly fun. Yeah.

I got my first Beatles bootleg (Beatleg, lol). Live! at the Star-Club... low quality, but great insight. Lots of fun, and hopefully not the last beatleg.

That's all, folks (I can't believe I haven't used that yet).

leave britney alone!

Seriously. Leave her alone.

I worked on the project for Macbeth this weekend. Basically, we had to act out 1-2 scenes. After filming and editing it together, it's pretty good. Granted, we all acted poorly, but it could've been much worse.

Also, this weekend, I organized my entire music library. Every artist, song, and album is neatly arranged in a folder. Ten bucks says my computer crashes in the next few days. Ten bucks says I won't care, though, because I backed up my files! Ten bucks says I lose the drive, though. D:

The Red Sox are kicking ass. I know no one cares about baseball, but I do. And, if things go well tonight, the series is theirs. But I have a feeling that ye olde Rockies will not give up so easily. Screw 'em... I'd like to see the Sox win in Boston anyway.

Cross country is almost over. I'd be running in Sexionals (yes, unorthodox spelling) this Thursday, but thanks to my gimpiness, I haven't run in enough meets to qualify. I've been invited to "tag along," but because I'm such a fag, I don't want to miss school. Seriously, though, I'm missing school Wednesday, so I don't want to miss more.

Anyway, back to the matter at hand-- XC finish. This means... indoor starts. Doubtless my hopes will fall short, I will run terribly, and the team will suck. But still... I am very excited. I've already started to lift (stop laffing plz), seeing as how we do it almost every day in indoor. But one of the reasons I'm excited is because it's actually fun-- cross country is fun in the sense of "omg good times," but I am not goodz at distance running. Indoor is like a fun house filled with nude babes, Lyle Lovett, and LSD.

Yeah, figure that one out.

happiness is a warm blog

My parents are gone for the weekend. They went to Cleveland to visit the sister in college. So I've been sitting around the house watching TV and being bored. No, I haven't looked at porn.

Also, I took the PSATs this weekend. They were dumb. Mildly challenging, but I just don't like the format of the test. Plus, the fact that College Board can pretty much do whatever the hell they want, seeing as how they and the ACT test are the only ones out there. But whatevs.

An hour or so ago I went out for a run. I was doing fine until I ran into (not literally) a group of four or five trashy kids that I have never seen before. They had some nice dogs, but they were just weird as hell. I tried to keep running, but I had the feeling that they were watching me the whole time, so I headed back. It's such a nice day; I'm pissed that those people ruined it for me.

It is a 3.5 day week this week-- yay. Check out the latest PbF comics. I haven't been posting them here, but they've all been pretty great.

www.pbfcomics.com

FREE XXX HARDCORE

Sorry for the lack of updating. I honestly had the time to update last week, seeing as how we had a four-day weekend. I just didn't have anything exciting to say, and don't we all know that my blog is about 100% excitement.

I saw Across the Universe today. Finally. Fucking limited releases and whatnot held it back for a month until it finally reached anywhere near here. But, I shan't complain. Anyways, it was very good. There were a couple of superfluous musical numbers and some corny lines, but it was a visual, entertaining movie. Wafer thin plot, of course, but if you have a pretty wide suspension of disbelief, it's a great movie. Being a huge Beatles fan, it was an interesting experience. There were some faggy little kids sitting in front of me who talked. Also, there were some pedophiliac juniors there who will remain nameless.

Also, fall is a bitch. Seriously, rain and coldness? What the hell is this shit? Halloween and Thanksgiving? More like Gay-oween and Gaysgiving. Yeah.

I have homework to do, and interwebly stuff to look up. Sorry this wasn't as exciting as other stuff. Bye.

new stuff

Spirit Week was fun, I guess. Sophomore participation was smaller than Debra Messing's breasts, but the whole thing was enjoyable nonetheless-- Highlight being the short shorts of Friday. The Homecoming football game was last night. It was half fun, half gay. Probably because I wore only shorts and a short-sleeved t-shirt in the freezing rain. Then the game was delayed for about an hour. And then... well, I don't really have anything else to complain about it. At least we won. Still, God, I know you read this, so, please, next year, no rain or delays on Homecoming. Plz?

Tonight's the Homecoming Dance. I am so torn about dances-- free ass but you have to dance to crappy, vain, pseudo-music. I guess it just makes me human (says Steinbeck)?? I've said it before, but I honestly miss the early 60's dancing. Sure, it looks corny nowadays, but you could actually dance to the music (i.e. Dance, Dance, Dance by The Beach Boys, At the Hop by Danny and the Juniors, et al.) Whatevs, I'll be going, and I'll probably be all emo afterwards or something.

Also, my iAudio 7 DAP should come today. I guess I'm becoming a wannabe-audiophile. Got some MylarOne XB canalphones coming, too. Using EAC, I've been re-importing my CDs in FLAC, and man do they sound good. 949 kbps is pretty impressive. Even old live recordings (Live at the BBC) are getting ~450 kbps-- not bad. I'm basically doing this only because I love The Beatles, and the new vinyl needledrops are in FLAC. I'm kinda stupid, I know.

In other news, the Red Sox won the pennant. Can you say Daisuke Matsuzaka? Actually, you probably can. But Angels, look the hell out.

presenting an EXCITING entry

It has come to my attention, as a certain "Ellyn" pointed out, that my blog has been getting "boring" lately. I will not deny that unfortunate truth, seeing as how all I talk about is... well, nothing. And that's the problem. I can't promise to excite or please your senses every time, but I'll try! After all, the three or so people that actually read this need to keep reading it-- fans are important!

Thus, my first order of business is to provide you with this photo:

Yeah, it's an old photo, so Monty, you need not point that out. For those who have not seen this picture... behold! It's a goddamn llama. Where the hell are its legs? I don't know, but please don't say that it's just sitting on them-- because it's not. It's a goddamn llamapillar that is probably cooler than any of you. I wouldn't be surprised if this llama ran for president, and won.

And speaking of presidents... www.gravel2008.us

That link leads to Mike Gravel's website. He's a Democratic running for president. Short preface: I know I am not of voting age, and I'm aware that it's faggy to be all "politically invested" at this age, because oh yes, it's so punk rawk. But with that aside, I'll be honest: this guy owns. Tells it like it is, unlike Hillary or any other top-tier candidates. So, because I know that you will not donate and will instead laugh at me or call me "gay," please just spread the link. His chances of winning are infinitesimally, infinitesimally, infinitesimally small. But one can have [false] hope, right?

Also, "Spirit Week" is this week. For those outsiders, it's basically a grade dick-wagging contest. The sophomores wear black on Monday. That's... okay. I guess it could be worse. But seriously, why bring race into it?

Physically therapy commences pour moi next week. That should be interesting. Mainly, my back problems are just annoying, seeing as how I can run/walk fine, and then the next moment, I can't. I've even been eating healthier lately. Damn you, Asian body (although thank you, body, for my awesome ass)!

Hopefully this entry was exciting enough, or something. Until next time...

the what charm?

Sorry about the lack of updating. I've been... busy. Yeah, I'll say that. Seriously, though, I have been busy, and in my spare time, I've been looking at bootlegs and stuff. So, yeah. Sorry.

Monday. Le gah. School year thus far is moving slowly; it will speed up soon, methinx. It's really not that bad... all of my classes are quite good/tolerable. I'm really tired, though, maybe I'll update this again soon.

I've been having back problems, btw. Cliffhanger for the next entry, eh?

yet another entry

Forgot to update this yesterday. Sorry. Had a cross country meet yesterday it Windsor. It was... hot. I guess.

Also, I really don't have much to say, nor much time, because I have homework to do. Instead, I'll redirect your attention to the new iPods: www.apple.com. They're pretty sweet.

you're gonna lose that girl

I changed the name of the blog. For those who don't know, it's a tribute to The Beatles' song "The Continuing Story of Bungalow Bill." Yeah, I know I'm a fag. But now my blog is automatically 100% cooler now. And there's a new URL-- whatdidyoukill.blogspot.com "What did you kill" is a line from the aforementioned song. Yeah, I know I'm a fag.

Also, there's this thing called school and it starts Wednesday??? Yeah, it's... weird. Whatever.

Also, why the fuck do people like Fred Thompson? He was on TV, so... they love him. Seriously, the top tier candidates don't have unique positions; they're popular only because they have name recognition. If people actually did research on ALL of the candidates, the numbers might show up quite differently. But what the hell do I know.

pretzels and STDs

I guess it's become sort of a routine thing that this blog is updated on Saturdays. I kind of forgot about it yesterday, so let's just pretend that it's Saturday. >_>

So, my sister went off to college this week. Yay, or boo? IDKLOL. But, she's gone, and now it's a three-person household. Oh, for those who don't know, she went to the Cleveland Institute of Music, associated with Case Western Reserve. Yeah.

Also, there's only a week or so until school begins again. I could use maybe two weeks. School has to come eventually, just... not so soon. But whatever. I'm not a time mage or something! Just a red mage.

me and julio

Cross-cuntry (I thought it had an o?) started Monday. It's fun to realize that you're out of shape. Likewise, it's fun to get back in shape, because I feel great again. Then again, I'm a terrible distance runner anyways, so... But yeah. Heavy breathing FTW.

I saw Superbad on Friday. Sophomoric humor would obviously appeal to a pubescent male of my age, but this wasn't your average teen movie. At almost two hours long, it was not your classic 80 minute cheap laugh fest. The characters played their parts well enough for a crude comedy, and there were some really, really funny moments. Sure, there were plenty of f-bombs and penis jokes, but surprisingly there was no nudity (unless you can count penis drawings -__-). Not to mention that it portrayed perfectly the classic high school, immature insecurity that we all know best. But I'm not Roger Ebert, or even Nick G., so I'll stop now.

Also, my sister leaves for some college or something this week. ???

back

Boston was a lot of fun. Got to stay right downtown, on the 23rd floor of the 38-floor Marriott. Of course the hotel was top-notch, and the surrounding area held a ton to do. Went up the Prudential Tower, which offered an amazing view of Boston, and I could even see to Cape Cod. And speaking of cod, I went to a quality small-chain restaurant, Legal Seafoods. Amazing, fresh fish.

I may be a homosexual melodrama, but I love the panoramas of cities, night and day. Maybe it's because I live in the country. And along with beautiful things: there were a lot of gorgeous women of all ages in the city. Actually, not of all ages, as most were a bit too old for me. >_<

The thing that bugs me about city girls, though, is that the majority of them are cell phone-, tanning-, shopping-, looking sexy- obsessed. You get the idea. You'll smile at one, and they'll glare back. Bitches. I have a girlfriend anyway, and her name is Emily Haines (Metric ftw). Yeah, but not really. But yeah, womens were good, but were either slutty or taken. Or whatever. Ladies, I've said too much!

The most "exciting" part of the trip happened some hours ago at a rest stop. I... slammed the car door on my left middle finger. The door somehow managed to actually close, so for 1-2 seconds I had my finger literally stuck in the door until I opened it. It bled and swelled, and looks awesomely gross at the moment. Haven't been to a doctor; I don't think it's broken. But, for a fun Luke fact: I typed this entry with 9 fingers. And it's getting annoying. So bye.

boston

I'm in Boston. Seeya Sunday.

clang clang

I don't have much to say this week. It went slowly. Sportz start soon, and I'm going on a short vacation to Boston next week. Oh, also, you know you've been watching too much Scrubs when you have a dream about it. Basically, in the dream, I was good friends with Zach Braff, and he, the Scrubs main cast, and I hung out in the gorge behind my house. Yeah, I don't know what I was smoking.

But that's about it. I hope you're enjoying your summer. Keep me in your hearts and out of your pants (???).

$$$$

So, I worked at Benjamin Peters for three days this weekend, and made $200. Hell yeah. Although I am exhausted at the moment, it was most definitely worth it, and the Commons holds many surprises (including good-looking womens). The job could be boring at times, but when helping customers, it wasn't bad. Although I never thought I'd ever be a shoe salesman. Hmm, don't hold that against me plz.

Also, I saw the Simpsons movie last night. Not to sound fanboyish, conformist, or metroturboraposexual, but it was completely amazing. If you've seen just one Simpsons episode, you should see the movie. Too often critics use "side-splitting, gut-wrenching comedy!" or something like that, but it really was hilarious, and vintage Simpsons. I give Groening five LewkProps™ for pulling off something that really could have bombed... it was absolute dynamite instead.

Also, I'm going on a cruise tomorrow on the lake because of something to do with cancer or whatever. Sweet.

ZOMG HARRY POTTER

Yeah, I read the seventh book yesterday. I liked it, a lot, actually. Rowling's writing has vastly improved, as has her character and plot development. It's the most different out of all the books, for obvious reasons. I didn't find that enough people died, though, strangely enough. Still, the ending scenes were spectacular and not predictable. The epilogue didn't do much for me; I don't think it was needed. Or, it could have been done in a different way. Although there was an important thing about it, but I won't spoil it. Once I read the book again I'll gain a better insight. But unlike Nick, I won't go too in depth, because I don't want my manly-jock-pimp image to become tainted, y'know, 'cuz I got a rep to keep up.

my current state, pt IV:

Yeah, you guessed it. I'm sick again. But honestly, at this point, it's pretty obvious that I have some long-lasting sickness that waxes and wanes. I'm going to the doctor tomorrow, because this is getting really old, and 100.5 degree temperatures are annoying as hell. Shiver, that's right.

Also, the Relay for Life was on Friday/Saturday. It was fun. By the end, I was a zombie, because I had no sleep, but my masculinity could never show that. So, yeah, basically it was a night of fun, games, and food, and something about cancer. But mainly food. Honestly, though, I'd do it again, and hopefully, there won't be anyone with cancer on the team! Also, we won some sort of cruise on the lake or something. That'll be exciting.

So... yeah. PNK RCK 4VR.

all right, so

I'm sure you've gotten bored reading my entries about being sick and having sex (wait...), but thankfully, those days are over. This is my hope, at least, seeing as how I am currently feeling fine, but The Curse of the Sicknesses (of Anonymity) may return any day! But don't "pray" for me, because that's dumb. Hell, if you're even taking time to read this, that's good enough.

In other news, my parents are making me work a crapload around the house every day, so to evade this, I need to get a job. This satisfies my parents desire for me to work, and I get to get out of this freaking house. Yes, now I must go job searching! The problem is that most of the jobs available in my general vicinity are "hick jobs" because I live in a "hick town". It makes sense, yes? Thus, I must traverse the long and winding road (terrible Beatles allusion, I know) that leads to... Ithaca. So, yeah. If you see me in a thong and an IPEX®, I'm working at Victoria's Secret. Yeah, bitches.

my current state, pt III:

I'm sick, again.

Maybe I was never really better from my other sickness, or maybe this is a new one. Maybe it'll last a day, or maybe I should go see a doctor.

Either way, it's a pain. Literally and metaphorically.

my current state, pt II:

I'm better.

It was long-lived, and a bitch, but I should be able to start running tomorrow.

my current state:

I am sick.

untitled, kinda

Well, that was a fun weekend of graduation parties. Sad to see peoplez go, but enjoyable nonetheless. The only downside is the gargantuan amount of food I ate... ah well, I'll run it off... right?

Thus, all of my plans are pretty much over with. So, if you have anything to do, call me, because I'll be doing a whole lot of nothing this week. I guess there's always reruns.

Oh, I should probably start working on summer assignments. Eh...

seniorz

Well, it's the sister's high school graduation this evening. Although I'm playing in the crappy band, I'll have a good view of the whole thing. It will be strange, because I've gone to many a graduation, but I didn't really care about any of the people graduating. Now, now only is my sister graduating, but I've made some good friends this year that I'll miss. No, I'm not gay. Yes, I do have a vagina bone. Also, I hope that it will be warm, because if not, I'll kill someone. Sitting outside in the cold with no other place to go sux.

And: my left thumb hurts.

my fun-filled life

I've been getting a crapload of weird spam in my e-mail lately. And sometimes, it's funny to read the titles of the spam I get... but lately, they've crossed the line from being funny. Now, they're just mildly disturbing. Like today, the title of a spam e-mail read "make b1g your elephant." Now, this is a contradiction anyway, because I'm assuming that elephant means penis. But an "elephant" would imply a large penis, so why would I need to "make b1g" my already-large penis? I dunno. And plz, no Asian jokes.

I have also managed to have a not-excruciatingly-boring summer so far. I'm only a week in, but it's a start. I'll go to a bunch of graduation parties this weekend. Sobz, the seniors are leaving. Oh also I have a biology Regents tomorrow, but fukdat.

summer

Summer vacation is going well so far. Only one more final to go, and sleeping late is nice. Life can get a little boring at times, but whatevers.

The main problem is my internet. For some reason, my provider suddenly gives me a bandwith counter, with a ridiculously small amount to use. If I go over, I get knocked down to dial-up. Rly lame, so I'm looking into it. Seeing as how I have to share it with the family, it'll be a challenge.

Also, I have been having some strange dreams. No, none of them are sexual. But last night, I dreamt that Willy Nelson came to our school and shot a student. Hmm.

See you next entry.

hey kid

Last day of skool. Yet the early rising continues for tomorrow. You can't always win! Or, you can never win. Whatever.

In case you care about what my summer entails, it will be schoolwork and running. And then vital stuff like eating and sex. But seriously, it's gonna be kinda boring, but kinda fun. It will be more fun if you contact me to do stuff, though. We'll have a good time, I promise.

a weekend of strange proportions

It's funny how I look forward to weekends, and they end up letting me down. There needs to be a time and place where there are simply no obligations-- we cannot spoil ourselves, but one of these places would be nice. Anyway, it's not like something terribly back-breaking or excruciating is taking place this weekend, it's just that it is going to be boring as hell. And sitting around all day is not boring to me. Boring is going to two concerts/recitals, and having to set up crap at each. One of the recitals I don't mind going to, seeing as how it's my sister's. But still.

Rry ghey. Maybe I'll actually get some time in to do something fun.

yeah

K, so State Quals were interesting. Yeah.

Also, the Biology SAT II was interesting. Yeah.

Ithaca Fevistal this weekend. I may go. Cotton candy and thai food is good, I guess.

living in a bubble

Eurodance (the genre) is too damn catchy. And by catchy, I mean, bad. Kinda. I enjoy listening to it, but I shouldn't. The vocals are sub-par, the lyrics bad, and the music is repetitive. At best, it can be "pretty." Call it a guilty pleasure, I guess.

I did an actual running workout at practice for the first time in weeks. It was... painful, because I am painfully out of shape, but it felt good afterwords. Also, I went swimming in the creek. That felt good. State Quals are tomorrow (obv. I'm not running), and it will probably be the last meet I'll attend for a while. Sad.

Enter stage left: summer, and all of its exercising joys.

Also, Biology E/M SAT II on Saturday. Fuck.

hyperboles galore

The above title was taken from a review of Sgt. Pepper's. It sounds pretty cool. Enjoy it.

Also, the carnival is in town. This means that tomorrow, I will...

-eat too much
-go on too many rides
-spend too much money
-hit on mediocre-looking women who are probably over the age of 18

Probably not the last one. But maybe, if I'm rly desperate. Just kidding. Maybe.

But carnivals come once a year. So does Christmas. So does June 24, and August 9. So who really cares? You can't have carnival without can! And I see no significance of what I just said!

So bye. >_>

nail clippings

As I write this post, I'm clipping my fingernails! This means that I am multi-tasking, and every conformist knows that multi-tasking is the conformist thing to do! Perhaps this also is some sort of symbolism. The remains of my nail clippings are the shattered fragments of life's love! But that's a pretty deep thought for a Monday-- we'll wait until, say, Thursday to dissect that thought. But probably not even then.

Speaking of Thursdays, there will be no more of The Office or Scrubs, now that their respective seasons have ended! And, thanx to IACs (which I volunteered to go to, actually) I missed their seasons finales. But thanks to the help of friends (Nick) and online encyclopedias (Wikipedia), I learned what happened.

Still. I missed the joys of "that's what she said!" from Michael and The Todd, the blackness of Stanley and Turk, and the sincerity of Jim and J.D. And of course I didn't tape it, because I am an idiot.

I could really use a TiVo. Late birthday present, anyone?

goofy

Someone told me that I was "kinda goofy" today. I took it as a compliment.

IACs last two days. Still can't run-- I'm probably done for the season. Anyways, we came in second. Guys lost to Dryden, girlz to T-Burg. Sux. Sexionals next week.

And I just realized that I have nothing else to write.

power out school delay

So basically, I get up at 6:30 like always and get ready for school. When my dad and I arrive, almost no cars are there. Turns out that there was a power outage and school was delayed for two hours. For some reason, other people knew, and my dad, a teacher wasn't called. Gizz-ay.

Now, I'm at my dad's computer at school, typing up this post because there is nothing else to do in a sixth grade math room. Maybe I'll go to YouTube or something.

...Nah, that's too trendy.

i r baboon

I'll probably start running next week. It's almost futile, seeing as how the season's almost over.

Speaking of almost over, the school year is almost over. I guess that means summer. And I guess that means lounging around the house for hours on end... ?

Also, FFIII is a great game.

http://www.pbfcomics.com/archive/PBF218-The_Great_Circle.jpg

PbF from a couple of days ago. I haven't been really keeping up in posting them here-- whatever.

There's a Beatles musical coming out on September 28 (thanks Josh). It stars Evan Rachel Wood and Jim Sturgess. Bono, Eddie Izzard, and Salma Hayek also make appearances. The film is called Across the Universe, from John Lennon's song of the same name. It mixes action with puppetry and animation, and a Disney animator was brought in.

I can't wait. It'll either be really charming, or just lame.

http://acrosstheuniverse.com

birthday

It's my birthday!

I got 'Live at the BBC' (The Beatles), Final Fantasy III, some books (yes, I read), and a lot of money. And more to come! As lame as it sounds, presents aren't the epitome of birthdays for me. Just the fact that I'm getting older. When I turn 60, I may not think so fondly of aging.

Also, I can kinda walk normally now. No running, but it's progressing.

ithaca relays '07

So basically I didn't run today at da Ithaca Relays (obv). They were fun nonetheless, I guess. Even though I'm a loser! Still-- phone number contest, and I once again emerged on top, with 100 (approx).

Also, tomorrow is the birthday of Luke. And Luke = me. So, one can conclude with the transitive property of equality that tomorrow is my birthday. And that would be correct! Because it is! But, I have to work at the Chicken Barbecue! Oh well!

It's late, and I need to ice... my heart. Not my ankle. Bye.

suxxorz

Sprained ankle today.

No running in the Ithaca Relays for me.

I'll go cry now.

moravia and stuff

Moravia Relays today. The sprint medley I was in could have won had it not been for Jared. Alas! The rain/wetness/worms also sucked. Once again: where's the consistently good weather? I don't know either.

I also watched Kramer vs. Kramer today. Really interesting film. Nudity in a PG movie, though? I didn't mind. ;D

Chicken barbecue this Saturday... on... my birthday? Sux, yeah. I don't even enjoy the chicken (vegetarian).

da month

April sucks.

One day it's snowing. Then, it's seventy, Then, it rains.

WTFx.

Let's hope May will be better.

Speaking of May, the 5th is my birthday.

Give me gifts.

the return of bloggity

I apologize for the lack of posting. I cannot pretend that I have been busy, but I can blame my absence on the beautiful weather. I'll try to post more often, as I realize that it's been almost a full week without an entry.

I almost forgot what 70 degrees felt like. With the return of warm weather, I now know... and I'm never going back to winter (at least, that's what I tell myself). At yesterday's track meet, I was in the hot, powerful sun for eight hours or so, and thanks to my skin's invincibility, only got tan from it. Burnage has nothing on me.

You do realize that sometime soon I will probably get a sun burn and my cocky (lolz, cocky) attitude will fade-- not as quickly as the time it takes for the skin to peel, though.

This warm weather probably won't be blissful for too long. So, cherish every moment of it, clownboat.

a time for thought

This is my first day for two entries, but I believe that is justified.

I'm sure you're all aware of the Virginia Tech shootings. 32 dead.

This is the 7th anniversary of the week of the Columbine shootings. April 19, 1995 was the day of the Oklahoma City Bombings.

Terrible pattern.

I doubt anyone is not horrified by this incident. This will be in my head for a long time.

Nothing else to say.

so, uh...

Could someone check the calendar for me? Yeah, thanks.

Ah, what's that? April 16, 2007? Thanks. That's cool.

...Wait. April? April? Then why... is there a ton of snow on the ground...?

And a snow day?

It's APRIL!?

Yeah... Welcome to Upstate New York, I guess.

Enjoy the snow day, kidz.

last day...

of spring break.

Yes, I can hear you sobbing!

It sucks for me, too.

Welcome back to skool.

ye olde pbf

pie in da sky

Went to the Carousel Center today and shopped for... seven and a half hours! Yeah! Insert enthusiastic cheering here!

Well, I didn't really do all that shopping, I was with the sister and the mother. You know how that goes. Kinda. I got a Beatles CD out of the deal (Let it Be... Naked) and it is indeed superb.

Other than, nothing is really new. I've started to actually use Facebook (I had an old account) and I don't know if I will continue to do so-- it's just so trendy, I don't know if my non-conformist self can stand it. We shall see.

happy easter

Easter ASCII art, couresty of Joan Stark.

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reign over me

Saw it today. Cheadle was great, Sandler was very good. A tear-jerker, of course. I felt that it was a bit too long, and some of the scenes were simply unnecessary. Not an epic, nor will it appear on any "Top 100" lists, but I will remember it as being very affecting. I highly recommend seeing it.

update!

This blog will no longer be updated daily. It's not that I don't have enough time... it's just that I don't have something to write about everyday. And I don't want to bore you. Don't worry, my blog will still be as fun as it is.

So, yeah! Enjoy this less-posted in blog!

break is approaching

Four days of school, then, a week of none! Every eager schoolchild awaits a break from school, and I am no exception! The only problem is that I will most likely end up bored and lazy over the break-- I almost hope for track practice.

Until then... let's finish out the school week.

definitions of rape

-forced sexual activity

-domesticated crop plant

-a former administrative division of Sussex...?

Yeah. The British are sick, sick people.

blades of gayness

No, seriously, Blades of Glory was pretty good. Pretty much just another Frat Pack movie; Luke Wilson makes an appearance, of course. Heder felt a bit out of place, and Ferrell's role is very predictable. A plot as thin as my patience during a biology class, but it was pretty funny. Pam from The Office had a role, as did the guy from The Winner. If you're into penis jokes and homophobia, it's a good movie. I wouldn't mind seeing it again with some friends at a party, or something like that.

Other than that, I'm going to do nothing this weekend. Again. Yes.

things that are stupid, pt. II:

Dashboard Confessional.

Fascists.

Jai Alai.

Overly-masculine people.

Zinedine Zidane.

Flareon.

Greenland.

Bad restaurants.

Flickering flourescent lightbulbs.

woof

Damn, bitches. I could have sworn I posted something yesterday. I think it was about dinosaurs. Perhaps I just dreamt that I posted. Regardless, it is the first day that I've missed blogging, so, sorry. I won't do two posts to make up for it, 'cause I'm such a player.

In other news, this one lady was choking, and her dog performed the Heimlich Manoeuvre on her. Or so I heard. Really, I don't care. Do we really need another story about how amazing dogs are? Seriously, people choke everyday, and dogs kick ass everyday. Badda boom.

storm

k so basically there is a thunderstorm going on right now, screwing up my internets. Therefore, I have to hurry to right this entry because my internets could go off at any time. So, here it is, my lame entry for today.

Good night.

happy sunday

My family had a belated St. Patrick's Day celebration today, and by "celebration" I mean an early dinner with mashed potatoes. Still, it was good food, and my family really is Irish. Except for my sister and I. Damn adoption!

Fun fact: Spotted Hyenas have pseudo-penises.

Not-so-fun fact: TMNT debuted at #1 this weekend. Why would you pay money to see it? Why?

lock-in

So basically, from 9 PM last night to 7 AM this morning, half the school participated in the lock-in, where we were all... locked-in, and did "fun activities." Needless to say I was bored in the first hour. Still, it had its moments, though I'm not sure if I'd do it again. The main problem is that my sleeping pattern is now fuct up for the weekend, but this is nothing new, I suppose.

I'm almost falling asleep typing this, but I have a haircut appointment, so the eyes should stay open for a little longer.

changes

Took away the anime picture of me. Most of you know what I look like, so the picture really didn't add much to the blog. I also added a new feature-- the Urban Word of the Day, courtesy of UrbanDictionary.com. It's good to keep up with today's slang. Aren't we all hipsters?

Lock-in tonight @ school. I'll be a zombie tomorrow.

moralz

Interesting. This article illustrates the different morals those have if they have brain damage.

Basically, certain people with some sort of brain-related problem can choose much easier to answer certain moral questions than those with "normal" brains. The example used in the article is the classic one of the ability to choose one child to save and let the other die, or let both die. You may have an answer immediately, but for many people and for obvious reasons, this is a difficult question to answer. Those with the brain thing, however, would have no problem answering-- they would choose one child to live, and let the other die.

The harming of other human beings is sometimes thought of as unforgivable, but it happens all the time-- war and hate fuel us. Plus, those with the brain damage are very much human, and should not be ignored. Perhaps we can learn from their morals, or maybe, we're just all insane.

stuff, i do say

Band concert was all right. West Side Story was pretty good, I guess. Then again, the ones who play in the concert are normally the most critical of themselves. Still, I thought it wasn't anything special. Ah well, perhaps next time? Psh, yeah.

PS3 is launching in Europe. And I don't care, really. Wii > PS3. I'd say the 360 is tied with the Wii, but no matter-- to me, it's just not worth it to fork over the dollars, or in this case, Euro. >__>

Also, new McCartney album this summer.

things that are stupid:

Television commercials for the US army, navy, marines, etc.

Slugs and worms.

Over-quoted movies.

PETA.

Stupid stuff.

Jimmy Neutron.

Obnoxious people who are also fat.

Vivian Vande Velde.

Gays, blacks, Jews, and women. (just kiddin')

uh...

Yeah, so I almost forgot an entry for today. It probably would have been better if I did, because now you're reading this half-assed post of nothing.

See this paragraph break? That's where I sat here for five minutes thinking of what to write. And nothing came. Yes, that's what she said.

So, uh. Until Monday.

Sorry. :/

300

Just saw 300. It was good. Not great, but good. I expected it to be more gory, actually. It also felt fragmented, with pieces all over the place that didn't really fit together. Still, it was enjoyable and entertaining, like any movie of 300's kind.

Xerxes' tent was full of lesbo action, which was also cool... if you like mutant lesbians...

That's it for today.

nightfoxxx

This evening, I watched Ocean's Twelve. It's my third time seeing it. I now have all of the loose ends tied up, but I'm still not all that satisfied. Honestly, it felt like the whole movie was being pushed and that the director, Steven Soderbergh, was simply trying too hard. After all, how could you follow up after the perfectly slick Ocean's Eleven?

Still, if you're willing to step out of your life for two hours with a pretty large suspension of disbelief, it's enjoyable. I have a feeling Ocean's Thirteen will be even less quality, probably because Al Pacino just doesn't seem to click in an Ocean movie. Hopefully I'm wrong.

On another less intesting, it's Friday night, and I have nothing to do... once again.

kthxbye

stuff

Sorry for yesterday's not-so-cryptic conglomeration of Beatles quotes. I was feeling... Beatles-quote-y.

So, uh, today's entry.

Everything in my life is getting old. Old, old, old. And I am getting old along with it! Something's gotta change soon, or I will. 'Cause honestly, it's not just boredom, it's insanity. If I remain this way, I'll... become more Luke and less Luke. Y'know what I mean? No?

I don't know, really! Just leave me alone to fade away like the Backstreet Boys.

what

We are all together. Oh please, say to me that everybody's laughing. I do appreciate that life goes on within your mind. Let me take you on a boat below the storm. While wondering how you manage innocence, the sun and the sky are up. Make your mother a revolution, oh boy.

Woke up, got out of bed, and let her under my skin. Sat back and let the evening go; all I need is rain... I don't mind. She said that I want to tell you. When I call for no one, where did you go?

I'm only sleeping.

bio sub

Fact: Mr. Harvey is my hero.

We had a substitute teacher in biology today, and it was he. He was previously a sub in French, but he just seemed like a wacko. Today, though, he talked about living in Alaska, a friend getting mauled by a bear, and marrying a girl in New York.

Sounds like a lot of... uninteresting stuff, but you have to remember that my biology class consists of the sophomore class, which is full of... funny-ish people. As in people you laugh at, not with.

So yeah. You should have been there.

orientation

I get to answer questions from eighth graders tonight about high school. What a wonderful and enjoyable experience!

Yeah, except not. I really don't wanna do it, but I kinda have to, because my parents want me to and I was asked, so, uh, yeah...

Eighth graders are cool, though. I shouldn't be condescending, but it happens. Eighth grade teachers were da bomb, but I wanted to get the hell out of middle school. Yes, lolz, middle school, what a joke.

Still. Class of 2010 > Class of 2011.

And yes, I'm aware that you probably don't care. Unless you're in the class of 2010.

clocksssss

I had something really cool to write about today. Honestly. But, I forgot what it was. I know, I know, sorry.

I'll tell you one thing, though-- I am sick of winter. Done with it. It is time for SPRING and its LEAVES and WARMTH and whatnot. Setting the clocks forward today was almost painful. Yes, it is my fault for not getting enough sleep during the week, but I do not enjoy that hour taken away from my life.

Then again, my life is dull, so an hour gone is about as important as... the Bible.

Yes, I made a Christian joke. Ha-ha.

borat

So, I went over to Nick's today and watched Borat. I'd forgotten just how funny it was since I last saw it in theaters. Baron Cohen is a genius; his character of Bruno is amazing too. It's pretty sad at some of the stuff he got people to say. Only problem with Borat is that it will be over-quoted and watched by idiots who think that a guy with an accent is hilarious.

Plus, there were naked, fat men. Which still scar[e] me.

last words

So, I was bored the other day. And you know what happens when Luke gets bored.

...He looks at Wikipedia.

Wikiquote, to be more specific. These are some pretty sweet last words from people on their death beds.

• I'm bored with it all.
  • Who: Winston Churchill, before slipping into a coma and dying nine days later.
  
  
• Thank God. I'm tired of being the funniest person in the room.
  • Who: Del Close, improvisor, teacher and comedian, died 1999.
  
  
• Where is my clock?
  • Who: Salvador Dali
  
  
• Hurrah for anarchy! This is the happiest moment of my life
  • Who: George Engels, anarchist, union activist
  • Shouted before his execution at the gallows.
  
  
• I'd hate to die twice. It's so boring.
  • Who: Richard Feynman
  
  
• Hey, fellas! How about this for a headline for tomorrow's paper? 'French Fries'!
  • Who: James French.
  • Notes: French, a convicted murderer, was sentenced to the electric chair. He shouted these words to members of the press who were to witness his execution.
  
  
• Kiss my ass.
  • Who: John Wayne Gacy
  • Note: Those were Gacy's last words before being executed by lethal injection.
  
  
• LSD, 100 micrograms I.M.
  • Who: Aldous Huxley To his wife. She obliged and he was injected twice before his death.
  
  
• The bastards got me, but they won't get everybody.
  • Who: Alexander Litvinenko, whistleblowing former Russian spy was poisoned in a London sushi bar. Said in an interview on November 23, 2006, hours before his death. (The Times, November 24, 2006)

So yeah. That's it.

face transformer

So, I was browsing through my favorites, and I dug up something that I had forgotten about. It's a site that can transform a picture of your face into different races and skin colors. The stuff done to my face was pretty sweet. The cool thing is that detail is taken into account, not just in skin tone, but in eyes, nose, lips, narrowness of face, etc.

To transform your face, go here. Try choosing a relatively "normal" picture of yourself; it works better. I'll post the manga version of myself as my user picture. Check it out.

track

New PbF. It's called "Mario Too." Some of Gurewitch's more disturbing art, but still good.

Also: track started today. No room to run, anywhere. Still, it was good. When the weather turns nice, it will be awesome, because running outside is koo'.

That's all for today. I'm tired.

snow day... again

I'm not happy about this. Not happy at all.

We've used up all of our snow days! Thanks to this one, we're gonna have to subtract a day that we were going to have off.

Not to mention that my parents didn't have the courtesy to tell me that it was a snow day. I wake up at 6:30 this morning, get dressed, eat breakfast, feed my pets, and get my shoes and jacket on. It's not unusual for me to be the only one up at around 7:00; my dad will usually come down the stairs then all dressed and whatnot. Today, he didn't. I go up to my parents room and discover that, lo and behold, we don't have any school.

Yeah. Crap. I kick off my shoes and roll into bed, but I can't fall asleep. When I finally do, I have a nightmare about a tyrant trying to kill me. Great.

Thanks, God. URULE.

snow

I almost died on the way home today. Kinda. Pretty much, the alleged "white-out conditions" were for real. It was like driving through a cloud or Santa Claus's beard-- you couldn't see a damn thing. I made it home safely, though, so I could write this post, just for you.

Speaking of snow-- bad news! Two snowflakes can be exactly alike, as reported by the American Meteorological Society. Old news to you folks who already know, but for those who don't... there goes your innocence.

Snow is lame anyway.

randomness

I should probably begin starting my homework on Saturdays, because doing it all on Sunday is getting really old. Of course, on Friday, I'll tell myself that I'll start my homework on Saturday, but it will never really happen. Whatever, I'm done with it now anyway.

Also: Happy Weekiversary of this blog! It hasn't died yet. If you've been reading it for all seven days... you're amazing. If not, scroll down to see what you've missed, lolz.

Sexily,
Luke.

cooties and big fish

Forgot to post the week's Perry Bible Fellowship. Brings back old memories... kinda.


In other news - yesterday, I was reading about freshwater fish. There are some pretty freakingly huge ones out there. What if you were fishing, hoping for a trout or a bass, and you got some 2,700 kg fish on the line? Or even worse, you were swimming in the lake, and one of these bitches just comes up next to you? Scary.

Mekong giant catfish: Can grow up to 3 meters and 300 kg, as seen here. Sure, they're native to Southeast Asia, but next time you're in Laos... watch out. Yikes.

European sturgeon: 9 meter, 2,700 kg sturgeon have been recorded before. Strangely enough, these things can live up to 150 years. They're actually a common proposed explanation of certain "lake monsters" like Nessie.

Big Fish was a pretty good movie, too. Everyone loves Ewan McGregor!

weekends

Weekends are winners. Really, getting out of school on a Friday is like no other feeling, perhaps with the exception of a good back massage. It's the joy that one won't have to be in school for two whole days! Sure, one has to return home to the parents that drive them crazy (if you're in college, gtfo). Still, those two whole days aren't long enough and before one knows it, they're back in 1st period listening to the teacher drone on.

But a lot can happen in two days. I hope yours will be as enjoyable as mine.

And if mine is not very enjoyable, I wish you better luck.

palindromes

So, I was going to post the world's longest palindrome, but I decided that it was too long. Still, here are some pretty cool ones:

A dog! A panic in a pagoda!

I was sad--- no Hondas saw I.

Kayak salad, Alaska yak.

Look, sire, paper is kool!

No garden, one dragon.

On a clover, if alive, erupts a vast, pure evil--- a fire volcano!

blogs

So, I've been sitting here for a few minutes, thinking about what to write about. I decided just to write this--- a post in my blog about blogging.

A certain someone did the me the courtesy of informing me that this blog was "going downhill" quickly. The problem lies in choosing topics to write about--- this is not a specified subject blog, seeing as how I don't specialize in cooking, politics, etc. Honestly, most of you most likely this whole thing is crap, and that I'm just trying to show off my Asianity (er...). Really, though, this blog is an "experiment," and I'm just seeing how far I can go with it.

I think that a public journal/blog is interesting. If one takes time to consider it, blogs are very personal things--- thoughts of a person, shared online, for all to see. With all worries of pedophiles and stalkers aside, web logs are a piece of a person for the world to look at. I still think, though, that they are one of the neater bits of the World Wide Web.

One of the problems with blog sites, and community journal sites like LiveJournal, is the question of where one draws the line--- share your thoughts and feelings... but do we reveal too much? Personally, I can be in a mood where I am itching to tell the world my feelings, yet I know they are simply too personal and I would be embarrassed or ashamed for revealing such thoughts (no sexual fantasies, lols). Yet, without these feelings, blogs can be really empty and boring.

The road one must take is the one of bold caution. A strange statement, perhaps, but it is fitting. One should go forward with what they want to say to make the blog worth the time, yet one should not reveal what would do no good. Strangely enough, this line is often difficult to find--- the internet should not be used for a diary, because when one does that, they lose all freedom of mind and choice.

Now, some blogs are simply political, where one reveals thoughts on politicians and economics. In this case, one is accepting the fact that they will be revealing their views on certain aspects of society. They are not online diaries like other blogs and journals, so the rules are changed. But this is not a political blog, nor is it an online diary--- it is simply a collection of thoughts and brainwork of myself.

I might want to say more, but dinner is approaching, and I am afraid that if you made it this far (congratulations, if you did) that you are on the verge of exhaustion or boredom. This post has no closure, then, but I suppose it should be allowed, because I am Luke.

o rly

The Oscars!

http://www.academyawards.com/oscarnight/winners/index.html

I have to admit, The Academy Awards last night were pretty enjoyable. Ellen DeGeneres was enough to make me nervous, but she was funny [enough]. Honestly, the dancing troupe before commercial breaks made the whole thing worth it - how could you not love when they did Happy Feet?

Most of the winners were well-deserved, I thought. I was especially pleased Happy Feet taking Best Animated Feature. I hate Pixar and therefore Cars, and the other movie honestly looked terrible. Having the penguin movie win was really a terrific feat (ba dum ch)...

In other news, I'd thought I'd post The Perry Bible Fellowship. For those who don't know, it's a webcomic by Nicholas Gurewitch. Twisted, sick humor; that's why I love it. This week's was particularly juicy (click the thumbnail below).



kthxbye

me so azn

Hey.

Luke has a blog. Is he conforming? Is he desperately reaching out to the world?

idk lols

Nor do I need to know! A blog is enjoyable to read if the person who writes it is enjoyable. I will try to be that person. Leave comments, h8 me, etc. It's all in good fun. Hopefully, this will hold my interest. Writing about my life and thoughts may be an easy thing. It may be hard.

...That's what she said?