Everyone Has Someone They Wish They Could Be..

Mine is Chris Thile. Who's Yours?

Big Hair

So here I am sitting on my bed, my feet and hands cold as ice, but happily content.

And at what a better time. I'm excited for a new (and better) semester.
I have a wonderful and supportive girlfriend, you know, the kind you read about or see in the movies. The kind with piercing eyes, and just enough bangs in her face at any given time. The kind with a razor sharp intellect and sense of humor to boot. The kind that would support me if I decided to move to Canada for no reason, and most likely still find time to write me everyday.
I also have friends who are the best I've had despite living on opposite ends of California.

It's still hard to fight the truth though.
It's hard to get it out of my head that one of it really matters. In the long run anyways.
I have no soul to be shipped out after all this (and nor do you)
I am no king. I wear no crown.
Yet I couldn't be happier.

You Picking Up What I'm Puttin' Down, Blogger?

Whatever happened to Badly Drawn Boy? The internet has as much news as Chuck Palahniuk has subtlety (and commence the flaming..well if anyone read this). This remains one of my favorite songs.

In Regards to the Sunny Humboldt Day

First of all, wtf?

Secondly, where do you get off? You hide behind a canopy of clouds and rain and grey, and then as soon as I'm over you, as soon as I've moved on..SCHBELDOW you come and fuck things up. I hope you're happy....

Oh and thank you for making my hands warm...

p.s. Sorry to all my non-existent followers. Blogger doesn't let me sign in, probably in regards to the fact that I've been reading Tumblr lately. I'm sorry for messing around on you blogger, but i mean don't you think I was unhappy if I had to resort to that? Dont you understand? Of course you dont...you never did..

The Beginning of the End! (or Jellyfish Fanclubs are rad)

Alright! First blog in years, and I feel like this time, yes this is THE time, that it will be done right.
Now, I gotta admit, contrary to the name, this blog will have little to do with the wonderful world of Jellyfish, but I do love them slightly more then most things so they're bound to pop up occasionally. In fact, screw it, here's a picture of one.
Oh yeh. Sea Nettle. Oh gurrrl that is sexy.
In other news, I also think siphonophores are cool and must note that they are technically NOT jellyfish (and therefore not as cool, but still pretty bitchin) despite how much they want to be. They're like the Coldplay to Radiohead. They're ALMOST there, but much less progressive and more primitive form of the gods of avant-garde.
Allow me to break this down.
Coldplay = Siphonophore
Radiohead = Jellyfish
If we want to be specific, I would have to say Exit Music would be the Box Jelly.
That's not to say that Jellyfish are avant-garde. I'm not sure if a brain is required to be Avant-Garde...hmm you know maybe not having a brain is MORE Avant-Guarde then having one. It's the only thing that makes sense. Either way, someone is going to have to ask Thom. Anywho, I hope anyone reading this was mildly entertained for the most part. I will try to make it more interesting in the future, but as for now I'm going to cook spaghetti and rot my brain with old simpsons episodes. Goodnight all.