Scissor Sisters - Take Your Mama

Audioslave - What You Are

...or are I?

I wasn't gonna update, but chu keeps bugging me, so here's something geeky and unimportant. I finally fixed it to where I can print from my PC to my Mac's laser printer. So now I no longer have to take assignments in Excel to the school to print out. I may or may not have been helped by this article. Phew..glad that wasn't boring.

Stabbing Westward - On Your Way Down

All of em. The end.

Late Night with Conan O'Brien (HD)

This has got to be the biggest bug I've ever seen.
(from outside my neighbor's door)

Oasis - Stop Crying Your Heart Out

So I got my new phone in the mail today. Here's a picture of me talking on it. I'm so glad to be rid of my old phone which was having some serious problems. Not only was it much larger than my new phone, but it also had problems with calls. Sometimes I could hear the other person, and sometimes I couldn't. Once in a while if I waited for a minute or so, the volume would finally come up and I could hear them.

I've had a lot of fun messing around with this new one, and I think it's pretty stylish.

Looks like this is a little old, but it's the first time I've seen it, and it's hilarious. (click the pic)

Bob Schneider - Come With Me Tonight

• It's getting friggin' hot outside. The other day my temperature gauge on my truck said 102. Yikes.
  
  
• People are nuts. I was driving home from school today and wasn't paying too terribly much attention to the person in front of me. Apparently I was following her too closely, because she was looking back at me in her rearview and my guess is she was saying not so nice things about yours truly. Not wanting to deal with a nut, I decided to get over and pass her. Coming up beside her, she looks over and gives me the finger and I see her baby in the front seat, so that's probably why. I try to get back over, but now she feels the need to increase speed to 45 on a 30 mph street so I can't. Good work, mom. Your baby will be through that windshield in no time.
  
  
• Political science is a useless class. Don't get me wrong, you'll see me complain about classes from time to time like I did with BCIS, but at least that teaches 'useful' skills that some people may need. At no point in my life am I going to need to know, in detail, what our government does. My ability to sway the workings of the government begin and end with my right to vote. End of story...gimme back my money.
  
  
• The All-Star game was fun. And not just because I saw it in HD, which really was amazing. I got a chance to see everyone play that I wanted to see play, and the game ended up being fairly close. I really thought it was in poor taste that everyone not only boo'd Kenny Rogers, but then they boo'd him everytime he didn't throw a strike! The guy's a quiet, reserved guy who had someone in his face at the wrong moment, and didn't restrain himself. He apologized for it, and had the balls to show up in front of everyone and throw in the game at 40 years old. He's been playing for 16 years, and makes one mistake and you'd think he murders babies from people's reactions. Maybe I'll just start boo'ing people whenever they f up. I'm sure that'd go over well.
  
  
• Hockey is almost back! Now I'll have something to watch once baseball's over. And that's all there is...

You know you're jealous...

Collective Soul - The World I Know

Saw this and thought it was pretty funny... the original

This is an ode to those who call themselves "nice guys". The guys that finish last, that are too wussy to become more than friends, that endure hours of whining about what a-holes guys are, because they think that somehow, being a good listener will get him what he wants out of the girl, which is obviously to be more than friends. This is for the guys who always provide a shoulder to lean on, when inside, he's thinking about getting with this same girl who is crying on his shoulder. This is for the guys who are too scared to go after what they want, so they resort to being manipulative by pretending to be her friend, hoping that she'll someday "see the light" and realize that he is what she wanted all along. This is to the jackasses who go on and on about how cute, beautiful, smart, funny, and sexy their female friends are at the appropriate moment, not because they actually BELIEVE what they are saying, but because they feel that it will someday get them laid or in a relationship with said female friends. This is in honor of the guys who pretend to respect a girl's every facet, from her choice of dress, to her privacy, to her theology, but then when said girl is not around, said guy immediately begins whining about how indecisive and immature and stupid girls are like the little misogynist he is.

This is for the guys who escort their drunk, bewildered female friends back from the parties yet wake up the next day and still are in love with or even respect said female friends, for the guys who accompany girls to the bars as buffers against the rest of the "creepy male population"; meaning that said female friends get to enjoy the ego boost from being checked out by guys, without actually having to deal with being hit on. What an inconvenience, right? For the guys who play by the "rules" always in a game where the rules favor MEN WITH ACTUAL BALLS, and then go on about how all men who are percieved as having any confidence or self respect whatsoever are jerks. For the guy who will never stand up for himself to a female, and thus ends up becoming her whipped slave. For the guys who blindly give out compliments to girls who are fishing for them simply because they are girls, and because they think it will get them laid or in a relationship. For the guys who are accredited as boyfriend material by girls who don't want to hurt their feelings by saying what's REALLY on their minds, which are "boyfriend material for someone who can stand a boring unconfident guy". For all the "nice guys" who manipulate and mislead by pretending to be the friend of a girl so he can be more than friends with her, this is for you.

This is for the time she left three hundred messages on your cell phone fretting about two sentences her boyfriend said to her over dinner, and you wasted your precious time helping her to dissect them, meanwhile thinking about the day when someday YOU might be her boyfriend, yet being too much of a pansy to ever express the thought. Even thought you thought the boyfriend was a jerk, you were too much of a chump to ever express the thought, even though you know sometimes an outside perspective can be a good thing. This is for the time she interrupted your best Halo 2 game ever with a phone call to rant about a rumor that romantically linked her and the guy she hates most, and not only did you actually give a crap, but you paused the game for two hours to help her concoct a counter-rumor, despite thinking she was being completely immature and having nothing against the guy. Once again, you were too much of a sissy to actually TELL her that she was being immature and you have nothing against the guy. Then you unpaused the game, and promptly got shot down. Way to go. This is for the time she didn't have a date, so after you, who wants to get serious with her, vowed in numerous ways that nothing serious was going on (which misleads her into thinking you only want to be her friend), she dragged you out to a party where the beer sucked, you didn't know anybody, and she flirted shamelessly with you, but then saying "Oh, we're just friends!", and you went even though you hated it. And even though you were just a symbolic warm body to feed her ego, you went along anyways. Because you're a wuss like that, yet you think it makes you nice.

The "nice guys" don't often get blame where blame is due. And perhaps more disturbing, they actually have the audacity to call themselves nice even after being so misleading and manipulative. They think they deserve to get laid or get in relationships, but no hell in way should they, if they don't have the balls to go for what they want. They explain this trend by concluding that females are illogical, manipulative *****es (which directly contradicts all of his feigned respect for women and pretend compliments to his female friends) who say they want to date a nice guy, but when presented with these self-adorned "nice guys", they say "oh, he's too nice to date" or "he would be a good boyfriend but he's not for me". The girls are letting him down nicely. What they really mean is "not only is he a wuss who gets walked all over, but he is scared to ask me out. I'm a woman! I want a strong guy who will make me feel feminine by being the one to make the first move!". Other common replies are "It would ruin the friendship" or "he already puts up with so much from me, I can't possibly ask him out!" which are euphemisms for "We'd have nothing to do or talk about because all he ever wants to talk about are my problems with OTHER guys" and "I'd get bored with a guy who will let himself get walked all over!" The nice guys come up with more and more explanations for this "phenomenon", without even stopping to consider that when a girl says she wants a nice guy, she means a nice guy WITH BALLS, who has more to his personality than just being NICE. When presented with a choice of nice vs ballsy, women take ballsy almost every time. The "nice guy" will wait and wait, and eventually, after getting played and tossed nonstop, one of his female friends will settle for him, whipping him into psychological submission. This is the most that a "nice guy" can hope for. How sad.

So until these girls pop up, I propose a toast to all the nice guys. You know who you are, and I know that you don't realize you're just a manipulative wuss in disguise. But the truth of the matter is, the world needs your utter servitude and never speaking your mind. For all the crazy, absurd things you tolerate, for all the situations when you are the faceless, nameless nobody, my gratitude goes out to you. Without guys like you, guys like me, who have more complex personalities than you, with "nice" being just one factor (and we have confidence too), and who understand the TRUE meaning of "just be yourself", would have more competition. Not that I'm worried about that, but with you around, the selection of single women looking for a REAL good guy is just a bit larger. Even we get sick of you sometimes, though, and wish you would grow a pair and just go for what you want.

The Offspring - Amazed

I've known about this song for quite a while (it's pretty old), but it's always kind of eery to me how depressing a song can be that doesn't even sound like it should be.

Sometimes I think I'm gonna drown
Cause everyone around's so hollow
I'm alone
Sometimes I think I'm going down
But no one makes a sound
They follow
And I'm alone
Yeah if I make it I'd be amazed
Just to find tomorrow
One more day and I'd be amazed
Just to see it waiting
And if I make it I'm still alone
No more hope for better days
But if I could change
Then I'd really be amazed
And when you know you can't relate
To one more shiny face
Your heart breaks
No one cares
And when you know you can't go on
Cause everything is wrong
Your heart breaks
But no one's there

Here's to being melodramatic...

Batman Begins - Original Soundtrack

It's been a while since I've updated, and chu's putting me to shame. It's been a long few weeks. My TV was definitely dead, so I went out and got a new one. Not quite as big as the old one, but still pretty good, I think. It's nice being able to watch shows in HD, and I can't wait to see the All-Star game in HD. I'll be able to see almost 2x as many people behind home plate on their cell phones. Awesome.

So I thought I had a friend that moved down here from Lubbock to go to school at North Texas, but apparently we're not as good of friends as I thought we were. Guess I'll see her once in a while during a class I have with her in the Fall...shrug. It always peaves me when someone starts acting differently towards you, and then when you call them on it, they seem surprised. Not that I've done that yet, but I know that's what her reaction will be in the Fall as I give her the cold shoulder for wasting a summer where we could've hung out together.

I just failed my 2nd of 3 accounting exams. I don't know what it is about accounting, but I just don't get it. Granted I could probably put a little more effort into it, but I've never studied for anything for more than about an hour in my life. Imagine my surprise today when I saw that I got 60 out of 100 on something I studied for 7 hours on. Barring some miracle Friday, or an act of leniency by the instructor on my final grade, this will be a repeat in the Spring.

I made it out to the movie theater this past weekend, and took in War of the Worlds. I'd write a 1MR on it, but I honestly don't think it's worth the effort. It was ok for a summer flick and all, but I can't imagine it's a movie I'll ever watch again of my own free will. I think the recently rented Team America falls in that same category, except it was probably one of the worst movies I've ever seen.

I'll try to update more often. Maybe I'll get a little bit more personal and create some drama since this is a pretty boring summer so far...