Saturday, January 16, 2010

Jumping off the bridge

Because I know you care
Here are my top 25 favorite albums of the 2000s
in no particular order:

Amnesiac - Radiohead
Acid Tongue - Jenny Lewis
Control - Pedro The Lion
The Greatest - Cat Power
Get Behind Me Satan - The White Stripes
Headphones - Headphones
And Now That I'm In Your Shadow - Damien Jurado
Figure 8 - Elliott Smith
Everything All The Time - Band of Horses
Rabbit Fur Coat - Jenny Lewis with The Watson Twins
Veckatimest - Grizzly Bear
White Chalk - PJ Harvey
Boxer - The National
Monsters of Folk - Monsters of Folk
Hail to the Thief - Radiohead
Digital Ash in a Digital Urn - Bright Eyes
Neon Bible - The Arcade Fire
Kid A - Radiohead
Things We Lost In The Fire - Low
Third - Portishead
I'm Wide Awake It's Morning - Bright Eyes
In Rainbows - Radiohead
Drums and Guns - Low
Stories From The City, Stories From The Sea - PJ Harvey
Want One - Rufus Wainwright

Honorable mentions (I really just had to cut myself off at 25):

Tribute To - Yim Yames
The Reminder - Feist
For Emma, Forever Ago - Bon Iver
Takk - Sigur Rós
The Shepherd's Dog - Iron & Wine
It's Blitz! - Yeah Yeah Yeahs
Offend Maggie - Deerhoof
The Eraser - Thom Yorke
Curse Your Branches - David Bazan
Chulahoma - The Black Keys
Greetings From Michigan: The Great Lakes State - Sufjan Stevens
Horehound - The Dead Weather
Veneer - José González

Track (and video) du Moment:
"Collapsing At Your Doorstep" by Air France

Friday, January 15, 2010

Oh hai

It has been a neat day thus far. 

I left my mother and dad's and am now in my city, my flat.  It's a bittersweet sort of thing.  But I'm alright with it right now.  It does feel good to be around my things -- sleep in my bed, watch my DVDs, pick out books from my bookshelf.  And do other normal college-life things like go out for drinks with my friend Evan (currently waiting for him to pick me up... tick tock, Ev!), work (which I just got home from), go to the REC (the gym on the UW campus), study for the LSAT at my desk, gaze out my windows at the incredible view of the bluffs and the river!  Etc etc etc.  The list goes on (and on and on).  So I will stop there.  Anyway, it is pretty nice I guess.

Well, Evan is here to gather me for drinks.  I best be off.
My goal is to post more (interesting things) when I get home.  Cheers!

The after:  oh hai again!  Here I am, a bit drunken and smelling of American Spirits (yellow).  And I am okay with all of this!  Tonight was a success.  Good to catch up with a good friend.  Good to drink PBRs and wonderful (free) bloody marys.  Life is silly in this way, don't you think?
I am off to bed now though.  Much studying to do in the AM (well, realistically, the afternoon -- I reserve my mornings for coffee and interwebs time) before I tend bar at 6:00PM.  Goodnight, all.

Album du Moment:  "Boxer" by The National

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

The past

              While browsing through photographs on my laptop I fell upon the following:

These beautiful photos taken by moi.
I miss Oregon.  I miss Washington. 
A lot.
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Absolutely gorgeous, no?
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Moving on... I am seriously looking at a couple of law schools in Chicago.  I love Chicago.  I could live in Chicago.  Chicago could be the perfect fit for me.  However, my mind changes daily regarding this issue of where to move, where to attend law school. 
Eh, stay tuned. 

Album du Moment: "Third" by Portishead
Livre du Moment: Beat The Reaper by Josh Bazell;
Cracking The LSAT by The Princeton Review

Sunday, January 10, 2010

Oh well, okay

Adequately recapping past events to a pseudo-stranger is beyond difficult.  Don't you think?  While sitting at the fancy hotel bar I work at with a co-worker after close, we were discussing, um, things.

Just things. 

Things which have happened over the past six months.  While fumbling over my words and attempting to explain situations and emotions with my hands, I couldn't help but wonder... why am I even trying this?  I can't even put my thoughts together in my own head.  How in the world am I supposed to begin to explain (in a not-too-disclosive-too-soon sort of way) ANYTHING to another person who hasn't been here living through the ups and downs-- my day-to-day? 

Anyway, it is just difficult I think.  At least that is the conclusion of this evening's conversation.  It turned out nicely though.  God, it wasn't a disaster or anything!  Just surprisingly, uh, difficult.

Yeah, difficult.

Once again, words are escaping me.  And if I type the word "difficult" one more time I may throw my laptop out my window.  And, well, talking with my hands doesn't go over too well via the internets.          So.  Goodnight.