Summers been good to me, filled with ridiculous nights of fireworks and drinks and prowling . The lyfe, and now i am about to go to Cleve. The highlight is to come this week, and i will be sure to write about it in a few days.
Whilst marginally watching some Disney channel show/movie amalgamation two seconds ago, i cringed in sick distaste to hear Nick Jonas pedantically say to some “douchy-er, less sensitive” antagonistic rock-star character that he “cares about his fans, not about selling stuff.”
Even the semi-conscious kids are being conditioned to buy shit via terrible dramatic ironies. Either the writers are doublethinking imbeciles, or genius corporate marketing overlords. Based on their successes, i’d have to say the latter.
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[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]“Before I move Off” from Mount Kimbie’s fantastic new album Crooks & Lovers. Its totally in line with the unbearably lightness of being theme thats been going on in my brain lately, even though I kinda loathed the book.
Uncalled for hiatus. Have been suffering from midday sloth-ism after the initial “its summer” hurrah days, so have been trying to solve some math problems. stuck on how to find the rate at which water is being added to a cone which is simultaneously losing water at a given rate, while the general height of the water level continues to increase at an also given rate. So yeah. Water incoming..water leaving..height increasing…cone staying the same…*sigh*
*update: i figured the problem out, the key being that both incoming and expulsion rates are constant
**update: just realized how pitiful the last update was
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[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]Couple Dollas [Prod. by Rami] (Featuring Skooda Chose) - Chip tha Ripper
Chieri thought “Hustlin’” by R.Ross was more relevant.
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On my hustle game; just waited in line for numerous hazy hours at SJ Apple Store with an ungodly quantity of cash, waiting patiently for the iPhone 4. Before I give the impression that I give a fuck about trivial, soon-to-be obsolete gadgets, the situation is far more complicated than meets the eye. All that matters is that I get payed. I foresee prodigious line waiting, sample eating, and money making in the near future..at least more so than whatever I get now. Which is nil. So hurrah for a shady business venture
went to see what my homeboy ty was up to, ended up hopping into the pool at his complex at 11 pm, and it was warm as shit. good times, no homo. But that jacuzzi was the crack spot. As far as I can tell, this is to become an every weeknight thing, but with various modifications to enhance the experience (barbecue, hookah…maybe girls. thats a big maybe). anyhow, anyone up for a 2 week no shower challenge with me? anyone? no? oh..well…i didnt want to do it anyways..
Grad parties are just great, free food galore, without a pressing need to bring gifts. Anyways, tomorrow, B Towne for some admissions shit. Oh, and today I took rose bush cuttings, used some plant hormone, and planted em in hopes for root-age…if it works, I will continue to invest hope into modern horticulture. Soooo…should I start a chemistry refreshment + teaching myself Taylor series next week? Ehhhhhhh. I’ll go get a couple books on botany and properly do this garden monkey business; its still science, i guess
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I would marry this girl
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summer project. Gardening with my grandpa; just today, two grapevines, a blueberry..shrub, roses, and tomatoes were planted. Will post pictures!
Sid’s party was dopetastic, and I am slowly recollecting bits and pieces via the help of others (my shirt was off at denny’s, screaming along to “passing me by,” limbo, etc.) For now, I have to go to Mission’s graduation in order to make up for cutting out on Anjana at mine..so Anooj and I stole a large amount of flowers from various neighborhoods to make those kids leis. GOOD TIMES
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