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Name: Cam
Location: the lux, Luxembourg
Birthday: 7/3/1988
Gender: Male
Interests: guitar, drums, writing (music and otherwise), making shittledew, going to guitar center, eating, sleeping, making fun of things
Expertise: drums
Occupation: Operations
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AIM:  cambellssoupman3
Member Since:
12/1/2004
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| Had kind of an itch to do some writing lately...so here I am back to the ol' xanga. I guess a lot has happened in the past 2 months.
Moved into the new place with Ash and I like it a lot; the situation and the apartment. Lots of work needs done around the house but I've really been into that kind of stuff lately. ...I wish I was as motivated to do dishes...though I think Ashley wishes I was as motivated to do dishes more. Haha. I've really found myself having much more fun spending time around the house fixing stuff and getting all my bullshit (I have amassed A LOT of bullshit) in order than I do out at the bars or drinking elsewhere.
Drinking in general, actually, isn't really thrilling me anymore. I still enjoy the occasional beer, particularly when I'm working on tunes, but even then I tend to be annoyed at myself as it is hard to stay focused and energetic with a buzz.
The biggest thing for me right now, though, is my inability to find work. Even though I will be again gainfully employed by The Spectator in the fall and will be back to the financial stability I enjoyed during the previous school year, these few months of being unable to contribute really hang heavy on me. Even with all the spare time in the world to cook, work on the house and write music, it doesn't quite seem right to fully enjoy it while Ashley is busting her ass on the night shift.
Aside from that ONE massive black cloud hanging over my otherwise excellent life...I can't really complain. Ash and I click really well as a couple living-in-sin and I'd like to thing things are only getting better. We've been trying to get out and do a lot of different stuff lately and it is doing us well. Even a day wandering around Erie looking for some festival that turns out to be boring as hell leaves you with a much better feeling than the same day spent on the couch watching House re-runs.
My birthday is this weekend and, at 22, I've decided it would be a good time to stop aging. We'll be making a trip down to Pittsburgh to have dinner with my dad and maybe go to a bar or two in celebration. A much better idea, in my opinion, than having the sort of party many 22 year-olds are fond of. I feel like an old man saying that. I'd like to think I'm not; I just don't want to waste my youth doing crap I wont look back on fondly in years to come (if I can remember it at all).
I really want to express how happy I am in this living situation. While no relationship is 100% perfect, what I've got going on seems to fit pretty well with the sort of lifestyle I'd like to live. Ash and I want very similar things in life, I think, and that is a reassuring thought.
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| A couple things:
I answered 150 multiple choice questions today. sucks.
I have the increasing predisposition that native English speakers who are unable or unwilling to correctly perform simple grammar and spelling tasks are sub-human.
Shallots are great in burgers.
I am currently eating cold beef-a-roni out of the can. It is so much better this way.
I'm pretty much living with Ash full time now and it is great. I am very stoked to move into the new place on the 15th.
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| Life is good
I can ride my bike with no handlebars
Look at me, look at me
hands in the air like it's good to be alive
and I'm a famous rapper
even when the paths are all crookedy
I can show you how to do-si-do
I can show you how to scratch a record
I can take apart the remote control
And I can almost put it back together
I can tie a knot in a cherry stem
I can tell you about Leif Ericson
I know all the words to "De Colores"
And "I'm Proud to be an American"
Me and my friend saw a platypus
Me and my friend made a comic book
And guess how long it took
I can do anything that I want cuz, look:
I can keep rhythm with no metronome
I can see your face on the telephone
Look at me
Look at me
Just called to say that it's good to be alive
In such a small world
All curled up with a book to read
I can make money open up a thrift store
I can make a living off a magazine
I can design an engine sixty four
Miles to a gallon of gasoline
I can make new antibiotics
I can make computers survive aquatic conditions
I know how to run a business
And I can make you wanna buy a product
Movers shakers and producers
Me and my friends understand the future
I see the strings that control the systems
I can do anything with no assistance
I can lead a nation with a microphone
With a microphone
With a microphone
I can split the atoms of a molecule
Of a molecule
Of a molecule
Look at me
Look at me
Driving and I won't stop
And it feels so good to be Alive and on top
My reach is global
My tower secure
My cause is noble
My power is pure
I can hand out a million vaccinations
Or let'em all die in exasperation
Have'em all healed of their lacerations
Have'em all killed by assassination
I can make anybody go to prison
Just because I don't like'em and
I can do anything with no permission
I have it all under my command
I can guide a missile by satellite
By satellite
By satellite
and I can hit a target through a telescope
Through a telescope
Through a telescope
and I can end the planet in a holocaust
In a holocaust
In a holocaust
In a holocaust
In a holocaust
In a holocaust
I can ride my bike with no handlebars
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| A couple of things:
1. Water is the perfect drink because it stops tasting good when you've had enough.
2. I don't understand the "local shows" mystique. There are a lot of good local bands, but in my experience, for every good one there are 4 that are, at the very least, not what I'm into. Its like people don't even care about the bands, they just care about what general genre they are seeing and the fact that they are standing up for way too long in a loud room full of sweaty people. I don't understand. I'd rather see a band in a theater over some room any day.
3. I don't understand people who take lots and lots of pictures of themselves. I'm not talking about the occasional photo for facebook or whatever...this is photo shoot style narcissism. The nostalgic value and magic of one good chance shot is completely negated when it is out of a set of 50 of you doing basically the same thing. There is a difference between needing a good photo for the aesthetic bullshit that is a press-kit...but you people are just doing this to stroke your own egos and show how hip you are.
4. It is finally beginning to get warm out and I am ecstatic. Can't wait for the summer and all the grilling I'm going to do.
5. Today will be the first St. Patrick's day I have the opportunity to celebrate. Awesome 8-) | | |
| Just got back from a trip to Phoenix w/ the paper. Good times. Climbed a mountain out there. I've hiked on the east coast before and I've never been over terrain like this. It was amazing.
Equally amazing was standing on the summit 1200 feet above the bottom of the valley listening to Sadrith Mora on my iPod. I'm going to risk sounding like a twat in pointing out that the chorus seemed really fitting from up there, looking down on the city:
"Sun scorched relics of another world
gleam in the distance haunting
finally silence consumes the earth
peaceful daunting"
Also, I learned that my contempt for less that self-sufficient individuals is pretty much boundless. I'm not making a political point here or anything; I'm more talking about when someone can't get through life without being told what to do or where to be. This kind of lack of awareness is really disturbing. | | |
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