Right now, I'm in bed in a house in Outer Banks. My family rented a house for the week. The weather has been really nice and I'm getting sunburn for the first time. I'm going to have to make my hair black again when I get home. But yeah, I'm pretty sure the hole in the ozone layer was right above the beach today. I was wearing sunscreen and I still got a little crisp.
Let's see, life...
I've been having a decent summer. I'd like to be hanging out with friends more often, but otherwise it's been decent. I won $25,000 from Stride Gum, so I didn't have to get a job. Most of it went to paying off school, but I kept 5,000 for myself. I got a Wii, some games, got my PS3 fixed, took my friends out to dinner, and I'm getting a 50" plasma with speakers for my dorm. Honestly, I feel like a piece of shit because of it, and some of my friends make me feel like shit for it. I know that I don't deserve the money, but I make it a point to be as generous as possible with it.
Other than that anomaly, everything is the same. I wish I were playing music, but I'm not. Me and Dave started up an underground rap project, but that's been stagnant for a couple weeks. We decided on inviting my brother to play drums for my dream project that will never happen. I hope it actually comes together.
I have some solid ideas for my script now. I'll start those really soon.
I'm some kind of poser, because I'm not sure what I like on my own. It seems like I model people around me too much.
I want the new HORSE album to come out now so I can start enjoying music again. I'm so bored of music. The last good album that I've bought that I was actually able to listen to over and over again was the new #12, but I've played a hole in that thing. Jon Karel owns the drums. I tried to quell the hunger with that new Poison The Well album, but it's just not catchy enough for me. It's damn good music, but I can't get into it too well.
I need to do so many things, but I'm so unmotivated. I think I like doing nothing too much. I want to paint, write, learn keyboard, do crafts, go places, etc., but I don't feel like it.
I've been riding my bike a lot lately. I think the week before we left to come here, I rode a total of about fifty miles over the course of four days. It feels good to be outside and doing something.
Dave's phone is broken and that's a piss in my ass. It's my fault though. I chose not to buy umbrella from the umbrella man before in started pouring in Central Park before the Explosions In The Sky show. I'm an idiot.
I'm such a horrible combination of bottled up creativity and relentless laziness.