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October 30, 2005
Hope
This is definitely my "live in a ghetto, depressing apartment" season of life. Relationships are all that really matter.
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October 24, 2005
Yeah, i've got my degree...
Have you ever gone to great lengths to open something only to realize afterwards that the manufacturer of the thing you were trying to open perforated it so as to make opening easy and stress free? I just practically got the jaws of life out to open my new complementary manicure kit that came with my complimentary shick quattro razor. Luckily i became aware of the perforation in time before just giving up. Its a good thing too because my fingernails were freaking long. My whole life people have introduced me as "Chris Cox". Its never just "Chris". My two names function as one. Close friends talk about me using both my names. There are others I know who fall victim to this phenomenon as well. Welp, thats my random journal entry for this evening. I'm supposed to be arranging a choral piece right now. Its one of the two things i need to do to complete my b.a. But here it is, 11:57 and i have done nothing. Not because i'm lazy or feel its too difficult. I just really hate doing crap like that. Okay, here i go. Im gonna do it. Seriously.
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October 20, 2005
Songwriting
You just can't quantify it. Sometimes I sit for hours playing and singing nonsense, desperate to get something halfway memorable out. Other times I wake up in the morning (ok, ok, afternoon) and have it in my head. The whole thing. This is both wonderful and terrible. This is the reason so many bands have the sophomore slump, having written their second record in 1/8 the time they took to write their first. Plush was again intimate last night, but a lot of fun. Corey brought a T5 and while i couldn't really hear it, it looked really cool. I love the fact that the weather actually justified, even necessitated the scarf i wore last night. I just want to drink coffee and be with the girl i love. This is definitely my favorite time of year.
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October 18, 2005
Four
4:00 is the line between artsy and freak. A 3:30 entry would be passionate and deep. But now that its 4:18 in the morning its just weird. I told myself i'd get up early and go running. statistically speaking, not going to happen. But thats okay its raining. I just wrote this long thing, and then for some reason highlighted the entire thing, and pressed one key, erasing all i had written. Dammit. I've been listening a lot to Motion City Soundtrack lately and cannot believe how catchy depression can be. I've also been listening to Fall Out Boy, but they are trying a little too hard. And they need to play higher notes. In standard tuning. Anyway, im going to see both those bands on Halloween. The toenail that was smashed during the kayaking incident mentioned in the previous entry just fell off.
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October 14, 2005
Church or Whatever
Let me begin my just saying that I think i came pretty close to dying this morning. Moses, Jessie and I went kayaking and ended up in a pretty bad spot. It was actually pretty sweet. Seriously, how many times in life are you actually in your primal survival mode. Ok so on to what i want to say.
I want to start a church and call it "Church or Whatever". And perhaps on the stationary and business cards add the sub title "The church for the post-post-moderns". Because I feel that a lot of people out there feel the way I do in their inability to relate to the christian church. Maybe the subtitle should be "if you don't know, we can't tell you" in reference to the ambiguous and weird title. That is what Louie Armstrong said when someone asked him what jazz was. "If you don't know I cant tell you." He probably began the sentence with the word "Baby" though. Anyway, this church would talk about a lot of different things ranging from what Freud had to say about a males' relationship with his mother to if and why pre-marital sex is wrong to how sweet the latest jeans are. Because I think that we are fed up with the church trying to compartmentalize life. The truth is: everything affects everything. The mood im in because of the color of paint on the walls affects the conversation I have with so and so which affects a million other things from there. I think we're fed up with all the meaningless christianese bullshit that so permeates our sunday mornings. I think we should behave and speak in the same manner on sunday mornings as we do throughout the week, within reason of course. Because you cannot lie to God. He knows how full of crap I am. He knows that my motivation for speaking with the tone of voice I do on sundays is self centered, sinful, and has absolutely nothing to do with him. If i've ever preached in my life i think it was just now. So Church or Whatever could have "Elders or whatever", "Sunday School or Whatever" and so on. Just to be cute.
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October 11, 2005
Sick
I can't tell if I have really bad allergies or if im sick. Last night Moses (see previous journal entry) and I drank two buck chuck, ate microwaveable italian food and watched Lost In Translation. Great times. That movie. Oh that movie. My friend Paul says that if you keep asking the question "why" you will eventually come up with the answer "I don't know". He's right.
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October 10, 2005
Moses
I just got back to my apartment after being gone all weekend and taking up my entire living room is a tent, inside which sleeps my friend, roomate and drummer, Moses. Awesome. I just asked him why he did it, and he didn't really know. I love that guy. Life is good for me. Im really looking forward to next weekend. Thursday in San Luis Obispo and friday opening for the Mike Marion band at their record release. So here's a random thought: our generation is so well documented that our children, and the rest of the future will have no question as to what we looked like or how life was for us. We have cameras everywhere and a new reality show every 12 minutes. I think its strange because we cannot really know what life was like for our ancestors because of their lack of technology. There is something romantic about that. There is an odd sort of hope that I think we take from not really knowing how they lived their lives. I know that the same type of thing will happen for future generations looking back at us, but it won't be the same. Not in a bad way, just different. But, with all the earthquakes, floods, wars and rumors of wars happening, who knows how many future generations there will be. I don't know weather to take Jesus literally or not when he talks about that stuff. I don't really want to know. There is a lot I don't really want to know because in my not knowing, I have hope. Like the reasons for all the shit that happens in this world that God loves and governs, and how my great great grandfather proposed to his wife. Ignorance is bliss. And while I cannot and do not choose to be ignorant, i take comfort in the fact that, on some level, i always will be.
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October 04, 2005
Steve O
If you haven't seen the video of an intoxicated Steve O being "interviewed" on the Adam Corolla show, you need to google it and watch now. Just don't let the severity of the situation get to you. I am addicted to myspace. It's currently "undergoing routine maintenance" and i can't handle it. Nothing really substantial to say.
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October 01, 2005
Eventually
Plush was intimate tonight. I had a lot of fun, if for no other reason than the decor inside the place. After the show we went to Richard's (bass) parents' house. We watched anchorman, drank bud light and ate chicken parmesan. Their house is so homey. (and they don't just button the top of their shirts. Not that kind of homey) You walk in and you're just like "ahh. yes". It makes me even more aware of the fact that, while i love being young and having virtually no commitments, there is a big part of me that can't wait to have something close to the Marion residence. I can't wait until the address on my checks matches the address on my license, which also matches the place I actually live. Who knows, maybe if and when that stage of life does happen for me i'll be one of those guys who is constantly talking about how great things were back in my day. Because I guess this is my day. Its not its all its cracked up to be. Im not complaining. I have it really really good. And the truth is, a house and a wife kids and a dog will not make me any happier. Right?
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