sleepless fury

october 22nd


Ah. The sun is shining as vibrant as ever.

In a busy rush this morning, I managed to pull my copy of "Weezer" by Weezer (doesn't that sound a little redundant?) out of my CD player in my room, to bring it with me on my venture out into the city. Not that I was going anywhere important or far, but for some reason I've been waking up extra early (also loosing a few hours of sleep in the process) and going to the computer terminals at the library. So, I thought I'd bring a little "extra time music" with me. It's been good, and time went by fast as I continued to type and research for my paper.

It's been awhile since I listened to this album last. Have you ever listened to a particular album or mixed tape, and while doing so a rush of memories comes back to you? I get this often, especially with certain albums that I possess, "Weezer" being one of them. There are a lot of times when I'm listening to music, when a passage or scene from a book comes into my mind. For instance, every time I hear "Hotel California" by the Eagles I think of "the Stand" by Stephen King. I even remembered that when it came on I was first reading about the trashcan man. Wow. I can't believe I remember that. Anyhow, as I was listening to Weezer I remember a couple of things. That a guy who was a junior when I graduated from high school still owes me 50 bucks. Also, numerous conversations about how incredible the album was, and how much my friends and I were losers. Well, we thought so. And let's not forget the way my ex girlfriend used to think it was cute the way I'd sing along to each song without even knowing it.

I put the CD away after I listened to it several times over.

I was walking home after my classes were done when some crazy fellow came up to me and asked if I would give him money so that he could prepare for the end of the world. Looking at the man, I wouldn't have though he was crazy. He was a well dressed man, with clean clothes that even looked iron. He stood tall, and although he was a little scruffy looking, he was what most would consider as handsome. Still, I thought I would humor the man and ask him a few questions. After all, I've done some studying about the end of world myself.

So I ask the crazy bloke, "Oh yeah? And when's the end of the world good man?", and he answers with a "It's coming soon, when the millennium is upon us!". I laughed in his face and walked off.

Now, is just ME, or does anyone else think that it would be WAY to convenient to have the end of world come in the year 2000? I mean, c'mon on now. It's just too obvious of a date, don't you think? Sure, there are the prophecies of Nostradamus and Ellen G. White, etc. etc. etc., but it would make me feel like an idiot if I though that somehow the world and its inhabitants could die on a man-made date. What, a meteor? A great flood? And do NOT say because God chose it. For those that take the Bible as their doctrine should know that it says the He "will come like a thief in the night", when no one in the world is expecting. So, do you think God is a moron? That no one expects this whole year 200 crap? Shesh. Besides, if it does come, it comes.

You know, I hate putting stuff in my eyes. I knew this about myself a long time ago, but I've rediscovered this fact when I had to put some stuff in my eyes before I went to work, due to a sudden redness that had come about due to hanging out with those that smoke. I probably couldn't put contacts on if my life depended on it.

Was Bride of Chucky really number 2 at those box office this past weekend? Oh my.

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