White Rabbits

So. Went for a nice bike ride over to the park, met up with a friend of mine, and then went from there to another park across the way... except, en route, I did a little bike stumble and managed to gash my finger really nicely (and skin my other knuckles as well).

Long story short, ended up having to get picked up by my dad, go home, and F***ING SCRUB AT MY GAPING WOUND with a BRISTLE BRUSH to get all the dirt and stuff out. (BTW yes, that REALLY HURTS. I don't recommend it.)

Even now we're not sure if it's really clean. Hopefully it doesn't get infected or anything.

And, because it was after 6 on a Sunday, naturally, there were no medical places open. So yeah. Fun stuff.

In other news, I love the White Rabbits.

Random Noteworthy Remarks

The Stalagmites is a GREAT name for a band.

Browsing

Just finished going through the archives of the Zebra Girl webcomics. It's really interesting to see the difference between the older and the newer comics - the artist has really come a long ways in terms of storytelling, layout, and detail skills. I totally approve, and look forward to seeing more from him.

I continue to like the playlist I made in this post. Listen to it on random, and it is good.

I added a new wish on the Corrupted Wish boards:

I wish I had a free wish, with no consequences but those which I dictate.

The response:

define consequences:
the physical, social, psychological or emotional effects of a behavior.

Wish granted. You make your second wish. You dictate positive consequences as one would expect. You're living the dream, and everything seems great... Then one day you develop low-self esteem and become self-mutilating. From that day on you live the most terrible and miserable life anyone has ever lived, because now, you dictate negative consequences.

I wish I could see the eye of a tornado and be untouched.

(one a side note, I think paradoxical wishes are awesome. It takes a whole lot more thought to try and corrupt a wish that seems incorruptible. I would like to know what exactly jcroxmisox would have wished for the second wish.)

My response in turn:

Wouldn't you like to know? ;P

Iris

This is really, very fascinating and cool: [ l i n k ]

Totally makes me want to go examine my own irises. O_-'

And this is what I think whenever I think of "iris". Not to be a nerd, or anything.

And check this out. ;)

I like the song I Write Sins, Not Tragedies by Panic! At The Disco (who, quite honestly, sound almost identical to Fall Out Boy).

Sisterly Affection

My sister will appreciate this, I think. I pretty much made it for her.


SeeqPod Music beta - Playable Search

I mean, sheesh, if this isn't enough OK Go for some time, then I don't know what could possibly be.

As a side note, I really need to finish reading Carroll.

Music Gets Into the Blood

Right now I'm on Pandora, and I'm totally digging the Howard Shore station. I mean, it's pretty much amazingly bomb.

If my title is true, than my blood is currently singing out wonderfully haunting vocals with epic soundtracks. You should honestly try this station.

College Is Strange

You know, I think I'm going to have to keep telling you about my experiences. Might happen every post. Just a forewarning - it tends to be on my thoughts a lot.

Even when I don't know the answers to my history test, I still end up being the first one to finish. It's not a bad thing - I'm just a bloody fast reader and a pretty good first-drafter. I'm usually happy with what I write at first go.

Anyway. After I was done I went to Starbucks with a couple of other students, a boy and a girl in their early twenties, who had finished. We had fifty minutes to muck about until class started up again. For some odd reason I figured that we would walk there. After all, I had been planning to. But instead we trekked across the parking lot and into the girl's car. It wouldn't have been too bad, except that both the kids smoked. I hate the smell, and I'm smart enough not to show it. They cussed a bit as well, which I didn't mind nearly as much: mental stench is easier to ignore than physical stench. The girl wanted to go to Fred Meyer afterwards, which I declined, wherein she drove me back and then took the boy to Meyers.

On the trip back she played Hotel California. A truly remarkable song. Classic rock, and I like it.

Also I finished a fascinating book: Eccentrics by David Weeks. I really was impressed with the book, and his insights into the joys of originality. If one realizes where the personal originality would become even better with the marvelous joys of Christ, one is even better off.

Musical Tastes

Although I like many, many genres of music, I had never known if I favored one such above the rest. I have now discovered that I do. Jazz and swing are the ones that make me move, and the ones that make me want to sing along the most.

How did I find this out? I discovered Big Bad Voodoo Daddy's song You & Me & The Bottle Makes 3 Tonight (which I discovered, of course, on Pandora Radio). So much fun, I downloaded the entire album. The other songs aren't quite as hopping, but still a lot of fun.

I want to sing jazz. Apparently I also have a "jazzy voice", whatever that means. I've been singing soprano for ages, but I'm actually an alto.

Funny how that works out.

Just Exploring

Found a cool site with a ton of games. The site only went public recently, so it's not totally polished, but I've been having a lot of fun anyway.

Well, time for a lunch break.

Also Decyferdown has kind of a cool sound to them. Here's their mySpace.

To Love Your Soul

At the risk of sounding emo, have some song lyrics.

Am I a man who knows how to love, yeah?
When you hate what you fear the most, yeah
I'll wash your feet as you spit in my face
Hey you, I love your soul

I'm gonna love when you hate
You can't outrun or escape this liquid
My life poured out like water
I'm gonna drown you with maddening forgiveness
Hey you, I love your soul

I can't depend on your hate to define my love
Am I strong enough to love your soul?

Love doesn't care to receive what it gives
Bleeding compassion to extreme
Love stretches out to die for its enemies
Hey you, I love your soul

I can't depend on your hate to define my love
Am I strong enough to love your soul?
No bounds on the deep, no bounds on the wide
Am I deep enough to love your soul?

GOD I want to swim in the deep of You

GOD in You I'm strong enough,
strong enough, strong enough

I can't depend on your hate to define my love
Am I strong enough to love your soul?
No bounds on the deep, no bounds on the wide
Am I deep enough to love your soul?

- Skillet, Hey You, I Love Your Soul

At the risk of sounding melodramatic and emo, suffice it to say that I'm feeling this song right now.

Want to Listen to a Bunch of Free Music

... which is based off your favorite artist or song - a generated playlist? One that you can change the song, the lineup, and have multiple playlists saved? All online, for free?

Well, heck yes! But there's no way anyone would do that for free.

I've never been so glad to be proved wrong.

Basically what you do is go to MSN's new Pandora Radio and type in your favorite band or song. A playlist is generated based on that, and you get to listen to the entire thing for free.

Just found it today. I've been messing with it. I'm pretty much in love.

Music + Discovery

= Musicovery!

This site is a rather well-polished little gem I found. I play around with it when I get tired of listening to my own music library but don't really know anything new I want from LimeWire. Sometimes it gives me great new songs, other times it just sort of makes me cringe and rush to change the song. Either way, I love the fact that you can pick your playlist based on genre, mood, tempo, or a combination of these.

You should check it out.

SINGLE WHINE: No skip button. You click on a new song, it switches the playlist order. Annoying as heck until you decide to ignore it. >_>