danas itty bitty corner of FAME!

modestmouse425 @ 2008-05-06T13:54:00

2008-05-06T20:54:46Z

rgejarjpoeaspgae;rogae;rog how do i view old posts....

modestmouse425 @ 2008-03-04T02:56:00

2008-03-04T09:56:54Z

totally forgot this was still here. interesting

modestmouse425 @ 2006-11-20T20:05:00

2006-11-21T03:05:15Z

havent written in this thing in lord knows how long... but ah well, i wasnt aware anyone was still looking. so for those of you that do--- stop. didnt you once write your own thing about how annoying it was to have an ex go through your old posts? yeah. feels a bit like that. but it is nice to know that you care about me to be a little jealous from time to time- i think i was looking for a little of that when we were going out.

modestmouse425 @ 2006-07-20T10:39:00

2006-07-20T17:40:25Z

thom yorkes new solo album = love

modestmouse425 @ 2006-06-01T09:00:00

2006-06-01T16:03:25Z

instead of delete my last entry all together, i'll just post a correction- im not so proud of myself now. the initial shock has worn off and i feel like a complete wanker.

modestmouse425 @ 2006-05-18T00:20:00

2006-05-18T07:22:16Z

HELP! im involved in a stupid relationship! send help! or at least a large bat!

modestmouse425 @ 2006-05-12T17:21:00

2006-05-13T00:43:34Z

Yes I have responsibilities… Finals to study for and such- but I am not entirely concerned with them at the moment as I was included in that small percent last night. We angled and connived our way into the concert of dizzyingly epic proportions; we made it into tool. The feeling that washed over me as I floated into the dimly lit auditorium, awestruck with anticipation, was perhaps the modern equivalent of a Roman peasant attending a gladiator match at the coliseum. Jay had gone silent, his eyes wide and manner distracted. He had purchased these tickets from one of the disease ridden vermin more commonly referred to as scalpers, and he was surveying the venue as if it were his domain that he fought valiantly for, but was well pleased with the fruits of his toil. The hum of our fellow concert goers built slowly from scattered chatting to an excited buzz, turning the energy of the room into a wholly palpable entity nearly visible to the naked eye. A few rabid groupies were shouting incoherently, other more quietly appreciative fans shot them disapproving glances, and Jay and I sat transfixed by the multitude of blinking lights and buttons of the sound board positioned a few rows in front of us. The show seemed an eternity from starting, yet we were intent on masking our breathless and giddy expectation with silent dignity. A few tech guys flitted across stage, occasionally sticking a chord on an instrument much to the crowds delight. Then finally, as the last few stragglers shuffled in, the lights were snuffed- it seems appropriate to point out that at this moment, my nervous energy was let lose in a Pandora’s Box of unbridled and unearthly shouting- and the surrounding crowd unanimously chimed in with a rumble to rival a space shuttle launch. This was actually going to happen; I was actually going to witness this legendary band live and in its element, something I had lost hope of years before. This was no mere concert, this was a testament to my luck and patience, an experience that would ultimately lead me to better appreciate my existence. The band started up- a sound so glorious and rattling, I wasn’t sure if my already aching vocal chords could express my exhausting gratitude throughout the whole show. Adding to my already immeasurable joy was the opening song, which Jay and I had correctly predicted as the first number... So as Maynard growled the lyrics to “Rosetta Stoned,” we commenced the ancient and uncontrollable ritual of head bobbing and shouting the lyrics into the unimaginable din. Already in shock from just being there, there was no preparing me for what came next- stinkfist. Then, 46 and 2. The Patient. Sober. Lateralus. Schizm. This was not a concert introducing their new album- this was a “best of” tool album in the making. I was going wild. With each song came a peak of emotion, a split second where I remembered when that song was all I needed to feel content. ah, everything- the screaming, the lights, the heat- its all coming back to me in a swirling barrage of emotional extacy. I got to see the band that defines my music taste, i got to see them in optimum conditions. What more could i ask for. I LOVE YOU JAY!!!!

modestmouse425 @ 2006-02-24T11:18:00

2006-02-24T18:19:47Z

so this is fuckin' interesting... im not happy in my relationship right now. what do i do?

modestmouse425 @ 2006-01-29T13:24:00

2006-01-29T20:45:28Z

since my mom refused to put shiloh down after his hellacious accident, (he was dragged by his neck on the highway when the door of the horse trailer he was riding in fell open) the story has been in popular circulation in groups of horse lovers and good samaritains alike. A man who represents a top veterinary medical supply company has donated thousands of dollars in medication, a woman who lives nearbye the stable my mom had been keeping shiloh at is now boarding him for free, and a team of vets in Canada somehow got wind of it and are now holding confrences as to how to preform very advanced skin graft operations for him. My mother was just recently contacted by phoenix newspaper for an interview and a story that may help bring in charity donations. As of this werent a miracle enough, Shiloh is now wel enough to come out of his stall and walk around. he whineys at and nuzzles everyone who will come near him, and is just generally in high spirits. It feels like one of those sappy made for tv movies. Thanks to everyone who responded to my last post- It did worls of good to have support during such an emotional disaster.

modestmouse425 @ 2006-01-14T22:13:00

2006-01-15T05:35:44Z

I spent an hour on the phone tonight trying to console my hysterical mother. it took me a bit, but through her wailing i finally figured out what had happened. As a few of you know, my mom has a horse, shiloh, who is her baby... Well today one of her riding buddies was trailering their horses up to Payson to do some riding in the mountains. But while they were on the highway going up there, the improperly latched trailer door swung open, and shiloh tumbled out onto the freeway. My mom was driving behind the trailer and watched it all happen. Shiloh is at an emergency vet right now, and they arent sure how he's doing, but if he makes it he will never be ridden again. I wish I werent up here, i wish i could be home hugging her and telling her he'll be ok- but im here, helpless and horrified.

modestmouse425 @ 2006-01-07T00:32:00

2006-01-07T07:41:12Z

i am aDRUNK! and my FEE-ON-SAY is inda room rrrryght abuve me.......... i wanna sex sooooo much!!! my mom wasthe wun that fgot me like this, all drunk and stuff!!!!!! ohgeeeeze.... all i wunt is ta get slammed hard aginst a mattress/wall/carseat WHATEVER and to make them standerd sex noises!!!!!!!!! dumb parents!!!c dumb small echoee house!!!!!!!!! i want some HOT OILY SPANKY MONKEY SEX!!! BAAAAAAH! oh and amber, we sghould hang out, i wunt you 2 meat BRADY.

Look what i got to play with!

2005-12-29T06:05:11Z

These first 3 images show a chain of events- the rest are just for fun

BEHOLD! A baby tarantula on our driveway!

I Poke the tarantula

Tarantula gets in defensive pose and tries to bite me. This is when I went back inside, making high pitched effeminent noises on the way.

Scout and Isabeau make friends

my feet enjoy a good sunset when they can.

Josh being fashionable at fashion square

me being fashionable in _hell_ (dillards)

showing off big time- the results of intensive sit up sessions. plus the lighting is cool

I had to lure this thing off the roof by plopping the hamster on the deck- i had to run out and kick a 2ft bird, but the hamsters ok, and i got a neat pick.

modestmouse425 @ 2005-12-28T15:25:00

2005-12-28T22:31:05Z

my hair looks like a giant ice cream swirl

modestmouse425 @ 2005-12-27T10:21:00

2005-12-27T17:22:19Z

mmmmmyyyy camera kicks ASS. pictures to follow

modestmouse425 @ 2005-12-14T19:24:00

2005-12-15T02:26:44Z

Ashley and i went to the animal shelter today just for fun- and i found a kitty for my mom! were gonna have a christmas kitty!!!

modestmouse425 @ 2005-12-12T06:42:00

2005-12-12T13:44:43Z

odd, im not nervous for this spanish final. i probably should be, but im afraid apathy has set in early this year... ill do fine. or not, whatever. ive got more to worry about than this... like, figuring out how and when to tell my parents brady and i are gonna move in together.

modestmouse425 @ 2005-12-08T01:03:00

2005-12-08T08:04:40Z

i had a bit of an episode tonight... i hadnt eaten in a few days or slept- and i think my body started to shut down or something. oh well no matter, to cheer myself up I DOWNLOADED THE NEWEST HARRY POTTER MOVIE! I RULE!

modestmouse425 @ 2005-12-04T00:19:00

2005-12-04T07:20:43Z

why do i feel totally alone and uninspired when he dosent call. hmm. its time to write a letter.

modestmouse425 @ 2005-11-29T11:34:00

2005-11-29T18:35:33Z

my underwear is oppressing me...

i love photoshop

2005-11-25T20:50:02Z

modestmouse425 @ 2005-11-14T12:32:00

2005-11-14T19:37:52Z

well i found amanda... shes married. and pregnant. not all in that order.

modestmouse425 @ 2005-11-10T13:42:00

2005-11-10T20:49:23Z

damn my neck is killing me... some stupid girl on her cell rammed colbys car from behind last night when we were stopped... my head did that ragdoll thing you see crash test dummies do... not only that but britney ended up not being able to do her modeling thing we were driving her to. i wanted to strangle the dumb girl with her cell phone charger cord.

modestmouse425 @ 2005-11-08T06:10:00

2005-11-08T13:11:42Z

I CANNOT TURN OFF MY BRAIN. it is 6:15 in the morning and i still havent gone to bed... this is helacious, why cant i sleep... Ive spent the last 6 hours pouring over website upon website looking for leads on how to contact amanda bledsoe for some reason completely unknown to me at this time. bah... i just want sleep...

RAAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!

2005-10-18T00:39:47Z

i just experienced one of the most aggitating perils of being female... I went to radioshack looking for an s-video to rca cable. i know what it is, what it does, and how much it costs. However, the grinnging salesman informed me i needed about 4 different kinds of converters, and only shook his head condesendingly when i said "no, im only looking for the cord ..." then he said "well honey, im sure one of your guy friends can help you if this is too confusing" The implication being, i am female, therefore an idiot. THANKS FOR NOTHING ASSHOLE

modestmouse425 @ 2005-10-06T23:50:00

2005-10-07T07:18:57Z

well my mind is made up- moving back to Georgia is the only thing thats going to complete me right now. i miss him too damn much to consider anything else, and i am not a patient person... i do what i have to make muhself happy. i sat down and thought hard about it... leaving here would not be as hard as living another hour without knowing when i get to see him again.