My most listened as of now.

On the note of passing along good music, art, etc. which this blog was intended to do...

Here are my five favorite albums in the alternative/indie/acoustic/whatever-genre-it-even-is-that-i-listen-to-these-days-anyway genre that I can't stop listening to right now. I'd like to pass them along to you;

5. Julia Nunes- I Wrote These

Definitely worth listening to if you're interested in the whole ukulele deal. Also, she's hilarious. You can visit her youtube channel here.

4. Bon Iver- For Emma, Forever Ago

Beautifully simple lyrics and sweeeet harmonies. Also, the amount of flannel Justin Vernon wears makes me feel like I'm in a log cabin somewhere. You can check out their performance on 'The Late Show' here.

3. Pomplamoose- Videosongs

A really unique sound with a near retro quality; they're worth listening to. You can watch their video songs, as well as find the link to buy their album here.

2. Reverie Sound Revue- Reverie Sound Revue EP

When a band breaks up and someone still recommends them you know it means something. I mean you don't see many people telling you to pick up Creed's last album do you? I love their sound. They're actually back together now and released an album in June. I'm crazy addicted to their song One Marathon.

1. Tegan and Sara- Sainthood, The Con, So Jealous

Did I seriously just recommend three different albums by the same artist? Yes, yes I did. I'm a little obsessed and I'm not ashamed to admit it. They are brilliant and you're seriously doing yourself a disservice if you don't listen to them NOW.

I hope your boredom was resolved by my humble efforts (:

uhh...

I hope
I hope your heart is broken someday
I hope you think this is about you
I hope you're so vain
I hope she doesn't hurt you
I hope you're enjoying this
I hope that you're happy, honestly
I hope you don't read this
I hope you do read this
I hope this goes okay
I hope I never do this again
I hope these words will make sense someday
I hope I see you again
I hope you'll call
I hope that one day, I'll stop hoping
I hope you breathe in the air and smell everything that means something to you
I hope your heart is broken someday, seriously, into a million little pieces
I hope that one day, you'll know.

Been there, done that, messed around.
I'm having fun, don't put me down.
I'll never let you sweep me off my feet.
I won't let you in again.
The messages I've tried to send;
My information's just not going in.
Burning bridges, shore to shore.
I break away from something more.
I'm not to, not to love until it's cheap.
Been there, done that, messed around.
I'm having fun, don't put me down.
I'll never let you sweep me off my feet.

This time, maybe, I'll be
Bulletproof.

Either vs. Or

Either I completely repulse you,
or other people are suddenly magnetized to your life every time I'm in it for any short amount of time.

Either way,
this is never happening again.

Fool me once, shame on you.
Fool me twice, shame on me.

or if you want to go with the George W. Bush version;
"Fool me once shame on...wait...fool me...well, fool me you can't get fooled again."

Call it Off

I don't think I'm ever going to get over how good "The Con" by Tegan and Sara is.
From the day it was released to two years later, I'm addicted.

I won't regret saying this,
this thing that I'm saying.
Is it better than
keeping my mouth shut?
That goes without saying.
Call, break, it off.
Call, break, my own heart.
Maybe I would have been something you'd be good at.
Maybe you would have been something I'd be good at.
But now we'll never know,
I won't be sad, but in case,
I'll go there.
Everyday,
To make myself feel bad.
There's a chance I'll start to wonder
If this was the thing to do.
I won't be out long but I still think it better if,
You take your time coming over here-
I think that's for the best.
Call, break, it off.
Call, break, my own heart.
Maybe I would have been something you'd be good at.
Maybe you would have been something I'd be good at.
But now we'll never know,
I won't be sad, but in case,
I'll go there.
Everyday,
To make myself feel bad.
There's a chance I'll start to wonder
If this was the thing to do.

There's a chance I'll start to wonder
If this was the thing to do.
(Tegan Quin)

Correctin'.

"I've got wish I had a cure.
I've got wish I had the cure for you."

scrubbin'.

"I've got a cure.
I've got the cure for you."

fragments

life. mistakes. sometimes. still not the right time. tegan and sara binge. optimistic. just haven't met the right girl yet. it's pretty decent. don't want to date you. definitely don't want to date you. still not the right girl. friends, still? i shouldn't have done that in the first place. sometimes. gotta try to know how you feel. don't want anything from you. your friendship. my fragments don't make sense. when I tried to type 'make' I typed 'want'. Freudian slip. or something like it. sunshine's nice. clingy. am I clingy? no. hell no. bad place again. oops. that's my bad this time. maybe someday. life. this was a dumb exercise.

"Oh lets get rich and buy our parents homes in the south of France
Lets get rich and give everybody nice sweaters and teach them how to dance
Lets get rich and build a house on a mountain making everybody look like ants
From way up there, you and I, you and I."

I'll meet my "you" someday.

I play Taylor Swift songs now?

I feel clingy.
I'm not. I promise. I just don't really know what to do, or what I want, or what you want...so I'm trying to figure it out.
I'm not even sure that I like this at all for me right now.

And on a happier note...
I re-strung my Ukulele last night, all by myself.
I thought it was going to be really difficult and that I would probably mess it up in some way, but I didn't.
Re-stringing/Taylor Swift cover for Brittany: Success.
I'd write more about Ace but I feel like I go on and on about it because I love it so much, so I certainly won't do that right now.
I will say, though, that I am most certainly NOT making gift bags for the other starters and our coaches right now.
I am also NOT planning on writing a funny song about English Ace to get everyone pumped up tomorrow.
And we are DEFINITELY not in semi finals tomorrow, and I'm NOT excited.
And we most certainly do not refer to starters as [Scottish accent]LETNER!, Melody 'Olive Branch' Ip, Ducky Low, and J-bad.
And we surely don't love this a little bit more than it's healthy to.

I wish there were more shakespeare nerds in the world.

...and by the world I mean Clemmons.
I've been labeling the date all day as "the ides of march" rather than 3/15/10.
I don't think anyone besides Ashley, Lee, and Mrs. Wood understood why I did that.
Also, English Ace is an epic win. Here's why:

Ip:"Crap...who wrote that?"
Letner:"uh...Judy Blume? No...Spinelli!"
Low:"Cool...How do you spell that?"
Letner:"Spinelli!"
Low:"Yes, but how do you spell it?!"
Letner:"JUST SAY SPINELLI."

Low:"Nick Carroway."
Ip:"No, Jay Gatsby."
Letner:"It's Nick Carroway. I promise."
Badorrek:"NO, It's Gatsby."
Ip:"GATSBY."
Low:"IT'S NICK CARROWAY!"
Letner:"Guys, we're going to win anyway. Say Nick."
Badorrek:"NO!"
Ip: "SERIOUSLY. IT'S GATSBY."
Letner:"JUST SAY STUART EGAN."
Low:"We have our answers. For part A, we have Stuart Egan."

Moderator: "Please answer the following questions about Homer's The Odyssey. A) Who is the protagonist? B)What was his bed made of? C)What war was the protagonist returning from?
Low:"Okay so A) Odysseus, and C) The Trojan war. What about B?"
Letner:"Uh, I know this...some sort of a tree?"
Ip:"Yeah!...but what kind?"
Low:"I'll just say tree."
Low:"For part A, we have Odysseus. For part B, a tree. For part C, the Trojan war."
Moderator: "Could you be more specific on B?"
Letner:"Fuck."
Low:"Damn it, I knew she was going to ask that."
Letner:"uh...Oak?"
Ip:"Shit, what kind of trees are there? Um, Pine? No...they're in Greece...there are olives there...Olive?"
Low:"Sure, why not?"
Low:"For part B, we have Olive?
Moderator:"You have three parts correct for twelve points."
Letner:"...well damn."

Moderator:"Please answer the following questions about Charles Dickens' Great Expectations. A)Who is the protagonist? B)Who is the protagonist's ultimate benefactor? C)What is the protagonist's expected proffesion?"
Low:"Okay so, A, Pip. B...?"
Ip:"Magwitch."
Low:"What about C? Kelli?"
Letner:"Shit, I don't know. A pick pocket? Wasn't there something about him learning to pick pocket?"
Low:"I think he was supposed to be a sheep farmer? Wasn't there a sheep farm in there? There definitely was."
Letner:"A what?"
Ip:"Melissa, he was NOT a sheep farmer."
Low:"Then what do I put?"
Letner:"Please, sur, can I has some more?"
Ip:"Oh geez, I don't know."
Ip:"A pirate. Just say a pirate."
Low:"But...!"
Moderator:"Time."
Low:"uh...for part A, we have Pip. For part B, Magwitch. And for C...uh...A pirate."
Moderator:"You have two parts correct for a total of eight points. For part C, we were looking for 'a common laborer.'"
Low, Letner, Ip:"...Oh."

Moderator:"Next toss up. Who wrote the novel Push?"
Letner:"Sapphire."
Moderator:"That is correct."
Low:"PRECIOUSSSS."
Moderator:"Yes, West?"
Low:"Nothing."

[Written to each other]
Low:Sorry about the Gatsby question, I thought she said Narrator.
Ip:Narrator≠Proatgonist
Letner:We still won.
Low:Yes, but you could argue that Nick is the protagonist.
Ip:But he's not!
Letner:We still won

here.

Here on my limb,
I post mark the leaves so that when they fall,
you'll know where they came from.

I watch the tops of the heads of dizzied passers by while they swoon.
and my leaves fall floatingly,
down, down, down.

I am above all conjunction,
my dazed-crazy head is too great a lover for traffic lights,
cars,
commotion.

I scoop my heart up next to my knees,
and breathe in the altitude of being too far,
but just close enough.

And I wait for someone
to look up.

Someday

They yell, "Right on!"
A class-act president,
you are my boss; I am competent in your eyes.
Move up.
Don't stand back here and wait
like an animal at a farmers gate-
am I food or am I free?
So, speak up.
This is your last chance, my friend,
roll the windows down and take me in.
Reach out-
say what you're really about.
Are you coming here or not?
Are you coming out?

Might paint something I might want to hang here someday.
Might write something I might want to say to you someday.
Might do something I'll be proud of someday.
Mark my words, I might be something someday.

I don't want to know that you don't want me.
I don't want to know what you'd do without me.
I don't want to know what I'd be without you.
I don't wanna know, I don't wanna know.

(If you don't love Tegan and Sara- I don't love you.)
...
(The above statement is complete hyperbole.)