Hearts on Spires

I got super ill this week and fainted once, then almost did again after deciding it was a good idea to go to class anyways. I have to get some tests done but I really don't want to; I'm sick of doctors, sick of tests, sick of results where they just say, "Well, we're not really sure!" and then continue to do more tests. Yadda yadda, I get it. Admittedly, I am lucky that our insurance at least somewhat covers this, so don't think I'm not grateful. I'm just tired of them, that's all.

On a brighter note, BeezyTalk has been going well! We were twice an example of how to spread the word about your radio show, haha, which was lovely because we certainly have put in a ton of effort into advertising, deciding the best track orders, etc. Our playlist the first week was something along these lines (though the order isn't correct at all because I didn't save it):

1. Adam Sky vs. Mark Stewart (Crookers remix) - We Are All Prostitutes
2. Chase & Status - Eastern Jam
3. Elvis Presley - A Little Less Conversation
4. Bob Dylan - The Times They Are A-Changin'
5. Themselves and WHY? - Canada
6. Death From Above 1979 - Blood In Our Hands (Justice remix)
7. Beatles - Across the Universe
8. Crookers - Love to Edit
9. Platters - Unchained Melody (in honor of Patrick Swayze!)
10. Kid Sister - Pro Nails (Rusko remix)
11. Frank Sinatra - I've Got the World On a String
12. Santogold - Creator
    
13. cLOUDDEAD - Jimmy Breeze Side A
14. Benga - Night
15. Louis Armstrong - Jeepers Creepers
16. Imogen Heap - Hide & Seek (Enigma remix)
17. Rusko - V and HipHop
    

This week, we played (in more accurate order, but still not exactly right):

1. Bumblebeez - Dr. Love (Crookers remix)
2. Global Deejays - Sound of San Francisco
3. Beach Boys - Wouldn't It Be Nice?
4. Water Bears - Repent
5. Cut Copy - Hearts on Fire (Polygon Palace remix)
6. James Brown - Sex Machine
7. Ratatat - Crips
8. Louis Armstrong & Bing Crosby - Gone Fishin'
9. Beatles - Hey Jude
10. The Cure - Boys Don't Cry
11. Flying Lotus - 1983
12. Beirut - Elephant Gun
13. WHY? - Rubber Traits
14. Rusko - A1 Original Cut (I'm not sure if that's the actual name of the track, but that's the name it came with when I got it from someone's computer/downloaded it, can't recall)
15. Don Rimini - Let Me Back Up (Crookers remix)
16. Daft Punk - Technologic

Overall, they've gone over well and we've had a lot of people say they listened and enjoyed! :)

My hair is so weird and yellow. I can't tell if I hate it or like it. I usually change my hair by season; birds fly south for the winter, I go blonde. I want blue hair but it'll look terrible with my dress for Passing On's premiere in two weeks. After that, it'll be blue. This is the dress I'll be wearing + the style of hair (fingerwaves!)

(I'm third from the left,
my date was Mohammad who's on the right of me)

Oh, and NOCTURNAL WONDERLAND IS TOMORROW.

Womp womp.

• BeezyTalk's first show went really well. We generally at between 16-18 listeners which, for a brand new show at a small college's station, isn't bad. I may have accidentally said "fuck" on the radio. C'est la vie.
• I'm "blonde" (i.e. some shitty yellow color); hopefully going to blue very soon.
  
• Last night, we went to the Saint Motel show and it was a good time. The fellahs from the band came back to Greg's at Heidi and I's invite and so it was nice to hang out with them, drink a bit, play some games, etc. with a bunch of people. Eric and Justin came down from LA and hung out, as well, along with Zak.
• Zak, Heidi and I went back to our place and then Rae, Eric, and Justin met us there. By the time they got here, us there were dancing in the living room (something Heidi and I had been doing earlier) to old jazz with the Christmas lights on and it was fantastic.
• This morning, our house was fucking loud. Argh. I felt sick for a while and couldn't fall back asleep because I was dehydrated. Even so, it was a good day/night.
• Heidi's sister just arrived a little while ago from NorCal and she's coming shopping with us, then we're going to the beach later. She's a super nice person and she looks IDENTICAL to (if not prettier than) Emily Haines. It's insane.
• Life is G.
• I'm getting better.
  

Oh oh, and MOD Squad was the other night. Extremely fun although I miss when Dillon would DJ and such. They played some good-ish stuff Thursday night, though, and some pretty shitty stuff, so it was still funsies to dance hard once more.

Sweaty and blonde


Me, Joe, & Heidi supplying flyness


Tyler (i.e. Beezy #3) giving us hugs


Ridiculous.

MLIG

BeezyTalk is (almost positively) THURSDAY NIGHTS @ 8. Our lives our fucking G considering that is an insanely sick time slot; I'm extremely stoked.

We've been planning our first show and a few people said they'd come back to DJ at some point during the semester, as well as quite a few buds who are going to guest occasionally. Here are a couple of our posters. (By the way, we obviously aren't A+ with photoshop but they're still fun.)

Watch the moon and hope the damn thing crumbles.

Writer's block is possibly one of the most frustrating things your mind can do to you. Some days, I breathe Times New Roman and think in size 12, and then there are nights like tonight when I have a specific thing I need to write but can't force the words to come out. It's absurd.

My feet are dirty and so they're hanging off the side of the bed because I hate having anything on my sheets that's unclean.

Prompts can suck my dick, to put it blatantly. To put it more politely, prompts are irritating and make it quite a bit tedious to write as opposed to being a positive experience.

Yadda yadda. Vomit word matter. Goodnight, sir.

Bacon Cupcakes & Beyond

Doubtful.

However, this weekend was really goddamned good. It was one of the best I've had in CA.

• Thursday, Chelsea and Taylor drove from IDAHO down to Orange. We got Cherry on Top with Heidi, went to a lingerie ("or less") party, got tipsy, and went back to the house to hang out more.
• Friday - Nathan, Eric, and Elizabeth came over and Heidi, Taylor, Chelsea, and I made dinner for everyone. Anna came home, we all swam for a while and drank quite a bit. We all ate the tasty pancake, fruit, and bacon cupcake noms and it was a really good time. I may have burned a few pancakes, though...
  
• That night, we went to Street Fair which was actually really fun despite the fact that I hate crowds 85% of the time. I am quite good at navigating through them, though, due to my hatred of them.
• Post-street fair, everyone migrated over to Studio D (Greg/Mikey/Kristi/Steph's) and continued drinking and having a lovely night. A few people stayed over and the next morning, I was fucking wiped-out-sleepy.
  
• Saturday - We woke up around 1:30ish, so half the day was gone. Chelsea and Taylor went to visit her brother in Placentia and Heidi & I stuck around the house IIRC.
• Later that night (!), we four went to the Saloon's party and danced for literally 2+ hours straight due to some lovely folks DJing and making it a good time.
• Considering that at this point, we were wasted, we went back to our house but stopped at Jack in the Box first and couldn't stop fucking giggling. It was, for some reason, an insanely funny trip.
• Got home, had Bryan, Chad, Greg, and Ryan over, and then passed the fuck out.
  
• Sunday - Heidi and I went with Wes and Mikey to LA to go to LACMA and see the Korean exhibition. It was incredible, I can't even go into detail. If you have access, go see it yourself - "Your Bright Future" is what it's all called (as well as one of the pieces) and it's fucking fantastic.
• We went to Chinatown and ate at the restaurant where Rush Hour took place!
• Got home, passed out.

Also, a note: looks like BeezyTalk IS happening this semester! We are indeed having a radio show and we'll be asking a few of our buds to hopefully stop back when in Orange and do some DJing. It'll be a wide-range of music variety but I promise, there'll be something for everyone and we've got a few tricks up our sleeves ;D

Short shooorts.


Nathan receiving a 40 from Heidi.


Making noms in our kitchen.




Chelsea and I!


Maple cupcakes + maple vanilla frosting + bacon = WOW AWESOME. Thank you, Chelsea.


Heidi, me, Jessica being beezies.


Super cereal.


Aww, Nate and us.


I look weird in glasses.






Daaancin'.




The fellahs that showed up and the chiquitas that were already there.




SO AWESOME. This was at LACMA.

Too late.

It is 74 degrees outside now, according to weather.com, but I'm willing to bet it's 80+ in my room at the moment. FUUU-. Today, despite being my worst day of the school week (Intro to Creative Writing 1-2:15, Composing Self 2:30-3:45, Beauty of Physics 4-5:15, Social Problems 7-9:50 and then Chappy Radio meeting), went fairly well. I'm tired, sure, but I feel like it's easier to "watch what I eat" and "exercise more" when I live fifteen minutes walking from campus (so it's not close enough to actually want to drive, not that I even have a car, but I could go in with Rae/Anna) and don't have time to eat much.

Lots of Odd Nosdam, Rusko, and M83 today. Astronautalis and Water Bears have been up there lately, too. Speaking of music, a list of things I'm doing this weekend:

• Having Chelsea over! I'm so excited to hang out with her and her boyfriend for a few days.
• Orange International Street Fair! Food + beer + lots of people = always awesome, minus the "lots of people" part. :)
• Going to the Saloon's party on Saturday as well as the "Octopus Party" that Daniel, Tyler, and somebody else (I think) are having that night.
• Going into the desert with Chelsea and her fellah as well as maybe Heidi or somebody, exploring, hiking, drinking, and taking pretty pictures.
• Going up to LA on Sunday with Wes to go to Amoeba and a few other places. It'll be a nice quiet day away from Orange.
  
• Cleaning the house a hell of a lot, particularly my floor and the kitchen floor.
  

Problem: Heat
Solution: Smoke menthols in the pool (while listening to Louis Armstrong).
????
PROFIT!

This is Chelsea! She's super fantastic, gawgeous, and a nice gal.
I'm stoked to introduce her around and such; I believe she's coming to the Saloon!

Heidi and I on one of the 4092384 100+ degree days.


Getting drunk with Greg at the Syc + Shaf house nearby, y/y?

I want to goddamned sleep. Why is this so difficult given how insanely tired I am? I take sleep medication- I get drowsy the next day and not even while I'm trying to sleep. I try relaxing all of my muscles- I feel sweaty and sickened. I try to just lay back for a while and close my eyes like a normal person usually does- I get cramps, I feel like punching my ovaries, and I get onto the goddamned internet like it'll somehow assist.

August is over.

Thank goodness. I'm hoping it cools off in the near future; it's been almost exclusively in the 90s-100s these past two weeks with the exception of today, which was 88. Today was Steph's birthday so we went over to Studio D and hung out for a while there. I need to get my bike (!) fixed asap so I don't need to walk in this goddamned heat.

My classes are actually pretty sick with the exception of Intro to Creative Writing. I'm taking it with a fellow who seems to have a little too much to prove. Somewhat pretentious, it seems, and that frustrates me, but I'll give it a chance, it's required for my major, + it's at 1pm and it's my first class on Mondays so I really don't feel like giving it up. We're reading some good stories; I just am pretty doubtful of the structure of the class considering we literally ONLY read stories for the first 9 weeks - that is, no poetry, no creative nonfiction, no journalism, etc. and then we work on one story the rest of the semester. Not happy about that, but ah well.

However! Right after that class, I have a class called Composing the Self with Doug Sweet and oh my dear god, that man is fucking awesome. I am SO thrilled to have a class with him. He lacks the normal bullshit teachers put between you and themselves, and hates the "intro, thesis, transition sentences, three body paragraphs, fuckfuckyaddayadda" bullshit that so many teachers (ahem, Writing About Film last year) absolutely adore. As writers, though, do they honesty believe anybody's that interested in those sorts of essays? If Sex, Drugs, and Cocoa Puffs had been structured that way, I doubt I would've read past the first page. Anyways, Sweet = the teacher I'm most stoked about since I got to Chapman. There's no real "structure" to the class, he doesn't bullshit, he's into creative writing whether it's poetry or prose or creative nonfiction or whatever you want, and he's an avid learner/reader/teacher. I am seriously so stoked on this class.

I'm also taking Beauty of Physics, a non-math physics class. The teacher's pretty chill, gave us cake (which some random nice fellah brought to Heidi and I), and it was a good time. I actually am interested in the subject matter and hopefully won't totally blow at it like I did in high school. At the least, I won't be quite as deterred as I was back then by all the goddamned math.

I'm taking six classes this semester (tomorrow I've got Studies in Literary Tradition at 10 and then Elementary Arabic at 5:30; Wednesday's the same as today but with Social Problems from 7-10pm), so I have to be extra serious. Or serious at all. Something like that.

Hopefully I'll be working on sets in the near future; I know for sure that I'll be on Elise's in October/November and somebody else's around then, too, and that one'll pay. :D However, I need a real job asap. I am applying to a daycare nearby this week; I can't think of a more fun job than working with little kids besides working with animals, haha.

Over and out.