turn me up

i'm getting chills.

i constantly feel like i'm naked on a cold day.

it's not a bad thing. i feel like a different person recently. i'm just doing everything i want to be doing, and i really love all my friends. (even the hard-to-love types.)

still, i want to fuck something up. i want a change. i want a haircut.

i hope i'm not getting sick or something.

i guess i'm just tired of the mundane things in the world. not the chores, just the unamusing backdrop in which we play out our lives. 

the media and the internet are conspiring to make us boring people. every day, we are told what to watch, to listen to, to buy, and are we supposed to ignore it? give in? accept the lowest common denominator and buy the latest trends. buy little toys that make us drift farther and farther apart.

1850: two friends meet in a bar and share a few beers and laughs.

1900: two friends sit in their homes and have a telephone conversation.

1999: two friends send e-mail and pictures to each other.

2009: two people sit in their homes, clicking through pictures of each other, occasionally leaving amusing 2 to 4 sentence "comments." they can monitor each other's lives through a constantly updating feed. they are "friends."

i hate it.

seriously, people don't even pick up their phone anymore. they just text back to say "you called?"

i can't really imagine anything more smug and lazy.

ultimately, this post has a happy ending.

i have friends who will drop what they're doing and go to montreal. i have friends who i run into at shows without planning to. i have friends who i speak to on the phone because i like the sound of their voice. 

it's a test, ladies and gentlemen, and it's not a hard one. you only need to stop being a lazy, smug asshole, and leave your room. i have too many delusions of rebellion already, and if you deprive me of it anymore, i think i'm going to explode.

just look out the window, and you can see the people living. hollywood.

i am now at uconn, working on a philosophy paper, and my car is probably getting towed.

don't judge me too hard on this one, leefies. i read a post by anders, and i needed to second the plea. expect to see me sitting in the crosswalk, offering to clean people's windows for spare change.

-Jizzy T