Crown Zero
Saturday, November 16, 2002:
If I could learn anything for my dream job...
I'd learn to solo like A. J. Croce, sing like Rufus Wainwright, write like John Lennon and Paul McCartney, and fill a stage like David Bowie. Then I would be a rock star. :)
Christopher // 12:33 AM
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Friday, November 15, 2002:
Wow, Felix, I also as well am planning on going to UW for graduate school. They have the 16th ranked psychology department in the nation. That is really, really good for a state school. If reed comes up and attends one of the may schools up there, then 4 of us would be together! And Bogus, Seattle will be 10 million fucking times better for your music career than SLC. So that makes 5. Now lets find a reason to get Scott up there, that would be so cool!!!! THE CREW: THE SEATTLE SESSION!
As for Jenna's question, If I could learn anything, and money was no object, I would for sure be an adolescent psychologist. That way I could help people deal with rough situations, and maybe change a couple lives for the better. I would have loved to have talked to a guy like me when I was going through hell in grade school and high school. I'll have my own clinical practice so I could head coach a high school lacrosse team at the same time. I would also like to have a good quality recording studio in my house and charge a small amount of money for local bands to get recorded, and maybe start my own small record label in my spare time. This scenario is more a 25 year projection than a fantasy so here you go you Fantasy Lovers:
I would study Physics and become a complete physics genius. I would then take my knowledge to a secret government program where I will develop zero-point energy engines and artificial wormhole generators. I will then build a fleet of starships, star-craft carriers, missile ships and speedier corvettes, including starfighters armed to the teeth with all kinds of crazy energy weapons that I will develop. Once my fleet will assemble, I will teach myself all kinds of military tactic stuff, take the bridge of my flagship. Pendragon's Fist and explore the galaxy until I die of old age. Or in some huge intergalactic war with a species who mistakes my outstretched hand with a gesture of sexual intercourse and gets really pissed. Hopefully the latter. So there you go.
They have.......stuff...in Seattle Scott. You like stuff....
Joe // 2:53 PM
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Chris, what you said about Scott is so NOT fucking funny. I'm very upset.
Christopher // 11:44 AM
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Thursday, November 14, 2002:
Oh, and my kids would be named Dweezil, Moonunit, and Rockstar in scenario 3.
Christopher // 7:42 PM
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Ok, let me put forth three more scenarios:
1) I stitch it up, get past all my little hang ups about relationships and marry someone beautiful, sweet, and loving. I also get past all my hang ups about careers, get a job teaching, settle down and we raise a big happy family. Then I run for city council.
2) I get my shit together and enroll in law school at George Washington University, on my way to becoming a high powered lawyer with a huge firm. I marry a sexy colleague and we raise two bright children. Then I run for House of Representatives.
3) I record my album, spend years in obscurity, tour the small club circuit, and work myself into a charismatic powerhouse, eventually taking the music charts by storm, make musical history, and marry some gorgeous actress, and we have a couple of fucked up kids. Then I run for president.
Christopher // 6:20 PM
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That is disgusting jenna. You could have been a little less straightforward. You won't believe the image I have in my sick, sick head.
Joe // 2:25 PM
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November 15, 2005 - I wake up late and miss my classes in my eighth year of undergrad work at the U. (Majoring in architecture now) I'm also supposed to work in the music dept. at Best Buy today, but I think I'll quit 'cos the manager's a dick. I just broke up with yet another beautiful woman for no real reason. And I hang out with Crew version 3.0, 'cos all you have gone on to better things.
Hmmm... that sounds pretty bleak. Let me think for a little while and get back to you with a rosier picture.
Christopher // 11:55 AM
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We are getting older. In a year and a half I will graduate from College. Lets do some life projections. Where do you guys see yourselves in 3 years?
I see myself in Graduate School in Seattle, coaching High School lacrosse, playing guitar at small bars and coffee shops, living with my brother. I see myself lonely but happy, surrounded by my family. I miss my friends, and the snow. I am working hard, enjoying my edumacation, enjoying lacrosse, beoming a better songwriter, trying to meet new people and friends.
What about you guys?
Joe // 8:17 AM
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Wednesday, November 13, 2002:
Stitch this bejeezus up and see if you wanna fuck.
Christopher // 2:34 PM
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Tuesday, November 12, 2002:
Oh and Jenna, the American Revolution was fought because a bunch of rich white colonials didn't like it that the Brits promised their land to some American Indians after they fought for them in the French-Indian War. So the war was fought so that rich white men didn't lose their land to the people who originally owned it. The ideals that we hear so much about were used as an excuse for war and a motivator for recruitment. There were many other factors of course, but that is basically it. Not that I'm complaining, but it is not as much of a war of integrity as we think. I do agree with World War II, but not Star Wars. Those goddamn rebels just won't conform.
Joe // 11:53 AM
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My Thoughts of the Day:
Try not to frown, because you never know who's falling in love with your smile.
Why do they call him Silent Bob anyway?
-you are
Joe // 11:39 AM
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