the convocation party playlist

sorry... been losing interest in the blog again. more interesting things going on. in case anyone cared, here's the playlist i put together for my convocation party mix cd a few weeks back. let me know what you think...

digital

1. digital - joy division
2. can you do that dance? - the pink mountaintops
3. outlaw 2006 - the buttless chaps
4. get rhythm - brian setzer
5. these days - joy division
6. ballad of a lonely man - mike ness
7. whatever hippie bitch - the brian jonestown massacre
8. words - they shoot horses, don't they?
9. here comes your man - pixies
10. don't call me whitney, bobby - islands
11. komakino - joy division
12. nobody calls me unless they want something (mocky remix) - shout out out out out
13. the last time - gnarls barkley
14. touch me - spank rock
15. shame on a nigga - wu tang clan
16. excursions - a tribe called quest
17. chilly will - spank rock
18. scenario - a tribe called quest
19. rio de janeiro - ugly duckling
20. white lines (long version) - grandmaster flash

the wizard

james joyce

been slowly reading james joyce's 'a portrait of the artist as a young man.' fucking stellar. think about this shit for a moment if you haven't already...

"a cold lucid indifference reigned in his soul. at his first violent sin he had felt a wave of vitality pass out of him and had feared to find his body or his soul maimed by the excess. instead the vital wave had carried him on its bosom out of himself and back again when it receded: and no part of his body or soul had been maimed but a dark peace had been established between them." - p. 103

"the sentence of saint james which says that he who offends against one commandment becomes guilty of all had seemed to him first a swollen phrase until he had begun to grope in the darkness of his own state. from the evil seed of lust all other deadly sins had sprung forth: pride in himself and contempt of others, covetousness in using money for the purchase of unlawful pleasure, envy of those whose vices he could not reach to and calumnious murmuring against the pious, gluttonous enjoyment of food, the dull glowering anger amid which he brooded upon his longing, the swamp of spiritual and bodily sloth in which his whole being had sunk." - p. 106

lines of the day 35

convocation party went down last night. ciao for now b-list university. spent the day waiting out the hangover in the park with k-baggle rock and unfriendly guy...

"she got a nickname. monterray jack. she chaffed my weiner."
- unfriendly guy

"it kinda gave him a blowjob on his finger..."
- k-baggle rock (talking about canada geese)

"you know life is over when you get white pubes."
- unfriendly guy

"nice! fucking pull it out and slap it around!"
- unfriendly guy

"i wanna schmooze for the rest of my life. raunch and debauch! rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr... i wanna die with a hard on."
- unfriendly guy

then there was this one guy who said, "excuse me, do you have any movies with girls shitting?"
- unfriendly guy (on his days working at a porno shop)

line of the day 34

"cheers! to incest!"
- evil, unfriendly guy, and barbarella

someone, give this man an honourary degree

i’m so bored…

i received a letter from b-list university today. it included a letter from the dean of graduate studies confirming my graduation in the spring convocation. it also included a blue recipe card with an adhesive label affixed to the rear of it with my name and degree printed on it. i spend two years of my life and almost $10,000 in tuition fees and all i get is a blue recipe card with a sticker on it? nothing but the best for b-list university, i see. at least they're being thrifty. my roommate informed me that i am to hand this blue recipe card to the chancellor for him to read aloud my name when he hands over my degree at the convocation, which, i should add, i have no intention of attending. my roommate also informed me that the honourary degree will be given to a rabbi, who has spent his career looking for cures to homosexuality.

if this doesn’t speak to my utter despair at two years wasted at such a terrible excuse for a university, i don’t know what does.

add to this, that i am currently going seven weeks without pay for my summer research job at the aforementioned b-list university, because a lazy administrator couldn’t be arsed to fill in some paperwork on time. missed the deadline by a couple hours, she did. in o-twat, filling out forms can be rather grueling.

and add to that, that my current concubine, while being rather cute and charming, is – and i mean this in the best possible way – not very interesting. i encountered him at a house party last weekend and barely even acknowledged his presence because, quite simply, there were much more interesting people to talk to. and of course this made me feel like shit because i knew damn well i was making him feel like shit, etc, etc…

i’m so fucking bored...

big city nights: islands and the dymaxions at babylon

oh, why am i such a rockstar?

cover for show: $0 (on the guest list)

three beer: $15

one round of liquid cocaine: $16

one round of liquid cocaine: $16

one pitcher of steam whistle: $14.75

one round of liquid cocaine: $16

one picther of steam whistle: $14.75

one pack of cigarettes: $10.00

evil taking a slash against the wall of his house in the clothes he slept in, just when his co-workers pull into the driveway to pick his late ass up for a road trip to the rideau lakes: fucking priceless...

i sometimes wonder what makes all of us such insane bastards

here i come to save the day.

...and then there's unfriendly guy. he was our resident poet at the grad bar, who bunny and i befriended unfriendly guy a few months back... (incidentally we also commanded k-baggle rock to seduce him, which yielded plenty of controversy to say the least...) so i'm sitting around reading books and talking on the phone earlier this evening when he blows in pissed as a newt with a delivery to dvd's for me to watch. the email exhange leading up to this moment was also quite rich:

from: unfriendly guy

date: 15/05/2006

to: evil

subject: i hate you

in the spirit of my disgust and contempt for the likes of you and if i am going to loan you one movie, i might as well loan you everything of interest to your sorry ass. this is an itinerary you can select from:

the animatrix
adaptation
run lola run (german, subtitles)
reefer madness
big fish
hero (chinese, subtitles) [one of the most beautiful things i have ever seen]
shane (classic western, predates brokeback motif)
the hulk
donny darko
man on the moon
eternal sunshine of the spotless mind (******)
man with no name trilogy
all the indiana jones movies
the man who wasn't there
the office (full series british)

nothing i have listed is worth ignoring. however, prudence is recommended in making any decisions as you already know.

until you respond,

unfriendly guy

my reply was as follows:

from: evil

date: 15/05/2006

to: unfriendly guy

subject: cunt

dear cunt,

my top five: donnie darko, reefer madness, shane (why the fuck not?), hero (also why the fuck not?) and the office...

i'd be willing to host a viewing of one or more of these films tomorrow night at chez evil. you supply the flicks and witty commentary, i supply the drugs and alcohol...

your enemy,

cunt

needless to say, when he arrived a night early i adopted a 'if you can't beat'em" posture (as you do) and trotted him off to the beer stand to join in on the fun... we watched donnie darko, and he staggered away into the night.