Tonight's for fighting

I need new soundtracks for these whiskey nights. But that's for another day.

I've finished my first year of college. But somehow I'm not yet prepared to write about it. It just hasn't sunk in yet. It isn't real. Not tonight.

Tonight's for summer mixdiscs and open windows. For working it out. For trying to be panoptic.

Tonight is for one liners.

Shifting my biological clock should be a gradual process, I understand, but I'm finding it dangerously difficult to get up before noon and go to bed before 3. And living the next four months without Late-Night Dining to tide me over is going to be a trip and a half. The intelligent person would start eating breakfast but I say "Nay! Breakfast foods are for in Diners at 4am." See the problem? I need to reset my life for summer-rules.

I need to set goals for the next several months. Because if I don't, I'll get nothing done and I'll feel like a giant failure. So please accept the following as my "SuMmA lOvIN' tO-do LIsT!"

1. Weekly Ultimate Pick-up Games
Status: Begun
I need to stay in/get in better shape for next year's Ultimate season. To do this, I gotta keep playing. Good thing for me there are plenty of willing and talented disc-tossers around here. The only wrinkle will be finding a day that's good for everyone. It'll get even trickier when I start working. I have no idea what that'll do to my calendar.

2. Survive Empoyment at Six-Flags, Make Mad Dough
Status: Begun
I have department orientation on Sunday, which essentially means that I'll be starting next week. This is either wonderful or terrible news.

3. Make Rock in a REAL Musical Project/Band
Status: Pending
Dan and I have been talking about this forever and I know we both really want it to happen. And honestly, there's no group of guys I'd rather work with than the ones he's assembled. He's probably the most rock-dedicated dude I know, Matt's amazingly talented, and Tom has the Dan-stamp of approval. And that's good enough for me. I picked up the Strat today and didn't sound so hot. I need to get my electric chops back in shape. That, or turn it up. Volume and quality are so totally correlated. But seriously. I want to write sweet songs and play shows. Like... now, damn it.

4. Have a Summer Fling
Status: None
Seriously, is there any better a topic to write about? I could get some quality pop-punk out of it. I'll just overuse the words "heart" and "boardwalk"and somehow incorporate driving abandoned highways with the windows down. In every song. But there's some appealing novelty in it... in falling in and out and never forgetting. In that "what if's" and coulda-beens. We'll see about this one though. The opposite sex is historically uninterested in its resolution.

5. Write my fucking Musical
Status: Put-off for like 2 years
Not much to say. I just need to fuckin' do it.

6. Spend as much time as POSSIBLE with my Boys and Girls
Status: Pending
I love my Monmouth County crew. I really really do. There are no times like those shared with them. I need to make personally sure that Applebee's nights and WaWa runs and drunken antics and bad movies and late nights and hysterics and honest conversation and man-hugs and blown kisses and four/four handshakes and Socratic singalongs and drama gossip and Surf Taco evenings and political Starbucks humor and lasting memories are maximized. That's all there is to it.

And no, I haven't yet decided myself if number four is a joke.

But I'm no longer a college freshman. And that's enough to tickle the corners of my lips upward.


Next time: A lengthy reflection on this past semester and musings on my disdain for bullshitters.

Bomb the Blogosphere,
Mike