here's a somewhat happier post (but very non-original) post for y'all.. because i REALLY don't feel like working and this gives me something else to do besides pete's addicting games.

so here are some excerpts from my friend maurene's xanga that i really really enjoyed. maurene is really cool and super funny, smart, creative and a great writer. we bonded over our sound project where we spent many a late late night fidgeting with pro-tools, sneaking in food, getting dirty looks from the lady @ OVT and talking trash about everyone else in our class and how we were better than them.. hahahh. "beat this assholes." maurene is great.

"again: Olympics=<3
i was jumping up and down in my living room in this silent frenzy while watching the men's relay last night.

there is something that is just pure goodness about the summer olympics. the winter olympics are so lame compared to the hugeness and overall spectacularness of summer sports. it's like a "pretend' olympics compared to the shit that goes down in the summer.

chris and i actually talked for an hour last night about the olympics. the topic of discussion: is it horrible not to cheer for a US team?

NO! i am definitely not cheering on our basketball. but yeah my heart automatically goes to US for everything else. swimming? pshyeah...michael phelps hello! gymnastics? yeah those poor suburban girls whose lives are eating disorders and doing cartwheels all the livelong day, i want them to win also. chris was all cheering on australia during the relay which i do not approve of, but hey, he likes the "thorpedo" (which is the most embarrassing nickname ever). i have a soft spot for the chinese girls during gymnastics too, they are just so little. and i have to say i love the romanians, they're so damn good.

see? you can cheer on other countries and still the <3 the u.s.a. it's not fucking polarized, right chris? right?"

"san diego rules.

granted, i lived in la jolla for three out of the five years...but it ruled nonetheless. when i first moved down i couldn't understand the cleanliness. like, the sky is pure blue every single f-in day. it could be freezing, but it was freezing in a norman rockwell picturesque way. because you see, i am from this place called Los Angeles. and even on the most temperate day, the sky has a grayish pallor to it. and it is a damn dirty city when it wants to be. so imagine my surprise when i go to school in this beautiful, sprawled-out campus full of tan kids wearing flip-flops. ok, so those kids? i didn't really like them...but still i loved ucsd. the campus was the prettiest campus ever and i would be so damn grateful just to be walking around. most importantly i guess i loved the friends i made there. "

"anyways, it sums up alot of my feelings towards LA and my immense love/loathing for it. (p.s. you are only allowed to loathe LA if you were born and raised. shut up if you've lived there for a year and you complain about it--just move the fuck out. shut up if you've visited sunset 3 times in your life and think it's seedy. shut up if you're from the east coast and think it is attempting to compete with new york, puhleeze)."

i hope she doesn't mind, cuz she rocks.