What What

Feeling: Meh
Now Playing: "Anna Molly"- Incubus


It's almost Thanksgiving. Tonight's dinner at Hillenbrand was fairly fullfilling. Apart from waiting in line and in the rain, the dinning hall treated me to a Thanksgiving dinner. Although it's only dinning hall quality, it reminded me of how much I enjoy fluffy warm cornbread stuffing and apple roasted turkey with cranberry sauce. So yes, that's what I'm thankful for. I'm looking forward to the food, maybe minus the making food all morning part. Aside from the food, I could use the break, although I'm not looking forward to the English project and math homework due when classes resumes. I haven't enjoyed English since we started White Noise. I liked the book, but I don't know why class is going downhill. The project is a group effort, and it doesn't really help when your group members are dumb. I probably could do better on this by myself even if there is a lot more work involved.

It has been raining for two days straight.

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Last weekend I was back in Michigan again and drove up with Ian. The motive was the last Broken Social Scene show of their tour (and indefinite hiatus), which I've been looking forward to for a few month. (Although I'm still bitter about Vouge in Indy being a 21+ venue) Of course, I was visiting Clif too, who bought me the tickets, even though I was in Ann Arbor the weekend before.
I was fairly tired on friday, the day we left, for various reasons but mainly a lack of sleep. When I took the wheels for the latter half of the trip, I was trying so hard to stay awake...it sucked, and was a lot of effort. It was just a weird state to be in drifting in and out of sleep. Vision obscured, mind unfocused, time passing slowly, etc. I tried eating and drank the sip of what was left of the coke. Somehow, with whatever it is I did, I was able to "wake up" and drive normally for awhile... until I felt tired again. Then, with whatever I did to make myself stay awake, I drove normally again... it's a vicious cycle.
I made it into town safely and got lost again. The rest of the story isn't very exciting, so I'll just omit that.

After resting for an hour or so, Clif, his roommate and roommate's friend, Ian, and I set out for the My Brightest Diamond concert in the basement of East-Quad, which is one of the dorms. After wondering for half an hour in the basement, we finally found the room. The room was surprisingly small, and the turn-out at the time was low. (20-30 people) Opener Annie Palmer, Pedestrian (whom I looked forward to seeing, and it turned out to be a good set), etc.

After My Brightest Diamond came out and a couple songs later, I was pretty tired. I closed my eyes and kind of drifted into that half asleep state again. Actually, that seems to happen whenever I take naps and listen to music. The music sounds different somehow in this state when I zone in and out. It also makes the time go by slower, which is good in this context. Anyways, I enjoyed her performance even under my condition and the not so cool crowd.

Onwards with Broken Social Scene.

I was pretty excited about the show. The inside of Michigan theater looked rather lavish, but it was flooded by drunk indie fags. (That was probably an over statement.) The opener Do Make Say Think was alright but not the best post rock band out there. Their sound is quite unique from other post rock bands. To sum up the BSS concert, it was great. Although I can't say it was the best concert I've been too. The highlight was dancing momentarily on stage with BSS during "Hotel". ( I think...). The set ended up being over 2 hours, and it was getting close to the curfew. They played some Canadian cover that the hometown fans went crazy over.

Hello Pink eye

Feeling: Sick in more than one way
Now Playing: The Latest Dart- Ted Leo/Rx

Having conjunctivitis sucks. I was hoping to start the post today with something else, but this just made headlines. I woke up this morning with tons of "gunk" in my left eye. It took awhile to clear out, and my eye was a bit sore. Hoping the minor pain would go away as time progresses, I didn't think much of it. By noon, the situation was not getting any better. I feared that my eye will probably swell up, since this has happened once before, but I did not expect the white pus that mysteriously excretes out of my eye. It's abit annoying, not only the constant cleaning I have to do but also the clouding/irritation in my eye where I can't see very well. After doing some wiking, I found that I have conjunctivitis, of the bacterial kind to my belief. Unfortunately he swelling and redness has gotten progressively worse since then, but I'm hoping the situation ease by tomorrow before I have to visit the school clinic.

In other news, the past week had been excellent setting aside academic. Last Wednesday was the Wilco show tha I've been looking forward to ever since I found out I got into the Student Concert Committee. From the moment I entered backstage at 9:30 in the morning to the time I stepped off the dock around midnight, the experience was wondrous. The whole day was fairly laid back as we just sat backstage for the majority of time after finishing our tasks. It was around 5 that we started watching the upstairs dressing rooms for "unauthorized personnels". At one point, a guy walked up , said hi, and continued up the stairs. It was after a minute or so before I started to think, "wait, that guy looked really familiar..snap, that's the bassist of Wilco." I was confused as to why he didn't go into the dressing rooms, but probably because he got lost. That was a weird first encounter as I had no idea the band was here yet. One by one they came up, including Jeff Tweedy the lead. Seeing him in person gave me a weird feeling that's hard to describe, but kind of excited and nervous at the same time. He looked rather apathetic, and gave a quick monotoned hi without turning his head as he walked up the stairs.
The rest of the time before the show went by slowly. I wondered around and listened to sound checks from Wilco and the opening band Early Day Miners; both sounded very good even though the sound quality from backstage sucked. After having Mad Mushroom pizza for dinner, I went out to the front lobby to help the merchandise guy sell things. That was around 7 when people were beginning to swarming in. Naturally the tshirts, poster, and what not are overly priced, but people still buy them.($25 for a tshirt? lame) Unfortunately, I missed most of the opening act and only caught the last song. As much as I like post-rock, Elliott isn't the best venue for it. Wilco did not come on stage till 8:45. After Ian and Sam left me for Lost soon after, I moved up to the very front, where surprisingly no security guards lurked. Obviously that made the experience exponentially better, and I was able to really enjoy the music.
After the show, I helped to sell more merchandises and conversed with the opening band as they were sitting at their product table next to me. When the lobby cleared, I went back stage to see what's up with SCC. Evidently the band members were outside talking to a small crowd of fans, so I joined the party and got a few autographs. After that died out, the SCC crew cleaned up the dressing rooms and left for our respective homes. I walked back to the dorms feeling pretty happy. The night had been great.

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As if that's not enough excitement for one week, I went up to Ann Arbor with Ian over the weekend (October break) to visit Clif. The drive wasn't as bad as I had imagined. We split up the drive, and I ended up with the latter half of 3 hours, including the times I spent wondering around Ann Arbor. Downtown looked pretty cool, which made me wish West Lafayette had one.
I suppose the highlight of the trip would be going disc golfing, the free Ok Go concert for MSU/U-M football game, free food, and other things. I didn't get to go around town/campus that much, but I'm sure I'll get another chance too.
Also, I'm not very good with directions.
I left Monday afternoon and spent an hour trying to get out of the town. In my defense, it was mostly Ian's fault. Apart from that, the drive was the same 5 hours. After getting back to my dorm, I stayed up pretty late even though I was tired. I thought that might have resulted in my irritated left eye the next morning, but maybe not. Sucks.
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Last night was the SCC dinner at Arni's. I didn't pick the best entree, but everything on the menu looked/sounded tasty. We went over some meeting business with future concert plans, but majority of the time was spent socializing. Interestingly, Brian, a fellow new member, was also at Ann Arbor last weekend for the game, but he didn't know about the Ok Go concert. After dinner, we reconvened at Mallory, the president's house. Most people didn't show up till late, so the beginning was slow as the 3 of us just played pool for awhile. By 10 or so, the party was well off. Overall, I had a good time and got to know everyone better, especially the old members who I though had their own clique going on already. That was the first night I've really partied on a weekday, but I don't feel too guilty about it since I didn't have any work that had to be done.

One Moore Week

Feeling: tired
Now Playing: "To our unborn daughters"- Rx Bandits

I told myself that I would immediately pass out after getting back to the dorms today, but somehow I made my way to here. Perhaps I had the urge to write since I know I'll be automating homework later in the night.My eyes don't hurt as much as they did 20 minutes ago, but I can't blame them for failing for only getting 2 hours of rest in the past 24 hour. I stayed up till 5 last night/this morning to finish my poorly written english paper. I worked in the dorm lounge for the majority of the time. There were people I knew that came in and out randomly through out the night, but apart from them there were the 2 people that's always playing World of Warcraft and another couple that was literally making out from 1:00AM to the time I left. As if it weren't awkward enough, they sat in the couch 15 ft. in front of me. By 4AM, it was just me and them in the silent lounge. I had also given up on my paper by that time and left with what I had. I went back up to my room and laid on my bed for 2 hours before my 7:30 english. I was tempted to take a nap after class until calculus at 11:30, but I was afraid that I won't be able to wake up. Being a nice and sunny morning, I fought my lethargy and made my way to Starbucks at the Union to work on math with Brendon. The assigment took way longer than it should have, and I became frustated at numerous ocassions, because the professor never talked about the last section of the homework. I ended up working on math for 2 hours before going to the class itself. I did not finish 2 problems from said section but soon found out it was not being collected "because the professor never talked about the last section"...great. I also got back my exam score, and that was a low part of my day. Speaking of which:

High and Lows of Last Week
High:

• Being selected as part of the Student Concert Committee
• Finishing my draft for English at 3AM Friday morning and watching lost until 7AM, thereafter going to 7:30 English to turn in draft and returning to sleep until 5 PM
• Having a fairly entertaining weekend
  
• (today)Picking up my free tshirt and tickets to the Wilco concert this Wed.
• Drinking coffee for the first time in awhile
  

Low:

• Tedious interview process for SCC
  
• Studying for Thursday night math exam and not doing so well on it due to dumb mistakes
  
• Missing 3 classes due to oversleepage which resulted in not turning in 1 math homework
• Missing buses, because I fail at reading time charts
  
• Lack of sleep
  

Apart from being loaded academically, I would say the week went well.

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I had an odd dream some nights ago that was probably a result of not turning in that math assignment. In the dream, I rode my bike to math class, and got into the building at a reasonable time. Upon walking into the classroom, I realized it was a Chem115 class.(no idea why, I don't even take that class) I turned back and went into an adjacent building and realized I was in the complete wrong end of campus. By this time, class would have started by now, so I hurried onto a bus to save time. Somehow, the bus did not stop at where I wanted and ended up taking me back to my dorm/Purdue West.
Frustrated, I rode my bike back onto campus again. There was a shopping mall next to the math building, so I decided to cut through the mall as a shortcut. Not surprisingly, I got lost again. The mall was crowded, so I morphed my bike into a Segway for easier navigation. I got onto an elevator, which I thought took me to the outside, except it lead into a bus that I was forced to get on. I ended up at my dorm again, and I was 15 minutes late by that point. I gave up and woke up or something to that effect.
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Regarding the title: I unconciously typed in 2 o's for "more". Thinking about it, I typed a lot of "Moore"'s last night/this morning because he was the author for the book I was analyzing for my paper (V for Vendetta). Kind of funny...I think. (And of course, fall break is in a week)

Gender-Swapping Pop Stars

What is wrong with people these days.
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