Below are the 13 most recent journal entries recorded in chiggermcchimp's LiveJournal:

Monday, March 6th, 2006
7:39 pm	So... I got accepted to UC Irvine, which means I'm definitely at least going to college. And where I'm from, there's only one way to celebrate: http://youtube.com/watch?v=68nB1rjfp28 Yes, that really is me. And yes, I'm incredibly lame. You know, it's hard out here.... for a pimp. (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Monday, February 20th, 2006
7:45 pm	Let's see. Has anything happened worth noting over the last few weeks? Probably not, but I'll give it a try... - Went on a picnic yesterday with the gang. (It should be noted that any given group of my friends is now officially "the gang" when I don't feel like mentioning all their names.) We went to Travel Town, which is basically just this place with a couple of ancient steam engines and things like that. There's really no reason for anyone to be there if you're not a four year-old boy going through your train obsession phase. (Believe me, every four year-old boy has one.) Anyway, it was a lovely picnic with lovely people, followed by a trip to the creepiest merry-go-round in town and a coffee shop with just about the coolest jukebox in the entire nation. (Hearing the Postal Service and the Arcade Fire in a place that looked like a 1950s diner was pretty sweet.) It was the best night since we all ate mashed potatoes and saw "Curious George," which I only recommend doing if your friends are as great as mine and can turn it into one awesome time. - We had our "Coffee House" this week at school. Basically, that's when all the kids from the school's poetry and art magazine sit around in a big circle and share poems, have jam sessions, and do all those other things artistic weirdos tend to do. The highlight was when this one guy got up and sang this really, REALLY dramatic song a capella. It wasn't that the song was bad or he's a terrible singer or anything, but at one point he belted out something along the lines of, "Her boyfriend was a..... SPEEEEEEEEEEEED RACER!" I automatically thought of the Speed Racer song and it took every fiber of my being not to laugh. - The Great Vegetable Plot failed. Apparently, at the meeting for the Backwards Dance (basically our lame, west coast equivalent of the Sadie Hawkins Dance), someone shouted out that the theme for the dance ought to be "Vegetables." The group took a vote and decided in favor of the Vegetables Theme. However, the people who run the student government and others who actually take this shit seriously bitched and moaned until it got changed to something boring like "An Evening in Paradise," which is basically what the dance theme always is. So a bunch of kids got together and petitioned to get the theme changed back, but were apparently shot down because vegetables can be interpreted as being too sexual. Anyway, it was the most exciting thing to happen at John Burroughs High School since a teacher got fired for using crystal meth, and I was proud to be a part of it. - HOMEWORK. SO MUCH HOMEWORK. THE END. Current Music: Wolf Parade (Comment on this)
Saturday, January 28th, 2006
10:08 am	Last night was the most ridiculous thing of all time. First of all, my friend Jon came over and we decided to start talking about writing a movie together. Sort of a parody of those quirky romantic comedies like Garden State and Elizabethtown where the shy guy meets an eccentric girl who tries to bring him out of his shell, except in this one, he realizes she's insane and wants nothing to do with her. He also talked about Serenity and Comic-Con for a long time because's he's a geek. It's strange, because even though I hang out with a lot of geeks (a fact most of them are very proud of), but I'm really a bit out of the geek loop. I mean, I usually get the references to things, but not on the same level most of them do. After Jon left, Matt called and asked if I wanted to hang with him and Carmen, his girlfriend. Well, when Matthew Stewart Senate wants to hang out, you cannot refuse him. We went to his house and used his button maker to create buttons of old Pokemon cards that represent all our friends. However, after realizing we remember absolutely nothing Pokemon, we decided to quit and pick up this guy Joe. We went back to Matt's house, and he and Joe had the most amazing Pokemon card-throwing battle of all time. Joe also made himself an amazing button with Hulk Hogan on it. He wore it proudly for the rest of the night. After Matt and Joe lost all the Pokemon cards behind various desks and things, we packed up Matt's snowboards, bought some ice at a local convenience store, and went to this weird park to try snowboarding on about two feet of ice. It actually kind of worked, but we soon dumped the idea in favor of giving Matt a wedgie because we're just that mature like that. Somehow, Carmen's shows got all wet and disgusting so we went to Sav-On to buy her some slippers. While there, I simply could not resist buying a set of Jeff Gordon Valentines. I love how Valentine makers don't even try to include puns or witty sayings anymore. It's all like, "You're the best, Valentine!" and other generic things like that. But then again, it's Jeff Gordon, so that might be the problem. So when Matt was going to drop me off at about one or two in the morning, we instead sat outside my house and waited to see if we could find this morbidly obese cat we saw passing by my house one night. But alas, Fat Cat was nowhere to be seen, so at last we gave up. Fat Cat was the one thing that could have made that night better, man... (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Monday, January 23rd, 2006
5:19 pm	Walking home today, I wanted to see how long I could go without brushing my hair to the side. I lasted about half a block. I really need a haircut, or else I will end up with a mullet. And Joel with a mullet is not attractive in any way, shape, or form. In an attempt to broaden my musical horizons, I am uploading a ton of hillbilly folk music from the 1930s onto my iPod. Will I like it? I have no idea, but it's an experiment. Finals start tomorrow. Why oh why did I take AP Calculus? A pointless entry is better than no entry. Yes? Current Music: You Are a Runner and I Am My Father's Son - Wolf Parade (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, January 22nd, 2006
9:27 pm	This is the windiest I can ever remember it being here. I keep thinking the rustling leaves are someone walking up behind me. Or someone knocking on the door. When I look and there's no one there, I feel like I'm in a bad horror movie. Current Music: City of the Dead - The Clash (3 Comments |Comment on this)
8:08 pm	So last night for his 18th birthday present, I took my friend Chris to see Colin Meloy (the lead singer of the Decemberists) perform a solo show. Colin Meloy is just about the most amazing person to ever live. I mean, who else would haul out a table of props including a ship named Maya Angelou, a skull named Sheryl, and a sheep that will now be referred to as Erik-With-a-K? Who else would transition songs by saying, "That was the prostitute portion of the evening. Moving on to the dead baby portion of the evening"? Who else would would play the worst song he's ever written, especially when it's called "Dracula's Daughter" ("You think you've got it bad/Try having Dracula for a dad")? Plus, he played "The Engine Driver," so I can now die a happy man. However, as much as I love me some Colin Meloy, I think I have found a new hero. Chris and I met up with this very nice family during the show who convinced us to stand outside afterwards in order to meet Colin. While waiting, all the other indie kids were running over to this ice cream truck (keep in mind this is about 12:30 at night). They came back with stories of free ice cream, and at first I thought they were joking. But no, this was no ordinary ice cream man. This was THE Ice Cream Man (http://www.icecreamman.com), a man on a quest to become the most famous ice cream man of all time by handing out free ice cream after concerts! After a few straight moments of staring at Chris in disbelief, I felt it was my duty as a loyal Decemberists fan to get ice cream for Colin Meloy. The Ice Cream Man seemed to understand this as well, and bagged me up a bunch of different frozen treats for Colin before driving off. When Colin finally came out, I handed him the ice cream, which he seemed thankful for but could not eat because he doesn't do dairy (which makes sense, him being a performer and all). We took pictures with him and got our brand spankin' new EPs signed like the little fanboys we are before he drove off. I hope the ice cream didn't melt in his car... Chris, Colin, Me. Accidentally getting on the freeway and almost dying on the way home was an added bonus. Current Music: Panic - The Smiths (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Tuesday, January 17th, 2006
7:32 pm	Thank God the play is over. Yes, that shall be my excuse for never updating this thing. The play... that's it. You see, my Drama teacher is a very bitter man because he did not make it in the real world of acting and thus insists on producing these insane, artistic epics instead of just doing plays most high schools put on like "Frankenstein Goes to the Beach" or whatever. So this semester, we did a nearly three-hour version of "The Arabian Nights," and it was actually... insanely fun, just time-consuming and exhausting. Oh, did I mention that good ol' Mr. Bailey insists on choosing the most sexually explicit plays he can find just to mess with the people running the school? (Example: This play consists of a scene where two people just stand behind a curtain and moan while shouting double-entendres. IT'S THAT OBVIOUS.) The fact that the man still has his job is nothing short of a miracle. Anyway, I played a king named Harun Al-Rashid. My costume consisted of a pink turban so tight it somehow bruised my forehead and a purple robe that looked more like something a hobo would wear than an ancient Arabian king. But you know what? I still became attached to that costume somehow. Hopefully I'll have some pics later, just because it's so wonderfully embarassing I couldn't possibly not share it. In addition to this, I got to play a borderline-retarded gypsy trying to eat his own foot and contributed to this improvised scene which mainly became about me doing the "Arrested Development" chicken dance. But yes, a good time was had by all, except for all the very confused old people. (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Tuesday, January 3rd, 2006
8:40 pm	Another pointless entry until something interesting actually happens in my life: best _____ of the 2005: 1. party: I really liked my birthday party because people were forced to pay attention to me. xD That party at Marja's house where everyone was drunk except for Mike and I was also amazingly hilarious. 2. show: I don't think I got caught up in anything except "Arrested Development." 3. record: Illinois by Sufjan was on quite a bit. In the Aeroplane Over the Sea continued to get me through the tough times, if old stuff counts. 4. movie: God, so much mediocre stuff this year. Me and You and Everyone We Know at least had some interesting ideas in it. 5. band: Broken Social Scene makes me jump up and down with glee. 6. experience: Throwing up and crying for the first time in years (although not on the same day xD). 7. concert: Sufjan, if only for the Illinoisemaker costumes. Oh, and Petra Haden doing The Who Sells Out a capella... that was something new. 8. friend: Anyone who's made it this far into this survey was probably with me for most of the good times of the year. 9. month: May was pretty great... start of a new relationship, end of AP classes, solid groups of friends in every class, actually having time. 10. day: SUNDAYS = SLEEP worst ____ of the 2005: 1. party: There were a couple of birthdays where I didn't know anyone and sat in a corner awkwardly eating pizza while I watched Asian guys play Initial D. 2. show: "Family Guy" let me down, man. Big time. 3. record: Make Believe. DAMN IT RIVERS CUOMO. "WE ARE ALL ON DRUGS"? I USED TO LOVE YOU, MAN. 4. movie: I certainly didn't see it. 5. song: See the entirely capitalized quotation in Worst Record. Oh, and that one Black Eyed Peas song. 6. experience: .....Mwahaha. xD 7. concert: That Battle of the Bands emo show. Don't ask... and never date anyone who likes emo music. 8. friend: Well, they wouldn't be my friend, now would they? 9. month: Probably December. Maybe March. I dunno, I really can't complain too much. 10. day: Any time I had to get up early on the weekend. hopes for 2006: 1. predict something that you think will happen in 2006?: Hugh Heffner will name me is heir. Obviously. xD 2. what do you hope for yourself?: Obtainment of a monkey butler. That would be sweet. 3. what do you hope for your family?: That my mother doesn't kill my father once I take off for college. 4. what do you hope for your friends?: That they never let on they all secretly are plotting my downfall. during 2005: 1. where were you when it began?: At home with Chris being the only protection between myself and my family. 2. did you stay up?: On New Year's? Probably? Maybe? 3. what was your new year wish?: To learn to be content (then later I was all like, "EFF THAT. OH SNAP.") 4. how many boy/girlfriends?: Twooo? Yes, two. 5. broke up?: Since I had more than one, I should hope so. 6. have any crushes?: Not as of late. But earlier, pretty much anyone who paid attention to me. 7. care to mention names?: Hobo Dan, first and foremost. 8. new friends?: Plenty, and a helluva lot closer to plenty more. 9. had to say goodbye?: Not for anyone long term. 10. missed anyone?: Meh. 11. win anything?: The love and affection of my adoring public. 12. best place you went to?: The Grand Canyon was... well, everything the name promises. 13. worst place you went to?: If New Jersey is America's Armpit, then Ohio... is also something rather unpleasant. 14. happiest moment?: Stripping down to my boxers and running around in a pink innertube, dancing for Keeley's commercial that never aired, shouting things from the window of Mike's car, every moment of the Magnificent Trio, 5-Month-Anniversary-Day, watching "Clone High" with Chris. 15. how was your birthday?: I got an iPod out of it, so... 16. best present?: Well, you can't compete with an iPod... but I'll always have a special place in my heart for the fake moustaches, Wallace & Gromit toys, and Matt's amazingly terrible poster. I still need to watch Jon's Krumping video. (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Wednesday, December 21st, 2005
10:35 pm	So... check it. My dad, being the self-proclaimed computer genius that he is, found a way to connect our laptop to the internet here [Youngstown, Ohio] through the phone lines. It's a totally old-school dial-up connection, but hey. Technology-addicted beggars can't be choosers. It's not that cold. It's not that lonely. I've been reading crappy magazines to keep myself occupied until the fifteen billion little kids get here and all hell breaks loose, but that's pretty much it. Oh, and we went to the local mall today. I was very excited because there was a store called "Pirate's Cove," but it turned out to be of the Pittsburgh Pirates variety and not the kick-ass kind. (Poor, poor Ohio. They're so small and insignificant, they can't even have stores dedicated to their own sports teams.) However, upon entering another store, I did find a Smiths shirt in a clearance bin for about four bucks, so that sort of made up for the disappointment. I miss it being 10:15 PM instead of 1:15 AM. I think that's the biggest complaint. My inner clock is completely thrown off. Other than that, don't pity me. I'm where every eighteen year-old boy wants to be: In his grandma's house in the middle of nowhere surrounded by pictures of himself in that awkward, pre-adolescent stage of life. (I meant that to be less sarcastic than it probably reads.) (Comment on this)
Saturday, December 17th, 2005
10:03 am	Life Soundtrack Opening Credits: Young Pilgrims - The Shins Getting Out of Bed: I'm Only Sleeping - The Beatles Ordinary Day: Sunday Morning - The Velvet Underground First Kiss: Do You Realize??? - The Flaming Lips First Date: Shady Lane - Pavement Falling in Love: In the Aeroplane Over the Sea - Neutral Milk Hotel First Love: Such Great Heights - The Postal Service Fighting with Significant Other: When Doves Cry - Prince Breaking Up: Black Cadillacs - Modest Mouse Heart Broken: In Case We Die, Pts. 1-4 - Architecture in Helsinki Getting Back Together: Eleanor, Put Your Boots On - Franz Ferdinand Rainy Day Spent Inside: Get Me Away From Here, I'm Dying - Belle and Sebastian Regretting A Mistake: Butterfly - Weezer Day Alone Thinking: Lost in the Supermarket - The Clash Hating Someone: Paranoid Android - Radiohead Secret Crush: Twilight - Elliott Smith Long Drive Alone: Cat Faces - Ugly Casanova Confused About Life: Rebel Prince - Rufus Wainwright Hanging Out With Friends: Good Times Roll - The Cars Learning Something New: The Denial Twist - The White Stripes Mental Breakdown: For Real - Okkervil River Wondering About Future: Shine a Light - Wolf Parade Laying In A Field at Midnight: Good Feeling - Violent Femmes Leaving Home: Chicago - Sufjan Stevens Losing Hope: Trouble - Elliott Smith (Cat Stevens cover) Missing Someone: The Engine Driver - The Decemberists Letting Go: (Sooner or Later) One of Us Must Know - Bob Dylan Feeling Like You Don't Belong: The Last Transmission - The Comas Make You Feel Better: Sing Me Spanish Techno - The New Pornographers Flashback: Once In a Lifetime - Talking Heads Deep In Thought: Third Planet - Modest Mouse Party Scene: Stevie Nix - The Hold Steady Sex Scene: Two-Headed Boy, Pt. 1 - Neutral Milk Hotel Marriage: End of a Century - Blur Growing Old: Neighborhood #1 (Tunnels) - The Arcade Fire Reflecting On Your Life: One Chance - Modest Mouse Death Scene: We Will Become Silhouettes - The Postal Service Closing Credits: There Is a Light That Never Goes Out - The Smiths Take this survey | Find more surveys You've been totally Bzoink*d (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Tuesday, August 9th, 2005
10:33 am	Lord, to be 17 forever. Caitlin (Joel's girlfriend's sister): *picks up the phone, annoyed grunt* Joel: Um, hi. Is Jill there? *long pause* Caitlin: ...Are your parents... PROUD of you? Joel: I guess so. Except for that one time where... *rambles on and on trying to be amusing and failing miserably* Caitlin: Uh-huh. Well, I'm proud of you. *silence* Okay, here she is. Boy, if someone could harness awkwardness of that conversation, they could solve the energy crisis. xD So what have I been doing besides not updating this journal? Well, let's see... finishing school work (in the summer! Damn you, AP courses!), seeing a Beatles tribute band (they even brought along an Ed Sullivan impersonator!), and going bowling with some folks I don't really know that well. Oh, and after bowling, they dragged me to Carl Jr.'s, which is just another crappy fast food place, to sit until about three in the morning so I can listen to all of them ramble on about their sex lives. And I got to wondering... what the HELL is with everyone's obsession with sex? I mean, to me, it's just another function that the human race does to survive. We need to reproduce to have future generations, obviously. But to form relationships based solely on it? To talk constantly about? To worry about if you're not getting enough or not good enough at it? In my opinion, the whole thing's as absurd as someone rambling on about how great taking a crap is. It's the same basic principle. It's just something we living things do. And the worst part about the night is that the place's milkshake machine was broken, so I had to sit there and listen to all this just sipping on water. I saw Wedding Crashers... two days ago? Yeah, that sounds right. It was about what I expected it to be. The movie itself, as far as the script and the plot, weren't really anything special, but everyone in it was awesome, so that more than made up for it. With Vince Vaughn and Owen Wilson, it's not like they're always hilarious or anything, but they keep the energy up the entire time. And whatserface... Rachel Mc...Adems? Yeah, she was pretty good, too. She totally reminded me of Natalie Portman in Garden State. I think the biggest problem was that they never let Christopher Walken be... Christopher Walken-ish. He was just kind of THERE, you know? But anyway, I'm glad I saw it. So there. Current Mood: optimistic (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Friday, July 29th, 2005
10:01 am	So last night, I went with the old gang (Jill, Kat, and Beatriz) to go see this play called Tartuffe. It was so.... so French, for lack of a better word. But anyway, it was about this dude who pretended to be all religious so he could sneak into this guy's house and steal all his money, and the best part was when Beatriz tried to explain it to her Hispanic father (who was hilariously named Wally) when he came to pick us up at the end... Beatriz: See, it was about this guy, and he loved this other guy... Wally: He was GAY!?!? Beatriz: No! He just thought the other guy was really cool and stuff. Wally: So you all went to see a gay play. GREAT. That's just great. *frowny face* xD I dunno, it reminded me of Bill a bit? Maybe? Today, my friend Jon and I are having "auditions" for a movie type thing we want to make. So that should be fun, even though absolutely no one will show up. Ah well, a project's a project, and it pretty much has to be better the last couple times we made a movie together, where it just basically resulted with him smearing lipstick on my face and telling me to act like a zombie. Ah, my crazy Jewish friends... (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Thursday, July 28th, 2005
10:05 am	SO, I was talking to Sam, and she was all like, "Why have you never updated that LiveJournal you got way back when?" And I was all like, "LiveJournal? WTF?" So it must have been a long time since I got this thing. (I just realized that whenever there's a two-word website like LiveJournal or *shudders* MySpace, I always type it as a single word with two capitals. Obviously, this means I've finally lost it completely.) Sam told me that I should write about all the things I just LOVED in Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. So, I thought about it long and hard, and I think it all comes down to the squirrels. Not even the scene so much as the squirrels themselves, because they were real and it made me happy. I think this is because I pictured Burton just trying to train this massive army of squirrels and failing miserably 90% of the time. Oh, and the She-Oompa Loompas were pretty great, too. And a lot of Depp's lines made me laugh, because he sounded so wonderfully demented. The flashback stuff had some major "LOL" material in it, as well. So all in all it gets 5 stars. Out of 4. My mom and sister are in the ol' Oh-Hi-Oh for a few weeks, and my dad is off working with his friends on some script about fairies (don't ask xD). So that means I'm pretty much all by my lonesome for awhile. Yep, just me and Pride & Prejudice. Gah, I'm just not getting into that book. I mean, I like a lot of the classics that everyone else finds boring. But this one is just so slow. It makes a Dickens book seem like a Michael Bay movie. (Don't get me wrong, I love Dickens.) Every time I sit down to read it, all I can think is, "All right, I get it. These two people who hate each other are going to fall in love somehow. Can they just like, speed it along a little bit?" I don't know, maybe I'm just an uncultured asshole. *puts on monocle and tophat to compensate for this* This journal will get a lot prettier soon, I promise. Current Mood: groggy Current Music: The Rolling Stones (7 Comments |Comment on this)