trio is finally up, and it’s an odd one. “Disguise It” and “More Than That” are two songs that originated on this very page (here and here), and since then they’ve been on the back burner for quite a while. “Lost” is a long lost song originally mentioned nearly two months ago when i couldn’t get it re-recorded correctly. “Lost” is an interesting case because i wrote it a whole step under standard tuning, but i never tune down to there so i’m forced to sing a whole step up (not the most comfortable place for me). These three are very much a representation of what Trio was initially meant to be, so i hope you can enjoy them not matter how rough their edges might be.
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I think everyone considers me so extroverted because of my introversion; i spend so much time spinning thoughts around in my head by myself that when i’m unleashed onto the public i’m this unstoppable whirlwind of energy and chatter. So, maybe i need all this downtime to be as happy as i am. At the same time, i don’t have as many friends right now as i did this time last year because i never see anyone. One factor in that is theatre… ugh. I don’t like to act. I am bad at it. I hate being in boring shows just because they’re what’s around to do. And one is coming up… good person of sezuan, a show i don’t like one bit. And there aren’t any characters who i want to be. And i’m going to be too busy next semester anyway. And i seem to have been drafted. To the theatre i am a warm body and a resource; the director knows i have a certain amount of potential and that i work very hard and so he basically made sure to make me agree to work in the show before i could decide if i liked it or not. So, now if i don’t show up at auditions, it’s a personal afront more than it is a statement about my opinions on the show. Isn’t life nice?
Have you ever asked someone with a bruised lip if you could kiss it to make it better? It seemed like such a good idea at the time (while staring at the cutest swelled lip i’ve ever seen in my life, as swelled lips go), but in retrospect i’m not sure how well it would’ve went over. Someone ought to punch me in the lip and then ask me if i want a kiss to see how i react…
Any time i get farther away from the city than the mall-ridden accessible suburbs, i get freaked out. To me, riding out to Millersville or Bloomsberg is roughly equivalent to a plane dropping me in the middle of a cornfield in Nebraska. It’s rather amusing, because i’m not of those “MAC machine, cell phone, newsstand, food truck” city people, but i am one of those “instant accessibility, constant public transportation, city skyline at night, traffic lights as opposed to rampaging cows” people. Meeting and chatting with students from Ursinus College was especially amusing/jarring, because i narrowly chose Drexel over Ursinus within the last two possible days before matriculation. Ursinus was a nice place, and i would have been a very valued student there, but it was just too goddamned far away from my precious precious skyscrapers. I could learn to love the country, but i’d need a really freaking fast internet connection, a driveway shorter than a third of a mile, a credit card with good online fraud protection, and my own car. In other freaky news, i would have definitely been a PiNu pledge at Ursinus, which means in the alternate reality of my life i would’ve just met the entire Drexel posse today for the first time. In that reality i eventually learned to like beer because that’s what everyone drank, and i learned to accept my theatre classes because Ursinus doesn’t have a straight Communications degree, and i learned to accept that going to a concert would be an all day event back in Philly. In short, i would have learned to compromise all of the things that i take for granted because without them i’d probably just curl up into myself and wither away.
I have this very irrational (yet, highly rational) fear of contracting Oral Herpes. This started out as a sort of joke at parties – an excuse not to share pieces of pizza and drinking glasses with other people. As the years progressed my little rule evolved into my golden rule: The only people i’ll share anything with are people i would lock lips with anyhow. My friends all think i’m insane, of course. What most people don’t realize is that Herpes is the most prevalent sexually transmitted infection, only it isn’t just transmitted sexually. Anytime someone has a cold sore and they kiss you or share a drinking container with you, you run the risk of transmitting their infection. There is no cure for herpes. It is unsightly and easy to spot. It can weaken your immune system enough to allow other diseases to take advantage of you; by virtue of this trait is is known as a co-factor to AIDS/HIV. So, i might be overly paranoid, but my fear is not irrational. Anyhow, i hate sharing.