Don't ask me to explain.

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Now that school is winding down and I am in somewhat different spirits, I feel it is time again to commit to updating my blog. I can say fully and surely that I will be overjoyed to GET THE HELL OUT of this apartment. 1 week left!
My wonderful roomates failed to inform me that one of their friends from Pendelton, OR was MOVING INto our place this sunday. So now there are 4 people living here and there are piles of dirty junk laying around everywhere, including a near-scrapped motorcycle ON OUR PORCH. If I wasn't getting the f* out so soon, I would be looking for someplace else to live. To be honest, though, this new person has distracted the other two enough for them to leave me to my own business. Lately the story around here has been that my two roomates are now doing each other, for some reason or another, and I guess they think it's funny to try messing with me in their own silly ways, ones I have been witnessing them do to eachother this whole year. I think the gang-up-on-Alyssa bit would bother me more if it were still, say, april...but it's not, it's JUNE and it's nice not to have time to worry about it. It's just hard to concentrate when you're living space looks like the aqua-teen hunger force's house (specifically when shake decides to fill the house with raw chicken and burn styrofoam to stay warm). Well, it's not that bad, but there WAS raw chicken found in the outside storage closet (from god knows when) and I have had to regulate the burning of plastic a few times now. Ugh.
*inhale*
Okay...so I went off there a little. These things happen.
After talking about this situation with my mother this past weekend, I have realized that I have learned about the same amount, if not more, outside classroom this year. Especially considering I'm a psych major, living in this small-town bizzarro world has taught me all to much about the dynamics of the existence of those with self-inflicted depression (a condition more and more prevalent these days). Neurotics are a handful and there habits get contagious, let me tell you. But we all have these experiences, right? Right.
So, on another note, I have broken myself out of what I consider to have been quite a monotonous music phase. Yeah, I was purely in saddle creek/sigur ros mode there for about a month and a half. It wasn't bad, just limited. New(/back) in the rotation include The Decemberists, Of Montreal, Joanna Newsom, Aimee Mann, Neva Dinova, CocoRosie, SDRE, Les Savy Fav, Belle and Sebastian, Camera Obscura and Cat Power with a little Bob Dylan, Radiohead and Immortal Technique. I really want to get my hands on a Blue Scholars album, but alas I have only enough money for bread and tomatoes. The Blue Scholars are a hip hop duo, from Seattle I believe, who deliver both educated, politically conscious flows and sweet beats simultaniously and consistently. I caught them live at the Sasquatch Music Fest and I was almost as impressed as I was sunburned (which was A LOT). I have decided that I also need to get into Japanese punk...why, I couldn't tell you. I just do.
Alright, it's about time I get back to the books. As always, thanks for stopping by, if anyone does, and take care.

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