viva la vie boheme

i'm going to live in new york after college. i came to this decision tonight while i watched rent. that is an amazing movie, and i regret i wasn't able to see the play beforehand. i'm sure there will be some people who dislike the movie because it isn't enough like the play, not without reason. but for me, ignorant of the play, the movie was one of the best i've seen in a while. and i'll say this, that was the closest i've come to crying in a movie in years. perhaps it was the fact that it was all in song, but some scenes were especially moving. and now i want to live like that, broke, freezing, in a semi-bad neighborhood, surrounded by friends who are trying as hard as me to make ends meet, good times and bad, simply living. life in a small town just isn't enough for me anymore. i've had enough of the boredom, the simpleness, the ignorance, the intolerance. i just wasn't cut out for it. i can't read the newspaper anymore, because of the idiotcy of it's writers. the people who write letters to the editor just reveal their stupidity, but no one seems to realize it. probably because they're all as stupid and ignorant. i hate my coworkers and their rampant homophobia, the fact that the majority of them dismiss an upcoming movie simply because two guys kiss (sidenote: that movie, brokeback mountain, looks really good. i, at least, can't wait for it to come out). for fucks sake, i've probably kissed more members of my own sex than they have of the opposite sex. i'm tired of being a democrat in a republican state, watching every november as good proposals, to help education, build alternative transportation, protect the beauty that is colorado, are defeated solely by the often mistaken belief that they're a tax increase. i hate the fact that there is a church practically every block in this town. i'm tired of driving forever just to hang out with a friend. there is no culture here. no concerts, no art, no literature, nothing that i consider a newspaper. hell, even the liquor laws are archaic. i hate having elected officials that are racist and homophobic, or, at best just plain stupid.

**the previous post was written last night right before i passed out from lack of sleep (not drunkeness, that's tonight). that doesn't mean i don't feel like that, just perhaps it would have made more sense if i had been awake. to summarize, rent is amazing, i want to live like that, i'm moving to new york eventually, loveland/colorado sucks. that is all.

AHHHH

just got my work schedule for the next week. between tomorrow and next thursday, i work every day, a total of over fifty scheduled hours, probably closer to sixty with maintenance and other extra times, capped off with running a midnight sneak peek showing of harry potter thursday from 7pm til one in the morning. and there's a good chance i'll be working the next couple days after that too, maybe even two weeks straight. fun times indeed

music theory

what makes good taste in music? does one need to have thousands of cds, or go to concerts every weekend? my music collection, while decently large, comes nowhere close to the libraries of some of my friends. i know people with a cd collection that takes up entire rooms. myself, i have bought exactly one cd in my life. i own three or four more that i've been given, but that's it. my collection has been pieced together a few downloaded songs at a time, generally after i hear them on the radio. i am just not a cd guy. i don't really see the worth in paying 10 dollars for a cd that i'll listen to maybe three songs on. and that's where my question comes from. should i be considered less of a music authority because i don't own cds? at times, i feel this way. it is true that i am often behind the curve when it comes to new music. since my main, often only, source of music is the radio, i am dependent on the judgement of whatever executive it is at clear channel (for they basically own every station by now) that chooses the music content. this means, while i may love a new single off of an album, i might never hear the rest of the songs, even though there's a good chance i'll like them too. additionally, i am never really up on the newest music, cuz everyone knows radio really isn't edgy or new, no matter how hard some stations try. i do hear about new bands a lot, from friends or where ever, but i rarely do anything about it. i'm not going to go out and buy a cd based solely on a few good reviews, and downloading is too time-consuming. the best chance i had was at school, when i could listen to other's libraries using itunes, but even then, it wasn't worth it. unless i know a particular song that i want, the music universe is simply to large to just browse. so yes, my music collection consists largely of singles and top hits. i have a good number of other songs, but the majority could have been pulled off of some top 40 list or something. but does this mean my musical taste is in any way less than the person with 1000 cds? maybe i didn't know a band before they hit it big, maybe i don't have their song that was only included as a hidden track on their third album's uk release, maybe i only have one song from the band. this doesn't mean i appreciate them any less. i would argue that my methods could almost be said to be a product of greater taste, not less. instead of having an entire cd with a dozen songs, only two of which i actually listen to with any regularity, i have just the two. i can say with absolute certainty that every song i have is one of my favorites. so yeah, i may not have the newest indie band's album, and i may not have every song from my favorite artists, and my library could be mistaken for a top-40 list, but my musical taste is just as good as any of yours, no matter how many cds you have.

and it's 3 in the morning and i'm done ranting for the night

work is hard

i am completely and utterly exhausted right now. not in a tired, want to fall asleep way, but in a don't ever want to leave my bed ever again sort of way. the type of exhausted where it's too much effort to take off my work clothes, not even my shoes. my house could catch fire right now and i don't think i'd leave. it's not really cuz i haven't gotten enough sleep, cuz i have; or from working too much. yes, i've worked 6-7 hour shifts the past three days, but i've done that before. i mean, i went 20+ days in a row at the beginning of the summer, so three is nothing. the problem is how busy work is now. it actually seems like work. i guess it's the attraction of seeing the new theater that's causing everyone to come to a movie. and i mean everyone. friday, i worked the box office, selling tickets, and there was always a line of customers. usually, on the busiest days, there will still be pauses between rushes, if only for a few minutes. now, there is constantly someone wanting to buy a ticket. and then concessions is even worse. having been open only a week, we haven't really worked out the best system yet, where to put things, etc. so it's just a madhouse. as one of the other supervisors said, it doesn't flow. at the old theater, it could get busy, yeah, but everyone knew what they were doing. at times, it could almost seem like ballet or something, the way everyone did exactly what they had too, getting popcorn, soda, whatever. it was beautiful to watch, if you could appreciate what was happening. now, it just doesn't work. i'm sure it will get better, but for now, it's hell. and did i mention how busy we are? yesterday, we did over $50,000 worth of business. the first 5 hours, they sold $15,000 worth of tickets, and $10,ooo of concessions. that's far and away the busiest day we've ever had. the busiest i've been there, i'd say it was maybe $20,000. and the amazing thing was, yesterday, even with all that money changing hands, there was less than two dollars difference between the actual money taken in and the inventory. that's just about a miracle, considering that if someone accidentally gives out a large popcorn instead of a medium, we're about a dollar short already. basically, that means we were perfect yesterday. stuff like that is the reason i still work there.
and then tomorrow's payday. yay! plus, i got a raise. i don't know how much, but anything is nice.

new york

some of my experiences during my whirlwind tour of the big apple:
-i had dinner with Beyonce, Jay-Z, Russell Simmons (founder of def jam records)
-got in a fight with a couple of colombia students, and yes, i kicked some ivy league ass
-renewed my love of sushi
-dressed up in a suit, supposedly looking quite good (i'll have pictures eventually)
-fell asleep in jaya's classes, bringing the number of colleges i've slept in class at to 5
-groped by a gay man, at jaya's insistence
-lunch with mego, always a good time
-ran into drew barrymoore and her boyfriend on the street
-visited jaya's highschool, marveled at how young all the kids were
-saw some of the best halloween costumes ever at the parade
-watched ok go dance, got a little jealous
-rufus wainwright is jesus?
-sat in my plane for an hour waiting to take off
- gave jaya dysentery