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i really should start eating breakfast more. i should also remember to do my laundry before i run out and have to miss classes. i probably shouldn't get a veggie burger with bacon, but guess what, i do and i friggin love it. wanna know why? because it friggin tastes good, thats why. i eat food because it tastes good. if it doesn't taste good i don't eat it. know what else tastes good? the zapata burger i had a joe vera's tonight. that tasted way good (even though they put it on regular bread and not a bun, i guess they ran out of buns). the flan we had tonight wasn't too good, but i ate some, because it was free, and even though its not my favorite i had a few bites. yeah. and then i went to ruels show opening and it was pretty damn cool. and then i went bowling. my high tonight was about 122. not bad for not having bowled in a few years. i think i just might go again. damn straight. if you're around salt lake tomorrow night, come see split reactions play. we're playing at red light books in salt lake. 300s 200e down in the basement. should be a good time.

quickie!!!!

so i have to be quick. i had a muffin, went to math, wanted to kill people, went to work, went to lunch with vegor, and had the chicken pot pie. super good. also had cheesy potatoes, which were also good. went back to the office, wasted time went home, had practice with rob, maggot showed up , worked on a new song, went to maggots had papap johns, played tetris, wasted more time then went home and went to bed. i think i had a ginger ale somewhere in there too.

performativity

was the theme of today. i define performativity as the assuming of specific roles in specific contexts. and as the contexts change so do the roles. performativity isn't static. and i didn't eat breakfast again. i woke up late and missed my brit lit class. i didn't have math today, but i did a lot of math homework. not to mention i left my wallet at maggots house and had to make my way to her house then try to catch one of the five busses that run through her neighborhood. once i got on the bus and got to school i was hungry. it was about 12:30 by then and i needed some solid rocket fuel. dining services was serving meatloaf today. scoff all you want but good meatloaf rules. and you can make meatloaf sandwiches. i love meatloaf sandwiches. lo and behold, uvsc makes an edible meatloaf. after the meatloaf and veggies and salty mashded potatoes and gravy i made my way to class. this is where the whole performativity thing started. in dada, performance was nearly essential, and in performing, a role has to be assumed. a person cannot play them self because the person has to decide how they want to be interpreted by others. as a student i have to assume the role of the student, but i decide what kind of student i will be. as a musician i have to play music to be a musician, and i have to decide what kind of musician i want to be. as a writer i have to write in an assumed voice to perform the act of writing. in each of these there are ways of performing the roles, and in each case it is up to the performer to interpret how the role should be played, with an audience in mind, to be interpreted as the performer wishes to be interpreted. in social contexts, performativity dictates how a person wishes to be regarded by peers inside and outside of social groups. in dada, performativity is a way to subvert social groups, art forms and performance itself. somehow no one really caught on to this idea in class. this is a 300 level class. wtf. don't get me started on the ritual aspect of this either. i'm of the opinion most of this started with ritual. after trying really hard not to berate my fellow students for an hour i went with grabbo and jason to the cafeteria to kick it for a while before i went to work. jason had a taco salad and it looked really really good. so i got one. it was pretty good except for the fact that someone in the higher echelons of dining services decided that they would not, under any circumstances, even in time of famine and trial, put refried beans on their taco salads. what bone head was behind this one? who doesn't put refried beans on a taco salad? like, its intrinsic to taco salad. i told maggot this and she said, "well, thats just total crap". right you are sister jones. after suffering through the greasy shell and minuscule amounts of shredded cheese, i got a phone call from the incredible julk asking me if i was coming to work or not. woops. so i headed off to work. i was the only one in the ofice most of the day because today was one of those days where julk wanted to kill people. and she left early. and i did math. and did my usual internet surfing routine. (my daily internet routine can be found on yesterdays post.) between that and math i wasted a good 4 hours. i decided to stay at work a little later so i could catch up on math because its due tomorrow and i'm probably not going to do any tonight. or tomorrow. told you i was lazy. i finally left work at around 6:30 to go to dada cinema. tonight we watched ordet. super good. on my way down to see the film i stopped at a food stand because i wanted something to drink. i got a sunkist. and i saw they had a few hot dogs left. and i can't resist a hot dog. with mustard. and sunkist to wash it down. i really don't know how to begin describing ordet. like i could look at it from so many angles that i kinda want to wait a day or so before i talk about it. i mean the easy dichotomies are there and while they are worthwhile to discuss i'd rather do a little closer reading of the film. in some regards it reminds me of kaspar hauser in the way that johannes is denied access to language by his family because of his madness, but simultaneously, his approach to communication is the only way the family can save itself. its the family's duty to "accept" johannes as he is and blame themselves for his madness (theres that assumed performative role) and in their acceptance of him they enable themselves to completely disregard what he says, because, since he is mad, his access to language cannot be founded on reason and rationality. after we finished watching the film i ate a few of the cookie things old man mike brought and i'm pretty much filled to the brim and ready to vomit. its now time for me to assume the role of the sleepy student and brush my teeth, say my prayers and go to bed.

public defense

i'm getting lazier and lazier. i woke up early to get to class on time and i stopped to grab a naked juice and muffin on the way and then i kinda just ended up in a computer lab. i started doing some homework though if that makes it any better. it doesn't. because i'm pretty sure i missed a damn quiz. those quiz grades are gonna bite me in the near future. after i got tired of doing homework i went up to the office and started doing homework again. i find that if i take a break or two while doing homework i'm a bit more productive than when i try to do a marathon of math. i needed to send some flyers up to jared for the show saturday night so he could do some promoting. then i headed back up to the office for more drudgery. really, i don't know what i do there. i think i read the goner board about 30 times, then checked my facebook a few times , then craigslist, then back to the goner board, then myspace, then my bank account, then facebook and then i repeated that about 15 times. then i got hungry and heated up the leftover casserole thing i made last night. i put a little water in it and it tasted waay better. then i watched the police chase a guy in long beach on cnn. probably one of the greatest thing i've ever seen. dude was totally screwing with the cops. at least thats what it looked like. especially when he drove out on to the baseball diamond and was doing donuts around the cop car. it kinda felt like a real life dukes of hazard. no jumping though. and it was a white escalade. and they weren't in the south. so after that i did a few more math problems and then decided the office wasn't the place to do homework. so i went back to the computer lab in the la building. on the way i called to check my status for getting a public defender. score. so i called the guy. he rules. we chatted about my case for a bit and he told me some stories about other cases similar to mine and i hung up feeling great about my situation. i'm still gonna wear my new suit to court. so after about 20 minutes of wanting to punch the nice lcd screens uvsc has (because the math homework program we use sucks donkey balls) i decided to catch the bus home. on the way home i started getting hungry again so after my stop, center and univ ave in provo, i walked over to the gandalfos and grabbed a reuben. the dude who owns it recognized me and whipped it up fast and i was on my way. after a quick walk home with a warm reuben in my hoodie pocket i settled in for the battle royale. that sandwich is huge. when i make them i usually go easy on the meat, but gandalfos piles it on. i think i popped another rib with this one. when i finished eating i started taking up some of the gear that was till downstairs after the show saturday. the maggot and rob and charley showed up and we had practice. we made a set for the show saturday and started working on a new one. maggot doesn't like the new one so i may have to tweak it to get her to play it. after practice me and maggot went to her house with the intention of doing homework. didn't happen. charley gave me a cd full of photos that jesse had taken like over a year ago of red rockets and sons of the guillotine shows. plus a video of the red rockets covering down in flames at the halloween hardcore show in 2006. man that was so funny to see. i should have ended that band before it started. oh well. chalk it up to something. after i loaded the photos and video up on faceook, i grabbed a ginger ale and laid into the salt and pepper chips i got the other night. as of right now my belly is full and i'm gonna sleep good tonight.

eat right in

no breakfast. i had to drop off my rent check to the worst property management company in provo. aspen ridge. if you decide to move to a new place, make damn sure they don't manage the property. i've never encountered as much ineptitude in the 4 weeks they've managed my apartment. lost y rent check, lost our contracts, harassed me for a week about someone else's rent. i can't wait to see what happens this month. after math (i stayed this time) i decided to bail on the brit lit class. i figured i spent enough time researching the great plague that i could afford a few days off from that torture. so i went to the computer lab, started in on some math homework and did that for about an hour then got hungry and heated up the leftover chicken broccoli pesto i made last night. man, that is some rich food. that meal stayed with me most of the day. after the dada class i was walking with some of the newspaper kids and we were talking about maybe making this blog part of like a food column. i'm down with that. i wonder if UVSC is down. get ready. so i went to work and did more math and was generally bored then caught the bus home. maggot picked me up and we went to her house to hang out and make dinner etc. one of my favorite things to do is find whatever food maggot has laying aroud and make some totally tasty out of it. today we made like a broccoli rice velveeta cream of mushroom casserole with grilled chicken breasts. it wasn't bad. i forgot about the chicken and burned it a bit and it ried out as a result. the casserole part was the best. i threw in some rosemary and some greek seasoning and S&P and covered it ad threw it in the over for a while. while we waited i posted some pictures of the show on facebook and maggot played jaws. after we ate we sat around and now we're having a laptop party and are generally being boring. i doubt i'll eat again today. see you tomorrow.

stir crazy

today was the day i wore my new suit out. its a fresh pinstripe with low lapels. i need to find more reasons to wear it. after i went to church, me and maggot went to smiths and got some chicken and pesto and cream and broccoli, canada dry, tortellini and marinara, and kettle chips salt and pepper chips. when we got to maggots house i mixed the cream with the pesto in a skillet and started the saucing process and let the ream and pesto simmer for a bit. i added a little red wine vinegar and salt and chili powder and black pepper, then put the chicken breasts, whole, in the skillet with chopped broccoli. i let that sit and simmer for about 45 minutes, occasionally stirring and adding more cream (the cream cooks down quite a bit). while i was waiting for this heavenly concoction to finish maggot whipped up the tortellini and i had a big ass bowl of that and i snacked on the s&p chips and had a few ginger ales. finally the broccoli chicken creamy pesto was done and i ate it up. so good. maggot was too full to eat her half, so i'm eating it for lunch tomorrow. it was super good. i can jut taste the red wine vinegar and the pesto doesn't overpoer the aste of the borccoli or the chicken. i count this as a successful experiment. i love playing around with food in the kitchen. i think ext time i do this i'll add spinach. after we ate we watched a few episodes of voltron then fell asleep. for lie 4 hours. the hell. i was supposed to go to rachel and lia hunts house for crepes, but by the time i woke up all the crepes were gone and so were all the people. i didn't really want to stay inside so i decided to see what alicia was doing. she was going to keri's house so i went to go meet up. cassie and maggot couldn't decide if they wanted to go or not about every 3 seconds. it was like when hank and dean were helping dr. venture to repair the "problem" on gargantua 1 and the problem light started blinking:
hank: its on!
dean: now its off!
hank: its on!
dean: its off
hank: on!
dean: off!
hank: on!
dean: off!
dr.venture: boys, thats called blinking!
thats how i felt about maggot and cassies indecision tonight.
then when they finally decided to come with i felt like the king with the singing son in the tower. and maggot and cassie were the guards.
i almost went out of my mind.
so when we got to keri's we hungout for a bit then walked over to her cousin myrons house where there were supposd to be waffles. no waffles. strike two. after hanging out there for a while i got bored and walked mical home. she had a dog named boo radley. she said he lived up to his name. i asked her if he accidentally killed someone with scissors as they walked by. she said no. i walked her home because i don't trust provo. the people here aren't as innocuous as everyone wants to believe. i'm pretty convinced this place is the sexual predator capital of the world. even though i have no factual basis, i don't trust guys here to not stalk and take advantage of women. especially under the guise of shiny return missionary BYU student. i then went to maggots and now she's taking me home. along with that leftover chicken broccoli pesto. mmm

emiliano to the max

i'm kind of a day late on posting, as yesterday was one of the busier days i've had in a while. it started out by me and maggot going back down to the jail in spanish fork to be fingerprinted etc. i only had to wait like 10 minutes. i was the only person there, probably because criminal don't wake up as early as me. i got the pat down and then i got the photo (turn to your right) then i did the finger prints. utah county has a fancy digital fingerprinter thing. you just put your fingers and thumbs on the screen and they scan it. pretty cool. after that was all over with i had to go drop the paperwork off at the 4th district court in orem. they weren't open so i had to put it in their drop box. and before you drop it in, you have to do the time date stamp. boy, was that a pain in my ass. the time stamp slot was like not even an 1/8th inch thick. so i had to like get down on my knees and jimmy the damn thing in and then it didn't do anything. so i took it out and put it back in thinking that by shoving it in and out i would like trigger the stamp. turns out thats not how it works. you have to leave it in till the next automatic stamp. hopefully after all that hard work they get it. after we did that we got some smiths fresh values gas and then went to maggots for breakfast. it was maggots birthday yesterday (march 1) and so cassie made the german pancakes but instead of watching cartoons i was forced to watch the worst television show ever produced: shelley duvalls fairy tale theater. what the hell. who let this happen? like there was some point in time where someone actually said, "oh, hey, this one is a winner. really good stuff you guys". not to mention shelley duvall is ugly as sin (bless her heart), she looks like a beaver had its way with a skeleton. like the premise of the show is to find hollywood actors in need of a check and completely debase and under use their talents. for some reason maggot and cassie love it. like, genuinely. its times like these i question their taste. maggots addiction to bollywood is another. after suffering through two of these episodes maggot and i decided to go take some photos. we drove around til we found a dump and took lots of pictures of trash. it was a good time and then when dustbowl 2008 hit provo we left. we were getting kinda hungry too.
DISCLAIMER:ok. i must warn you. the next few sentences will change your life.
maggot and i, after some amount of discussion, decided to go to joe vera's fiestaurant for her birthday lunch. i'm not the biggest fan of that place, but it was maggots birthday so we went. after perusing the menu for a while, i found the american food section. don't get me wrong, i really dig me some mexican food (las tarascas) but joe veras wasn't really my fav. until now. i ordered the zapata burger. people of earth, heed my words: the zapata burger at joe veras fiestaurant is one of, if not the tastiest burgers i have ever had the privilege to consume. sweet jesus i was in heaven. like every bite was better than the last. and even after i was done it kept tasting better. the only 2 burgers who are near in comparison are 1).shirley's cheeseburger at the lamplighter in memphis and 2).the one the old lady at jacks rib shack in memphis used to make before she quit. i have a feeling this cheeseburger will be a very common item on my dinner palate. maybe even lunch and breakfast too. and just like emiliano zapata is one of mexicos greatest heroes, this burger is one of mine. after engorging ourselves with too much food again, we went back to maggots and kinda just fell asleep. after a good 2 hour nap we woke up and went back over to my house for the party/show. we told everyone to be there at like 7:30. and of course no one really showed up til 8. perfect. karl and kahea's band played first. it was dancy and had beats mixed with metal and it was all done by laptop. it was pretty fun. next came ccqb. they pulled off a pretty good set too. i think this was like their 3rd or 4th show and they're getting tighter. everyone was into it. after they finished we (the split reactions) played. i thought we did great but maggot and rob thought we sucked. whatever. i had fun and the people in the crowd appeared to have fun so its cool with me. we're playing on friday with cass railroad or something, then again saturday in salt lake with agape and the kidneys at red light books (300s 200e) if anyone is interested. then the alligators played. those guys have gotten so good in the last few months, like they have a real handle on their sound. and this show was so much fun because of it. all the bands that played were great and the crowd was great and everyone stayed (which is like the first time thats ever happened i think). after the show maggot destroyed the pinata cassie and dave got. and a few people scrambled to grab the candy, but mostly its still sitting on the ground outside my house. next to the big pile of trash no one seems to want to move. at that point most everyone left and we all hung out till the only people left were me maggot lex and austin. after chatting and goofing off for about an hour we decided to get some pizzas and watch the venture brothers. it was at that point i fell asleep. viva zapata(burger).