The Humble will Stumble

Oh hey there blog I never write on. Well I feel like I've had a valid excuse, I mean I've been a pretty busy guy since I last blogged. I've managed to catch up with all my school work, fail a math test so bad I dropped the class (lolAPlang), and through up a bunch of spaghetti (if I never told you that story you should ask me about it).

Well then, on to more pressing matters. You want to know something people? Apartment hunting in Charleston is a pain in the ass. It is stressful and depressing but the excitement of actually getting to live on my own completely outplays the stressful part.

HOLY FUCKING SHIT, I'm so excited for the dog show on Hilton Head over break. Who wants to come? Don't answer I know you all want to. Seriously dog show are the fucking quintessential definition of fun. This is not sarcasm, they are awesome.

I think I'm actually going to start blogging on this more, I promise. Oh and you guys, did I mention. New Streetlight Manifesto album in march. I'm as excited as a little school girl. Also streetlight announced they will be playing only a few warped tour dates this coming summer but luckily one of them will be Atlanta which was looking most likely to be my destination anywho. This is trying to tell me anywho is not a word, fuck you dictionary. ALSO in march Mark O'Connor is playing with a swing trio in Savannah during the upcoming music festival. What musical treats lie in march for me. I used to always say to myself, I don't see enough jazz-bluegrassy stuff live, but NO MORE, I'm changing that damnit.

I don't think I will ever be able to express my love for Victor Wooten and Bela Fleck in words. Downloading one of the Flecktones albums I had never heard completely re-affirmed there place as my favorite band.

And as always here's your life lesson.

Life Lesson: Don't overpay for your live poultry, just order them online dummy!

Mark O'Connor, whadda guy

FUCK IT, WE'LL DO IT LIVE

Broke my jaw, in three places, thats sucks huh? It takes one little accident to fuck up a month and a half of your life, MAKES YAH THINK HUH? I guess I should be happy it's not any worse, but that's kind of hard when the most substantial meal I've had in three days is mash potatoes and butter. SEE IF YOU CAN GUESS THE FUCKING SPECIAL INGREDIENT, hint: ITS BUTTER!

So I can tell my parents want me to skip the semester because they think I've fallen to behind in school and think I should stay home to recover. I say FUCKkkk that, I'm going back and finishing the semester, I can't stand the thought of having to stay here (Hilton Head) and doing nothing for four or five months. Staying would probably be for the best honestly, I wouldn't be trying to recover and catch up on school work at the same time, hell there putting me under again next week. I could always just get a job and take summer classes. But once again, FUCK IT. I'm going back, My life may be a living hell for a few weeks but you know what, fuck it (you should be noticing a theme). I don't even know why I'm writing about this shit....awwwwwllll.... fuck it

This ain't a Surfin' Movie

I'm about to make some hard cash, you know how? Whoring myself out to science. I'm looking into getting into some MUSC studies like the one run by the lovely* (read foot note) Carrie Veneman who is doing some study on hearing loss that I'm going in to do next week. There was one study that involved "minimally intrusive brain technology" that had something to do with our perception of pain. If that didn't sound so goddamn horrifying I might just do it.

But anyways the reason I'm trying to get some money together is because I have plans, big plans, that involve cabins, with jacuzzi's, in Tennessee. Even without elaborating doesn't that sound like fun?

Damn, so excited for the long weekend, really more then I should be considering we've only had one week of classes. February is going to be an awesome month. It's shaping up to have a lot fun weekends and events jammed into it. Also Gage, I'm excited for you to visit buddy which also will be occurring in February.

I was watching the Cavs game tonight, and realized if Lebron James leaves Cleveland me and Alex will literally cry in each other arms.

Life lesson: Don't make weird jokes to your suite mate when his girlfriend is breaking up with him, he won't appreciate it.

footnote*- I don't really know if she's lovely or not, I've never met her

90s Beat on a 50s Sound

*I'm going to do a little experiment and just keep typing whatever comes to mind with no preemptive thought and then just post it, lets see how this goes*

What up internet,

Props to my main man Gage for winning the milk chug off challenge extravaganza today. Yah, I said props, deal with it. So Youth and Revolt could have been great, but wasn't. I saw a guy sleeping in his car outside of that gas station near Northridge. He looked pretty shifty, and I mean like ex-con shifty, but I should have blown everyone off and hung out with that guy instead. Sure it would have been weird at first. Me, just approaching him in a parking lot at like 9 at night, but you know what, we would have been fast friends. He would teach me how to... give piercings or something fun and I would teach him how to love. Then they would make a lifetime movie about us called "Heart on Parole". Damn you Youth and Revolt, there were so much better things in store for me tonight.

Lets get really serious for a second, lets talk about regrets, or not. Instead lets talk about black people. Specifically Nerijus and black people. Why does Nerijus like black people more then me? Only the universe knows, if thats a thing, the universe knowing stuff, I don't know, you decide. SO MANY COMMAS. Alrighty, I like where this going.... nowhere. Which honestly is my favorite place to go. There's so much to do at nowhere, they offer a wide variety of activities. LIKE doing nothing orrrrr going to the bathroom, both of which are fun. Speaking of fun This is fun, the backspace is my enemy tonight, he will not win, I SHOW NO MERCY.

My internet is retarded. JOSH, if you read this, which you may not. You broke it, I don't know what you did, but you broke it.

I'm driving back to Charleston tomorrow. US-17 is the worst road ever, I wish I could avoid it. You know what my favorite part about the relatively brief drive to Charleston is? YOU PASS 3 DIFFERENT CIDER STORES. Seriously, its ridiculous, is the cider market really that big out there. I refuse to believe that, in fact I refuse to believe there is a cider sector of the economy period, much less one big enough to produce three stores in a 30 mile radius. People own those stores, someone's whole existence somewhere is devoted to running a cider store. In fact three peoples' existences.

Welp, I did it, I'm done writing, that was exciting.

LifeLesson o' the day: Don't walk like an ogre, or people will call you ogre, and want to punch you in the stomach.

That Bitch got yellow, blue, and green stones on it

I just want to start out by saying, Bowl Season was awesome this year, a lot of quality match ups along with Ohio State winning= good times.

So I couldn't sleep which is why I'm writing this I guess. Still not exactly sure what this is. You know who sucks. Geoff Yost sucks, He runs the radio station at CofC where we do our radio show. The station is always fucked up, I'm not joking, always. There is not a day where I go into that radio station and we don't have to fix something before starting our show. That shit is getting old real fast.

In lighter news, I return to Charleston on Saturday, I can't wait. This island is driving me insane. Not the people here, seeing everyone has been awesome, but this island is just not good for people our age. Also just being home again is stressful. After not having to deal with it, getting bitched at by my mom isn't fun. And really I don't even blame her, I would bitch at me to, which just makes it even worse.

Bryan went back to Germany, I'm really really bummed about that because we probably won't get to see him for over a year. You stay safe you glorious bastard.

I just saw Extract, and I liked it a whole lot. Also I just saw TimeCrimes courtesy of Chris Park which was also really good. I highly recommend both these movies. I do not recommend Enemy of the State, that movie literally put me to sleep.

Well thats really all thats on my mind tonight. Wow that's really boring, I promise these will be funnier and less depressing in the future. Maybe I can recover with my life lesson.

LifeLesson for the day: Getting into old people's wills is way harder then it looks, breaking into boatyards is not.

Shits so Cash

I guess I'm returning to blogging because thats what seems to be cool nowadays, and what am I if not the quintessential fucking image of hip. I know most of you have been dieing to be even more connected to this beautiful mind of mine, or probably not, either way: to bad now you are.

What really is the point of blogging I considered for hours (hours is Jeffrey code for 10 minutes) today before painstakingly reseting the password on my google account. What is even worth blogging about, I can think of no better use of this little niche of the internets I've nestled into then for it to be an outlet for my anger. So our the humble beginnings of Jeffrey Incorporated, a place where you, the reader, can go to chuckle at my musings, my hateful hateful musings.

I don't have anything terribly interesting to say right now (I know, I'm setting myself up to hit this blog out of the park), so I'm just going to start with some random thoughts:

• You know what I'm excited for people? Flogging Molly in February right before my birthday. You know what I'm not excited for. Having to step into the music farm again. For a place that calls itself a goddamn music farm you would think they would run the sound better in there.
• Does anyone want to play a drinking game with me where we watch Avatar and count the cliches, actually scratch that someone might get alcohol poisoning.
• I'm golfing tomorrow morning, it's going to be freezing and I'm terrible at golf, I smell success.
• Being away from Charleston this long is making my insides sad, although that may just be the Mongolian beef from yummy house.

Don't you feel like you know me so much better now?!?!

Back in the day when I used to blog I ended everyone with a little life lesson, today's life lesson is: Don't use the term "back in the day" to refer to the beginning of 2008, thats just douche-y, oh wait damnit

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