Back in the 617: Land of 10,000 Lakes meets the Bay State

Where the hell have I been?

I will tell you. Since I last posted (21 days ago) I have finished classes, finals, brought my stuff home, and gained a husband...well, we're not actually married but don't tell us that. Wait, what? Yeah I'm confused too.

So as you should know about socialtreason.blogspot.com, the man behind that, is the man sitting next to me right now, the man I picked up from Logan Airport on the 22nd, and he belongs to me...that he already knows. AND THIS is his FIRST time in my lovely Boston, even though he's not seeing much of it. We'll work on that...we actually have a planned outing with my family to the Museum of Science this week. He's already in good with my family. DAMN, can't get rid of him now...joking, I'm joking. I don't plan on it. I've waited long enough, I won't let him get away from me *maniacal laughter* .

Now I know this post is a little different than my usual talk but that's just the mood I've been in for the past, almost, week. Hopefully you will here from me some more...not until after the 4th most likely, sorry darlings. When I do finally come back to internet life, I'll tell you a little more about my two week Minnesotan invasion, what goes on, and this little flight to Europe I have planned for the 7th...

Until then, I hope all your holidays were/are stuffing and you're all having a wonderful winter (or lack-there-of if you're in the Northeast)...

'You took the part that once was my heart.
Why not take all of me?'
-Napalm

Gravity's a bitch.

Hello my stuffed birds!

So time at home, which started Wednesday night, has to end...actually coming to an end two days ago on Sunday. Wednesday night was dinner at a restaurant and Thanksgiving food fed me until I physically left the state and traveled far from it. I'm going to avoid the negative aspects of my mini-vacation, and there were a few. There is a good chance I watched a minimum of 20 movies those 4-5 days and I can say it was close to amazing. The majority of them some way involving Eli Roth (go watch the Thanksgiving trailer) in one way or another. I want that man to kill me...in a movie of course. I won't start talking about Mr. Roth, I don't want to get carried away. That level of procrastination hasn't been reached in a long time. But now I am back on campus, working my ass into nonexistence. I have a 4 essay exam-like thing that's kicking my behind. I did well on the last one for this class (Russian Society & Culture) but my brain shut off the day I left for Thanksgiving break...which isn't good considering my last class isn't until the 10th and my only final is on the 18th.

I'm ready for break, you have no idea. So as you know, I listen to a ridiculous amount of music daily from all different genres and all different parts of the world. As of late I've reverted back to some old favourites...and when I say old favourites I mean things that were listened to constantly around age 12 (a little over 7 years ago, damn I'm so young...) which includes Mudvayne. Look up the lyrics to "Mercy, Severity". Just sayin'... You can usually guess the mood I'm in by the music I need. Yes, need. My music is chosen by my needs, or my needs chose the music. You get it. I don't consciously go "this will be good..." it just works and you do know what I mean so I don't need to explain that shit to you.

I have some strange dreams my mind conjured up that I need to post to napalm dreams & little things. Hopefully I'll be getting to that soon. Until I work my way over there I need to write a little more about Stalinist Russia, so give me a break. Tell me all your secrets. Until next time...

'Mother of creation wait'
Love,
-Napalm

Call me later...I'm melting into the carpet

So another weekend goes by on campus.

This means I survived another week of classes. Friday night I watched one of my RAs play in a little jazz group he and a few friends threw together and then stayed up until 3:30 in the morn to watch Casino Royale eating FroYo from Stat's. Delicious. Yesterday I attempted to do some early and cheap Christmas shopping. Disgusting, I know. So I took the bus on over to Newington. I don't know why I thought going anywhere near a shopping center on a Saturday afternoon would be a good idea. Everyone is shopping and everyone is walking ridiculously slow, looking at things they're not going to buy.

Currently I'm in the library, once again. You can find me hear every weekday without fail for at least an hour. For some reason I'm more focused when I'm surrounded by others who are extremely focused. Make sense? I try working in my lounge, but if I'm alone I don't get as much done...and in my room, it's usually hopeless. Plus this helps me hide from the stress of everyone else. It's my job to listen to people complain and when I'm not working, and EVERYONE has something to complain about...well, I'm not as understanding lately. It seems the only thing I complain about is people complaining. Ironic? Tell me a story, tell me what's going on. Don't complain about it. I'll want to smack you upside you're whiny little head. Which also brings me to something I find humorous. I seem to be more irritable when I'm in a good mood...as in, I don't want anything to ruin it. So if I'm in a good mood, find a different therapist.

In other news. IT'S ALMOST THANKSGIVING! Sweet baby jeezums. Thank fucking gob. This means it's almost the end of classes (Dec 11 technically but I'm done on Dec 10) and you will see me running around like a maniac because I will finally get my FREEDOM from life. For at least a month...then it'll start allover but I'm not thinking about that. I'll also be registering on the 8th so I'll let you know how that goes and what my hectic schedule (my schedules are always hectic, there's no winning there) looks like.

Hmm...what else? Oh! Alkaline Trio news. They're planning to release their 7th studio album on Heart & Skull Records/Epitaph Records! This is exciting. Not only the record label move (an amazing choice I may add)...ALKALINE TRIO IS COMING OUT WITH A NEW ALBUM. Very happy narrator here. Will promptly purchase and review whenever possible (no clue of the release date yet). Read about it @ the Epitaph Blog

Well until next time I'll leave you with a little Trio for your listening pleasure.
Maybe I'll catch fire...
Love,
Napalm

Matt Skiba owns you all...

Monday Morning Caffeine: My Hands Can't Stop

Good afternoon darlings,

I'm writing to you from the comfort of a little corner in the Dimond Library (UNH - Durham) with my feet up, headphones on, Madness singing my mood up. My mood, however, has been light as feathers today which is a great feeling and I'm ready to take down anyone who causes me to feel differently. My morning started an hour earlier today so I could grab a quick bite to eat and head to the Russian Department in Murkland Hall. I planned to have an extra hour of study time before my Russian exam...during this time I found I downed three cups of Russian tea (caffeine levels through the roof...my hands are all jittery). I just love the samovar, love love LOVE. They must be sold somewhere, hmmm... The photo I have hear isn't exactly like the one we have but you get the idea, as many people have never even heard the word samovar before. Oh...and my Russian exam was pushed to tomorrow! One more day of studying and jittery hands.

What else? It's been a while since I've written anything here but honestly not much has changed. I'm still a college student reading and writing (required in at least three different languages) nonstop and just enjoying life when I can. Classes are almost over, they end on December 11th and that is A-OK with me. I'll probably live in the library until then...watching squirrels scrounge under trees and people run across campus (like now). I enjoy this library lots and I'll miss it when I graduate. Good thing that day is a little over five semesters away....I need to get on study abroad stuff. Maybe tomorrow. Or next week. Or next semester, ha ha! I'm really put things off until the last minute- I just need to focus on getting to class every day for the rest of this semester. It's a goal and it will be accomplished.

Well that's all I have for you today, hopefully I'll be back tomorrow with another post and if not- hopefully not too far off. I'm going to brew another cup of tea before Lit. Analysis...I see an addiction forming. Until then, I'm going to leave you with a little Madness to brighten your day as they have mine.

Drinks up!
Love,
-Napalm


Suggs owns you all <3

another day goes by...and then it's November? and I'm Fucking Pissed

Warning up front: Vulgar language....then again, look who's writing it.

We're almost a week into November. When did that happen?

So, Halloween weekend was Halloween weekend. I don't think I really need to explain that one to you. I danced my ass of well past midnight and when I went to sleep...who knows what time it was; daylight savings time confused the hell out of my ass that morning. Two things went down last weekend:

1. A kid in our dorm got a door slammed onto his hand and his fingers are stitched together right now. I woke up to screaming and yelling at 4 in the morning and low & behold, the ambulance is pulling away with this kid in the back. I feel really bad for him and for the douche who slammed the door on him- they're probably feeling pretty fucking guilty right about now....and...

WHILE WE WERE ALL DANCING OUR ASSES OFF

2. There was a "severe beating" (according to the police officer who was at my door the next morning) in front of Sawyer Hall (where I live) around 11:30 on Halloween night. I wasn't there for it, I was dancing my ass off...but come to find out a few hours later, it was a friend of a friend type deal that was the victim. Now even if I didn't know this kid, and know all the people who tell me how awesome he is, what kind of fucking heartless assholes would gang-up, 3 to 1 (possibly 5 to 1), to just beat the shit out of some kid enjoying his Halloween night like a good college student? How the fuck would you like to have your jaw wired shut after someone decided to kick you in the face? Yeah you wouldn't be having a grand old time when your dinner is coming through a straw!

People are fucking idiots some time and I just can't understand it. Here's a link to a short 7 News Article about it. I can tell you though, I know there is at least 3,000 UNH students (known via facebook groups) that are FUCKING PISSED about this and hopefully if someone has ANYTHING, ANY INFORMATION they would contact the police. Hell! Send me an anonymous comment here and I'll pass it on...no one needing to know who it was.

That's all I have to say for now, just try and be a little more humane and less human, understand me? "Do not do unto others as you would expect they should do unto you" ...or simply, don't kick someone in the face if you don't want my fucking boot in yours.

All my love to Adam and friends,
Plea for Peace,
Love,
-Napalm

Facebook support group: http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#/group.php?gid=165361619340&ref=ts

vague passion

It's only Tuesday.


If you're having a bad day fucking tell me about it, if there's some douchebag at work not pulling his weight I want to know, if you can't pay your bills because the economy sucks fucking scream about it...just don't be a fucking vague bastard. Maybe that's just me but I'm tired of people taking the easy way out. If you're going to fucking rant, do it right! and if you're not comfortable spilling your life, why bother even telling us the vague details? If I ask you how you are, I'm not some asshole that will walk away before the answer. I want to know the good with the shit. So spill it. And if you don't want to honestly know exactly how I am doing because my answer is too long don't fucking ask.

In other news, yes it is only Tuesday and it feels like it should be Friday, or at least these two days have been longer than life. I'm in the middle of figuring out next semester and I'm trying to work in some writing classes into my schedule so I can have an outlet. I miss having a writing class...correction: a creative writing class [I'm currently in Literary Analysis and that is NOT an outlet].

What else? I finally bought the Dope album "No Regrets". It came out back in March and I've been eying it and honestly, forgetting about it for a few months. I'm obsessed with one song called "Dirty World" because it's just that, dirty, and I fucking love it. I love Edsel's sexual style and the lyrics...some Dope songs just sound like sex. You'd have to listen to know. I'll leave the "Dirty World" song at the end of this post. As an album as a whole, there isn't a song I skip when listening to it, so that's some good shit right there. Get on it.

Man, what a mouth I have in this post. My vocabulary must be feeling a little vulgar tonight.

That's all I have for you tonight. I'm too busy putting off my life to really get into a post. I did, however, put up a new entry on napalm dreams & little things earlier and have another dream to post but I might get to that tonight. I also got a book in the mail that should be absolutely, brilliantly mind-numbing and leg-paralyzing. I'll talk a little more about it in my next post, granted I get into enough.

Until next time, go listen to some Dope and break something.
Love,
-Napalm

napalm dreams & little things (pt. 2): the birth of a blog

Evening lovelies,

It's a Tuesday night, I'm sitting in my dorm room eating Salt & Vinegar Pringles, putting off a take-home exam and singing Sweet Child O' Mine which has been stuck in my head all day.

'She's got a smile that it seems to me
Reminds me of childhood memories
Where everything
Was as fresh as the bright blue sky'

It never ends.

So the NEW BLOG is finally here! A dream I've been having finally sparked it and napalm dreams & little things was born! about 10 minutes ago...

As I've said before, I hope for this to be a dream log and won't be constantly updated since it relies on my sleep patterns. Those need a little help themselves. However, whenever I wake up and can remember a dream I will make sure to post those for your analytical pleasure or simple curiosity. I'm excited to get the ball rolling and the first post will be up shortly (as soon as I get my next-ten-minutes life together).

This is how I procrastinate. Off to the new blog, see you there. Until next time...

Where do we go now?
Love,
-Napalm

Beyond The Border; Turkestan

Ladies and gentleman, boys and girls, humans and...all you other creatures, today you are amazing and you should look into the mirror and tell yourselves that. Right now, go find a mirror. Anyhow...

I love coming up with titles for these posts, because they make no sense as they stand on their own, however- these two are the titles of the Tang poems I'm using in the paper I'm currently writing [insert breath here after run-on sentence]. It's not such an issue but I am exhausted and I have two write 3 more pages...and when you feel like shit, three pages can feel like ten. It's interesting research and once I get into I know I'll go with the flow, hopefully. Maybe not, who knows. It is more interesting to me because I get to talk a little bit about Russian history, and well, I have a soft spot for the hunkin'-landmass called Россия (in fact, it's almost like a love affair, it's just that good).

I gave in and bought new shoes today, after wearing the same ones for about the past seven years...to see the difference, take a look at these two photos: http://twitpic.com/lnrf3 and http://twitpic.com/lnre3. With this being one of the coldest Octobers on record, I guess it was time to go without holes and have whole shoes again...even if they are made of canvas.

Other future purchases I would like to discuss with you, is the Nikon D3000. Originally I had my hopes set on a Nikon D60 but they are circulating those out now and since I want a new camera from somewhere I can get a protection plan, I'm not buying used even if everyone would advise me to. I barely have the money to buy the damn thing, let alone fix something if it breaks. So all-in-all I just wanted to know what your opinion is (unless you already gave it to me nine million times *cough cough*) and whatever else you wish to say.

Now enough of this procrastination, maybe I'll actually go and get some work done instead of messing around with everything else that isn't my paper. Until next time...

Sit back, relax, and enjoy your flight.
Love,
-Napalm

pillow talk

[Ignore the post date. Actually posted on 12.October.2009]
What a past few days it has been for my body.

It seems that one of my roommates is prone to getting sick and I believe it's been twice now (having only lived with her for a month and a half) that I've caught whatever she has. So Friday I took a bus back to Boston and have been practically living in bed since then. Twenty-two pills later, I returned to campus via the same bus line last night.

Now it is Tuesday and it's the greyest of grey days. Raining all day and all night...I just may have to give in and buy new shoes. My converse are torn to shreds and I have been wearing them for years. Normally, I would say fuck it (as I have for the past two years with giant holes in my shoes) but now it's affecting my health so I guess it's time to beat up a new pair. I'm just cheap, broke mostly, and find it ridiculous how much I have to pay for a pair of shoes that my mom paid TEN BUCKS at the most for when she was a kid (three decades ago). So either I'll find myself buying new cons at the mall on Thursday or I'm ordering some Draven shoes on Interpunk.com. We shall see.

What else? I think it may officially be time to start the "Dream Blog". I might work on the layout tonight and a possible intro and if that's the case I will come back and edit in a link into this post somewhere/mention it in my next post. With the amount of medication I've been on in the past week, I've been having some crazy dreams that would be interesting to put down on paper/via blog.

Ok I have a conference with a professor at 1:45 so I'm heading to Zeke's for a Chai tea/Hot chocolate and to see if I can track down my friend who works in the library. Until next time darlings...

give'em the boot,
-Napalm

napalm dreams & little things

Hello my beauties...

So it's been about another week since I posted last. I don't want this to become a weekly blog deal but it's slowly becoming that way. I try to post when I don't feel swamped by life, and life is drowning me.

As I sit in the library, Facebook chatting with my friend who is currently studying in Germany, I have this overwhelming urge to not edit the paper that is due tomorrow. It's an analysis on Mikhail Bulgakov's Heart of a Dog...and is for my Intro to Russian Contemporary Society & Culture class. Don't get me wrong, I am fascinated with what I learn in that class but the workload is daunting. I will eventually get to that later.

In other news, I need more music in my life. How is this possible? I don't know. I feel stagnant in my music...but then I'll go put on another Rancid album and I'm happy as pie...If pie was ever happy. So I've been doing something I hate, searching MySpace. I used to get a lot of music from MySpace (about 5 years ago) when that was the only thing I used the internet for, other than tagbooks (if you were a member of the original bolt, send me a line!). So if you have anything to share with me, new or old, yours or not, let me know. I WANT SOME MUSIC.

Also, I don't know if I proposed this idea before but I have been wondering for the longest time about a "dream" blog where I keep track of the dreams I have. It obviously wouldn't be a daily update because I probably wouldn't remember ever dream I've had. It also wouldn't take away from this blog because I wouldn't be ranting on my dreams, just telling them as they are. So let me know what you think and maybe I'll give it a go.

Well that is all for this evening. I have a meeting in 7 minutes and counting for AEGIS [which I will explain another time I assure you]. So until next time...

Mind The Gap.
-napalm

Where can I fit myself into my schedule?

Yes I went to see U2 last week. Yes I had a good time. I do not plan to blog about it. Sorry if that disappoints you. The end.

Ok, not the actual end yet.

My schedule leaves me very little time to live, and sometimes I love it while other times I despise it. I am a full time student who works four days a week and is part of a major organization here on campus- not to mention two of my class require me to read 5+ books this semester (one class is a book a week). I enjoy this most days, while some days I just deal.

My job is finally taking off. I'm an Academic Mentor at the Center For Academic resources (CFAR) here at UNH. See the site for my job description. Some days are good, some days are bad- like most jobs but most people wouldn't be able to my job. Try being the person to help someone put their academic life back together...it's not always like that, but some days that's how it feels. I'm actually writing some of this from the computer cluster at my job because this post has been sitting in the drafts folder for about a week now.

So currently I have this countdown to December, where the brain power behind this blog you people should read is going to be gracing me with his presence for two weeks and it's been a long time coming. This countdown has also made me realize how short and how long time can be depending on the way you look at it. It's now 84 days until he'll be here which means 81 days until this semester is officially over. Not long if you ask me. Time needs to take a nap.

New thing this week! I've created a Twitter account for my blog. I say it's for advertisement/updates but I'd truly say I'm just addicted to it. So if you want to be reminded about new posts because I'm a bit off-schedule lately, check out: twitter.com/AggregateBlog.

Let me know about your blogs! I WILL read them, I do not lie. I have a soft spot for music/band blogs ;)

Until next time, "if Little Red Riding Hood should show up with a bazooka and a bad attitude, I expect you to chin the bitch."

Love,
Napalm

Ole Ole Ole Ole: No Bull

If there is one thing I really miss while I'm on campus, it's FOOTBALL.

I'm a Manchester United fan through and through, but without any way of watching the matches while at school...coming home this weekend,I'm not picky with what teams I'm watching. Especially if they're in the Premier League.

I'm currently watching the Chelsea vs Tottenham match, which is actually live so when this game ends, you'll get your scores. [game goes to Chelsea 3-0...people falling apart. EIGHT MINUTES of stoppage time. Crazy game. If you didn't see it, catch a repeat!] The Spurs are definitely putting some pressure on the boys in blue. I'm also happy to see Robbie Keane back with Tottenham [personally, I feel that's where he belongs]. Also in football today (but not televised for me to watch), Manchester United defeated Manchester City 4-3 with a late goal from MICHAEL OWEN in the 90th minute. I'm sure I stated in a previous blog how wonderful it is to have Owen wearing the number 7 jersey that graced the shoulders of many great United players.

Yesterday I made myself get up for a repeat of the United vs Besiktas match in the Champions League which was won by a header from Paul Scholes, my favourite ginger. The day Scholes (and Giggs as well) retires, I'm going to feel a bit empty watching United games. I didn't get into the beautiful game until I was about 12, at which time the academy boys had been playing for close to a decade already. I came into United during a time of Scholes, Keane, Giggs, Solskjaer and I don't know if it will be the same after them. Of course I will always love United, without question, but United fans who have been watching them for decades before me completely understand the feelings we have about certain squads.

Liverpool vs West Ham was also on yesterday. A lot of action in that game, ending 3-2 going to Liverpool. I also caught a few USL and Super Liga games yesterday which aren't of much importance to me so sorry I didn't catch the final scores. I did, however, watch the Milan vs Bologna game this morning[1-0 going to Milan] and now I sit through Chelsea to get my EPL fix. Tonight I'm hoping I catch the Blackburn Rovers vs Everton [3-0 goes to Everton] match to see England's Paul Robinson who I believe is brilliant, and of course Phil Neville (a former Red Devil and brother of United Captain Gary).

That's all I have for you at the moment. I'm as content as can be with the number of games I've watched in the past two days. I'll return to update scores as I get them and who knows, you may get another blog from me this evening. I'm still procrastinating, so I tend to write a lot. I'm still sick but heavily medicated so not feeling whatever's going on in my body. I've done a little amount of academic work. AND if you happen to stumble across this, or just read this from time to time and don't comment, that's fine with me. BUT if you blog, please leave me a link so I can check out your posts. I love blogging and bloggers and will give any blog at least one chance. So leave it...and I think that's all I have for now. Until later...

Take me home United road!
Love,
Napalm

Tell Gravity to Let Go of My Ears

Gather 'round! Bring the disinfectant wipes...

I am sick! Sick in the head? Maybe, but that's not the question of the hour. Am I illin'? Yes I am. I have the wonderful, ninja-germ: the common cold, which not-so-wonderfully keeps changing it's make-up (why we can never find a final cure for it!)...My internal and external balance is completely fucked and driving in cars makes me feel like I've been on a merry-go-round one too many times.

Procrastination is in full force tonight. I'm being a horrible individual and I'm missing class on Monday and most of Tuesday so I'm kind of in the "why do it?" mode. I will do my work, just not tonight. Nope.

I'm still on the lookout for a record player decently priced.

This post is kind of list like but that's alright, because I really don't have anything to post tonight. Just trying to not fall asleep and it's slowly not working out.

One of the assignments I'm putting off is finding Hip-Hop lyrics to analyze. I personally am not the biggest fan of hip-hop and I think my professor is just trying to give us an assignment "on our level"...but this is not on my level.

Ok so I have to make an edit to this blog. I decided to search for lesser known hip-hop artists for my assignment. I stumbled across OHHLA.com and these lyrics from Code Poets. I've never heard of them and I haven't listened to the song but here's the link to the lyrics I chose, and I dig them. Here they are.

INSTEAD, I'm going to leave you with these videos and lyrics and music I would rather spend time listening to:


(I don't know why this video won't re-size, but watch it anyhow)






Vitamin C to the rescue,
Love,
Napalm

Sprechen Sie bitte langsamer. Я не понимаю. Yo no quiero pensar.

Hello my homo sapiens,

It has been a long couple of weeks and I'm blogging more out of necessity than responsibility. Meaning- I'm blogging to get all the chaos jumbled in my cranium out somewhere not because I have posted in almost three weeks...

First off with some bad news, it's been almost a week since my uncle passed away on September 11th. He is someone who was very good to me as a child and was there through many of the bad times that seemed to find me. I don't want to dwell on it too long since it's still fresh in my mind and very depressing. All my love uncle <3

Today is a Thursday which means my week is basically over. No classes on Friday, just a few work hours which are no big deal...then I'm on a bus home to Boston where I will be until Tuesday morning. My mother's birthday is in April but we're celebrating it this weekend. Why? Because my mother is in love with U2...who just so happen to be playing in Massachusetts on Sunday and Monday. Back in March or so, I got us tickets for this Monday. Mind you my mother is young, she hasn't even hit 40 yet, and has been listening to U2 for a little over 25 years now and has yet to see them. I'm glad to have bought tickets for us to go together since U2 has always been something we've shared and reminds me of home when I'm away. I also bought us seats on the good, ole reliable Rockbus to take us to and from the venue. She was freaking out when I got tickets...she's probably freaking out now that it's so close. Wait until the day comes I take her to Graceland...

At this point I'm reading almost 2-3 books a week, while learning two languages, and taking two courses that are writing intensive (but should also be labeled reading intensive). I work 4 days a week and am part of 3 organizations on campus. I HAVE NO TIME. It is stressful but I enjoy always having something else to do...I get bad when life is stagnant. It's very depressing to me. Obviously I like to have time to relax and that's when I procrastinate on Youtube or go to the movies and live a little.

One thing I wish I had more time for was music. I live by albums and there is nothing more I want then to hide between my headphones when times get overwhelming. I haven't been keeping up with any new albums or songs or artists...that's just not how I do. I usually stumble over things and they squeeze there way into my collection. One video I would like to share with you is H2O's video for their song "What Happened?" The image I posted above is of the shirt I'm wearing...an H2O shirt (surprise!) and line from this song...and I couldn't agree with it more. Plus, Matt Skiba from Alkaline Trio sings during the bridge (correct musical term? I think so) and adds his awesomeness to this already kick-ass band. So take a look and I'll see you all back in the 617 this weekend.


Never forget what it feels like to be young.
-Napalm

H2O What Happened feat. Lou Koller and Matt Skiba

Sawyer Hall, Not Tom

Let's see if I can get this post out before my floor meeting at 6...

So I am officially back on campus...Sawyer Hall is now where I call home but Boston will forever be mine. It has been an exhausting 4 days I must say and I'm glad my biceps don't have mouths because they would be screaming. So here's a quick breakdown of how things have gone...

Thursday: I left my heart back in Boston around 7:15 a.m. and arrived in Durham, NH sometime around 8 a.m. Enjoyed a quick bagel at the Bagelry before moving all my stuff into my empty built-up triple. If you don't know, a built-up triple is a room made for two people but they shove three into it. Surprisingly, it's decently sized and there is some room we don't know what to do with. Not that there needs to be anything, but we're contemplating it. Thursday afternoon I went to my meeting at Alexander Hall. I signed up for opening crew (why I moved in on the 27th and not the 30th) and we were preparing the hall with signs and such for the Freshmen moving in on the 28th. That night, I went with a few friends to Dos Amigos in Dover, NH and had a delicious steak quesadilla...and then called it a night to be sore in my room and finish putting everything away.

Friday: Up at 6, out at 7 to move in Freshmen which turned out to take eight hours. 7 a.m. to 3 p.m. Some of the students and families were great, helping out, and genuinely thanking us for our help. Others just stood next to their piles of stuff while we lugged their kids pointless crap up three flights. Those people annoyed the hell out of me. After the 8 hours with only a cheese sandwich lunch, it was to HOCO! with the opening crew girls for a little ice cream treat. Later on I would eat a cheese steak at Wildcatessen, delicious delicious! as always. Then it was back to spend the evening/night with my Freshmen roommate Cate who moved in during the morning while I was at Alexander Hall.

Saturday: was a pretty uneventful day I would say. I slept in a bit and decided to grad some breakfast and head over to Newington to pick up a few things I wanted for the room. Turns out bus service doesn't resume until Monday so I grabbed a fruit salad and a hot chocolate from the Bagelry and read High Fidelity for a while (great book!) before heading back to the dorm to hang with my freshie and the hall director.

Sunday-Today: Today was just as crazy. Woke up early and helped my other roommate (person I lived with last year) move in and then helped a friend move into her dorm. Bought some things for the room, a new lamp to clip to my bed...I have to read a lot. We did a lot of room stuff and just got everyone acquainted with everyone else.

But at this point, I just want to close my eyes and drift of to la-la land. And I did NOT get to post this before my 6 pm meeting. After my meeting and dinner it is now 9:09 pm and I am exhausted. First day of classes tomorrow and I'm hoping each class just throws my syllabus at me and tells me to get lost.

Later children.
-Napalm

I apologize for the lazy posting, I'm moving back to campus tomorrow and believe me - I will have a lot to say about that.

Mini

Yeah buddy,

So I'm on a mini-getaway which just means I am staying at a friends for a few days while I ignore my normal life. I may or may not post during this time= I got here yesterday and will be here until Sunday night. Just a warning.

Hasta luego,
-Napalm

Breakfast In A Box

Sorry my lovelies!

I know I have been horrible these past...6 days! And should have gotten a post to you. To quickly wrap up my weekend: Friday night called for Chicago Uno's -with a waiter more delicious than any dish they serve- and an ice cream on the beach from the Banana Boat (Revere Beach that is. Been there forever, go.). Saturday I went to IHOP with some friends from Maine and a few Massholes. They staff already had their hands full until all 7 of us decided to show up. Caught up with one another since it had been about a year or two since we all last saw each other then we booked our asses up Route 1 to Michael's Arts & Crafts. Didn't get anything there but a friend and myself snuck into DSW next door and made away with a pair of heels each. Sunday I found myself in Framingham, MA at another friend's house for some poolin' and pastries. Breakfast that morning was provided by Spinelli's -a potato and cheese panzarotti and an eclair. Sunday night, got home sun drunk and looking to play computer games until I passed out.

But what was I up to today? PACKING. Horrid way to spend a Monday if I say so myself. I'm not a fan of packing- unpacking, I can do. I will be back on the UNH campus on August 27th (10 days and counting), and someone told me I should start packing- I said I would if they helped me- they agreed, so I was stuck packing today. I usually wouldn't begin until oh, the 25th or so. Today was one of those days that you sit on the toilet longer than necessary because the bathroom is the coolest room in the house. I'm not ready for the drama of campus, not at all, here in Boston I live relatively drama free. Here, it's also easy for me to tell those who bring drama with them to fuck-off. They are easily avoided, not-so-much on my campus.

Well that's all I have for you tonight. I'm in the middle of the daunting task of weeding out the bad eggs from my digital music collection. I'll have a better post for you tomorrow with more rhyme and reason. Go listen to some Rancid, make me happy...

Until Tuesday.

Hold your head up high
Love,
-Napalm

Today, Yesterday, Letz Get Some Spucky Rolls

My ears hurt from giant headphone pads, my feet are cracking, and my fingers tingle from poster tubes, but that's another post all together...

I ran to Staples this morning for some paper-products and on the way home stopped by my Nana's for a visit. I don't see her that often, as often as I would like, and well- she's not getting any younger. Nana Furtado, originally a Fucci before marriage, was born in 1918. Yep, she's 91 and still living on her own. Fully functional, just a little slower, and completely there. Nothing missing. I want that to be me at 91 and yes I plan to live until 91. I'll die on my own terms.

We spent a lot of time talking about East Boston when my grandfather (her son) was young, all of which was sparked by a conversation about her refrigerator that we figured out was 44 years old and still running perfectly. I wish I was a part of a time where two movies were a quarter, you could win prizes, and watch cartoons all in the same. Then again I wouldn't be writing to you know online, in a blog, with the internet, but that's ok. I wouldn't know the difference. Then we got talking about how much a quarter was worth, and a store that would give you two spucky rolls (sandwich meat included). Don't know what a spucky roll is? Google Image that shit. It's a short sub roll. Commence- my craving for a sub from Roy's, also in East Boston. I've been going there forever, it was there before I was born and the family that owns it has known me since I was in diapers. They also know my order by now: Small Pepperoni and Cheese with mustard and pickles, extra pickles in a cup on the side because I want to eat them. It still gets the raised eyebrow or head shake since the first time I ordered it.

Enough reminiscing. I'm going to indulge an internet addiction of mine. The COMBICHRIST tour blog written by Joe Letz. He lives behind his camera when they're out on the road and supply me with enough humorous goodies to keep me going all night. Check out the blog, unless you shame drunken humor and have a stick up your ass, otherwise- don't even bother. But for a laugh: combichrist's journal and here's a little video from Joe's YouTube account (fuxleep) that accompanies the blogging.



Off to the new post, until next time, take that stick out your ass and shove it into your complaining gob.

This shit will fuck you up,
Love,
-Napalm

Post tomorrow.

The Black Pearl: Johnny Depp Not Included

The Black Pearl- Newport, Rhode Island. Not Pirates of the Caribbean, but that was the end of my day.

The beginning of my day started out in Boston (home) where I set out on an hour and half long drive to Newport, Rhode Island (not home). As a belated birthday gift I was being taken to the Newport mansions. Talk about MANSIONS. These are the type of places I picture when I read books about wealthy estates in 18-19th century England and France, granted most of the homes I saw were trying to live up to the French elite. Since I wasn't allowed to take photos inside, google that shit because I don't feel like uploading what photos I do have from my cell phone. Maybe later. Mansions I saw: The Elms, The Breakers, Rosecliff, and Marble House. It's amazing the pointless shit people do with their money. I'd have no use for a home so large but if I would choose one to live in, it would be the Elms...the Breakers is so PLUSH it's pretty much tacky. The idea of sliding down the velvet covered stairs on serving trays was pretty appealing though, something the Vanderbilt children did at one time on the same stairs. There wasn't enough time for another home but 5 mansions for three adults: $93.00. Glad I wasn't paying.

Once the wall of fog rolled in, pretty solid in usual Rhode Island fashion, we set out to the wharf in hopes of eating and finding the Black Pearl. I had never eaten there before but my company was out to kill until that restaurant was found. Apparently they liked it. I won't lie, I fucking loved it there- just not the bill. We didn't sit on the fancy side, the tavern works for me. Small, dark, noisy as fuck...but the waitresses remember everything without paper, always refill your drinks, and make sure you're as comfortable as possible. As I was told I could order anything I wanted, I did; Appetizer: Simple garlic bread in fancy circles, Entree: Filet Mignon, butterfly cut, Dessert: Cheese and Fresh Fruit (fucking nasty cheese, probably expensive). All in all, bill including tip. $194.00. Now that may not be expensive to some big city spenders, and I'm from the big city, but I'm no big spender and I was sick at the sight of it...Even though I wasn't paying.

I got sick, once again, later on when I walked into a music shop and came across some amazing vinyl records that I would have bought on the spot if I had a record player. I bought Give 'Em the Boot 1, 2, and 5 on CD since I owned 3 & 4 and they were about 5 bucks each. All in all, a $300 dollar day that kind of makes me want to vomit but was an amazing time that I will always remember for the people and places I saw.

That was it, that was my Wednesday. There was a lot more to it but that could take a bunch of posts and this one was difficult enough for me to get up.

Keep an eye out for record players for me: preferably in decent condition or decently priced and not in terrible condition. Needed.

Until next time,

Get your hands dirty
Love
-Napalm

I'm going to spare you a filler post and clue you in tomorrow after my little trip to Rhode Island. Feed on my last few posts.

Lots o' love- Napalm

And So, I Ate

That is the summary of my weekend. I ate. Friday was dinner at, Friday's, clever. Ordered the petite Sirloin with a side of their mashed potatoes with cheese. They're brilliant and delicious. Saturday was IHOP. Three eggs, three buttermilk pancakes, and a side of corn beef hash. Why have I eaten so much? Tomorrow is my birthday and people seem to like to feed me. What's on the menu for tomorrow? More steak, that's how it goes.

I would like to thank Twitter this weekend for helping me connect with an old friend of mine. Funny how the internet works. I would also like to thank it for keeping me in touch via cell phone while I was without internet.

This weekend was one of movies, including: Lock, Stock, & Two Smoking Barrels (seen many times), Dog Soldiers (also a favourite), many movies on FEAR NET -on TV although they have Free Movies online, and one called 2,001 Maniacs. The last one being something new and probably the most, intriguing. A cannibalistic ghost town in the south targets "yankees", has a jubilee, seduces, cooks, and eats them. Brilliant. I believe it's an Eli Roth movie? I don't know, him and Mr.Mambo made an appearance so I can only expect it was one of his. Lots of hot maidens looking to get a piece of their new guests. Sexy, ruthless, and hungry. Crazy hick guys with guitars that follow you around, narrating with their songs. Hucklebilly (played by Ryan Fleming) was a personal favourite. Young, bearfoot boy running around and lynching cats, each for a silver dollar. Go watch it for free- and Robert Englund is in it. Go Freddy! (That was definitely a list-like review because you just watch it, laughing, all the while thinking wtf mate?)

I probably won't be around for most of tomorrow so I don't know if I'll be able to get a post to you. Give me a break, I've aged a year, ha! In the meantime, go read a book or something. Or watch free movies on the internet, which ever. Find some good movies for me, I need a few new ones.

Go eat some cake for me! Or have a drink, whiskey is my poison.

Happy early fuckin birthday to me!

Live
Love
-Napalm

The Execution Yard

This is a very telling blog title for many of the things I'm feeling today as well as yesterday.

Yesterday I sent out my computer that apparently has a damaged optical drive, and hasn't been reading CDs/DVDs/or anything of that sort. Felt like I was sending it to it's death. I miss it already, making it more difficult for me to post for you all. I tend to feel like posting at night and I only have access to a computer for part of the day. My laptop is beautiful, the love of my technological life, modified by a number of stickers covering every inch, down to the keyboard. Luckily, my warranty is good until 2011, I don't have to pay for shit I didn't break, and I'll have it back within a week or two. Soon enough before my ass is back on campus.

Also the Execution Yard is where I wouldn't mind sending a few people on holiday. What people?: Lazy people, Because "I can't refuse a two sandwiches before a turkey dinner" people, people who have bad conversation etiquette- they go two ways, "I always want to borrow money" people, "I don't like to be touched but I get on a crowded train" people, and a lot of other people this week. But I'm smiling, because that's me...and of course I stepped on the train guy's shoe to make me feel better. Sometimes I just decide to stop trying and let these people get what I have coming for them, 'cause mofo I'm so aggravated I'm throwing grammar out the window.

This weekend's plans are a mystery to me since, well, we never make plans. Things just happen. I'm going to enjoy being disconnected from a lot without the internet while I'm away, I'm sure as hell getting a lot more reading done. Currently reading About A Boy by Nick Hornby which, yes, was made into a movie starring Hugh Grant. Halfway through the book and it's funnier than the film. I have a few Hornby books waiting to get their turn and they will soon.

That's all I have for you darlings, I'm going to check my Twitter page now because I have many internet addictions.

Remember, speak truthfully and loud enough so everyone can fucking hear what you have to say. But also remember, opinion is a two way street.

Until next time. Until Sunday.

Take the next left.

Love,
-Napalm

I have sent my computer in for repairs. Full post tomorrow. Feed on previous posts.
Stand behind the yellow line.
Love,
-Napalm

Rancid: Never fell in love until I fell in love with you...

Post Recap of July 28, 2009

Computer problems delayed this post, more will be explained in tomorrow's blog.

What did you do on Tuesday? I went to the House of Blues on 15 Landowne St. Boston, MA to see what you all know as the loves of my life. Well my musical life. RANCID. My day started off slow with about an hour delay of the Green Line trains. All branches because of a disabled train at one of the other stations. I LOVE the MBTA, I rely on them, but the Green Line is the enemy. Just a useful enemy. Walking around the corner towards Lansdowne street showed the flocks of Red Sox fans making their way to Fenway which is right across the street from the HOB. This would be a good time to tell you that the Sox game started at 7 and the doors opened for my show at 6:30. I showed up at 2:30. At 2:30 I met 4 other people also waiting as early as I was, two of which had just moved to my home/hometown of East Boston. The lead singer of Billy Talent was parading up and down the street but of course I didn't know who the fuck he was, BECAUSE I barely know anything by Billy Talent. Later on, a few of the guys were playing wiffle ball across Lansdowne and Mr. Tim Armstrong (Rancid) joined in on the game. I have met Mr. Armstrong so when I and others tell you he is extremely down to earth, willing to talk with fans, and quite gentlemanly I might add. Believe it. This man is my hero if I ever decide to have one.

As I stood outside with my new "I'm only here for Rise Against" friends, I also explained to them, I only showed up for Rancid. Word for word, I get as a response- "Well I don't know about Rancid fans but Rise Against fans are absolutely insane". I just shrugged and said, I wouldn't know- knowing in the back of my mind that they weren't ready for Rancid fans. After sweating for four hours outside and then another 30 minutes in the hallway, we were finally allowed into the venue. I stood through Billy Talent, quite still I might add, still enough to get a video for a friend who is a fan. Crowd was quite dull except for a few fans who occasionally pushed me forward once or twice. The lead singer is very energetic and it would be a good show for those who enjoy their music.

Rancid was second of the night, which I still don't understand HOW they could be just a supporting band, in my humble opinion. First chord played and hundreds of bodies pushed forward. The guy in front of me obviously didn't want to be touched and continuously tried to push us all back. He was just met by a stronger push, slamming him into the barricade each time. If you can't handle being in front for all of the crowds, just not the band you want to see, I personally say- get lost. Leave the front for someone who cares. One song alone, I counted 21 crowd surfers to be picked off by security guards. Yes, I made sure to count- just for you my dear blog readers. Matt Freeman even broke out the pure white stand-up base for "Civilian Ways" from their new album Let The Dominoes Fall. Go look it up. People were being asked to be pulled from the crowd because the force crushed all the air from their lungs. I stood on my toes, letting the pressure from the bodies around me hold me up, and belted out every song. Old and new. My official statement: Seeing Rancid in concert is better than sex. Period-ended. No one will ever know how much their chords, their words, all their songs mean to me and what they have helped me through over the years. I feel like Tim Armstrong took my life and put it on every CD they have made. I don't remember the entire set but I do remember "Bloodclot" and "Nihilism" thrown in with "Fall Back Down" and "Last One to Die". An overall great mix of music from albums over the last 16 years. Including my personal favourite which they have played every time I've seen them- "St. Mary".

Just as soon as it began, it was over. Supporting bands not getting enough time I think they deserved. Sweating, panting, legs wobbling I pushed my way through the crowd -wetter than I was at Warped which was outside in the pouring rain. I walked right out the fucking door without looking back. No Rise Against set for me or the other 50 or so people who left with me after Rancid's set. I hope your Rise Against crowd was good guys 'cause now you know how Rancid fans show their love for their boys.

I froze my ass off on the train, in the most glorious pain there is. Rancid, by far, the most amazing band I have known in my time. Of course that is just my opinion and it works for me. Go see them live if you like any of their music, even if you know one song, go, you will not regret it. That's all I have for you tonight my friends. This post cannot contain the excitement and emotion I wish it could.

"Here it is
Here I am
Turn it up
fuckin' loud"

Until next time darlings.

"When I got the music, I got a place to go."
Love,
-Napalm

Daunting Tasks and Children in Heat

Boston Logan Airport Temperature as of 15:31 - 91 degrees Fahrenheint.

What task have I set out for myself today? Book cataloguing. How does one accomplish this in a house full of books? Slowly. You can imagine the actual number of books we own if I feel the need to know what's what and where (including a Boston Public School Book of Poetry for Children from more than 100 years ago). We have at least one bookcase in every room, including the bathroom. One room is lined with floor-to-ceiling bookcases and a few others of the same size are sprinkled around our 5 1/2 room first floor home. We're also planning on having a yard sale so we figure we'll get rid of the duplicates we already know we have plus the ones we probably didn't. so if you're looking for a book, hit me up. Good chance we have it.

Also you probably won't get a post from me tomorrow, once again, unless it's late. I will be at the House of Blues Boston for a show I will recap in my next blog.

I have currently taken over the living room to watch a movie while I have the place to myself. The Reaping full of biblical references that I doubt most people would recognize.

I apologize for the lame post with lack of opinion but I don't know where my emotions have strayed to today. I will see you all soon, lots of love, feed on my last few posts.

Here's looking at you kid,
-Napalm

Sunday: I Feel Ambiguity

No blockquote! Surprise!

I know, that's a first, isn't it? Today finally feels like summer which makes me extremely happy. I'm ignoring all the outside pressures and anxieties I have for a while (even though they are picking at me somewhere in the back of my mind) and not worry about anything until at least Wednesday night. Why? Because Tuesday I will be at the House of Blues on Lansdowne St. in Boston enjoying myself as Rancid sings all my troubles away. The headliners are Rise Against, who are being supported by Rancid (which makes NO fucking sense to me, I think RA should kiss the soles of Tim Armstrong's converse) and Billy Talent but I got tickets just because Rancid is playing. Honestly, I couldn't even remember the names of any Billy Talent songs.

Enough of that, I returned to the movie theatre this weekend after many beach-at-night exploits as my weekends usually consist of. My friend and I decided to see The Ugly Truth with Gerard Butler. Now let me say this before you groan and roll your eyes at me, I already knew how the story was going to play out just by watching the previews/trailers. So I wasn't expecting a life changing plot and ending, not at all [but Gerry is a wicked actor!]. On the other hand, it was pretty funny- after I yelled at some loud mouth asshole behind us to shut his fuckin' mug. Movies are great- too bad they couldn't come up with a device that weeds out the assholes and puts them all in the same theatre with each other. Assholes, theatre 6. Let everyone in theatre 11 enjoy their movie. All the mothers with babies, theatre 14. See how much they enjoy being in a room with 50 others just like them and what that will do to the next time they decide to go see a movie.

I don't have much for you this Sunday, I didn't accomplish much over the weekend, other than having a good time. AND, I think that's what it's all about. Too many people let the stupid shit get them down. I have clothes on my back, a roof over my head, and food in the fridge. Singing to myself, life is good. Fuck the world.

I love you all.
Live it up.
-Napalm

Photo Fiasco and the Original Bunny Gang

Sorry there hasn't been a post in a bit, but it's hard to top the last post- and probably will be for a while. Technically, the last post was for Thursday but something is wrong the timestamps. I have no idea, as long the day is right, but don't take the times as they are, just pay attention to the dates. I've been starting a lot of posts off with blockquotes, what's up with that?

I wanted to make sure all you lovely people got a post before I disappeared for the weekend.

So this morning I decide to see how my camera was doing after Tuesday (see previous post for explanation) and took a photo of my room. When I went to the memory I had noticed about 15 photos of the Warped Tour had returned to what I thought was a blank memory card. With every photo I took more and more photos I though I lost had returned until ALL of my WARPED TOUR footage was returned. All those awesome photos&video of NOFX and Bad Religion! I was jumping around the kitchen like an excited pogo kid on crack this morning. You can add me on Facebook to see the photos and video or just send me a message, since my photos and videos are visible to everyone. I'd just have to send you the links.

Another exciting discovery I made last night: Nathen Maxwell and the Original Bunny Gang. For those of you who don't know, Nathen is the bass player and back-up vocalist for the group Flogging Molly. Ever since I bought Drunken Lullabies -my first Flogging Molly album- I have wanted Mr. Maxwell to sing more and more songs, even front his own band. AND NOW, it has come true! My dream of a Nathen Maxwell Fronted band. It's a very exciting ordeal, and I love his voice. You can hear him do lead vocals in songs like "Queen Anne's Revenge" and "Cruel Mistress". Another personal favourite of mine is him doing The Descendent's "Suburban Home" which can be seen here:



Although the vocals of "Suburban Home" are different than those on his new album, due out August 19th. You can hear The Original Bunny Gang's sound on his myspace: www.myspace.com/nathenmaxwell Drums are provided by Nathen's dad who actually introduced him to the likes of Flogging Molly, so big props for Papa Maxwell for supplying Flogging with one of my favourite bassists, and to Nathen for just being Nathen.

That's all I have for you today my loves. Any questions or comments live them here or follow my links. Until next time...

Turn it up fuckin' loud,
-napalm

Who's Shapiro? Warped Tour 2009: Just about what I expected...

Sorry for the wait. Post recap of: 21 July 2009

And what did I expect? Not much. Out of the numerous bands there that day, I was determined to see three of them. The rest, I couldn't have cared less if they were playing at all. For the line up - Check out www.warpedtour.com

Now don't get me wrong, it was great for a lot of people and I'm glad. I also love the idea of Warped Tour's festival style with the ridiculous amount of bands that do play. I just personally disliked most of the bands -felt like so many just sounded all the same- and also felt like years past have been multiple times better. And some guy at South Station was rambling on about "Shapiro" to a person in the seat across from him that only he could see. Who the hell is Shapiro?

It rained like a motherfucker! And that is no lie. Every inch of me was soaked, including my electronics. This is why you get this post so late, I was PISSED all morning. I had photos and videos of three bands I wanted to see, total number of all media on my camera when I left the venue: 222 The number of photos that were uploaded to my computer before the camera had an error and deleted practically everything: 61

All anger aside- Bad Religion, NOFX, and Anti-Flag completely kicked my ass, PWND me, and all that other shit- they were wicked. I went to Warped in'04 and missed Anti-Flag, so getting to see them front and center was pure sex. They played around 2:55, mixing old and new into their set, keeping everyone happy. All the 12/13 yr olds who only knew of their last two albums eyed them, confused, as the rest of us broke out, chanting along to "You gotta die, gotta die, gotta die for your government, gotta die for your country, that's shit!" They were an amazing, amazing, wicked awesome, best part of my day by far. Chris #2 (Barker) is always the highlight of my life. Talk about some fucking energy, that guy has it. The vocals, the moves, the usual jumping into the audience, and of course, the wall of love. You have to be there to know. Also, you have a few photos of him here from the performance because (he is THE MAN) they were the only ones that survived from the bands I enjoyed :( but hurrah for AF. They rocked my world.

(5:55 p.m.)Bad Religion was in fine form, no matter how many jokes they make about their age, they still own you on stage. An awesome performace of Generator, one of my personal favourites, got the crowd moving. I had great footage that was lost, video of "Sorrow" and even a guest appearance by NOFX's lead singer Fat Mike, joining in for the chorus of "21st Century Digital Boy" [<- there are parenthesis in there somewhere but I'm too exhausted to remember]. After the BR set, NOFX took over, also in fine form but in a more intoxicated manner. Fat Mike enjoying Vodka & milk from a red solo cup on stage. An "old man's drink" as he says. The set was covered in rainbow flags as the guys played on the idea of this being one of the more liberal states in the nation. The boys being ridiculously, and humorously liberal themselves, meant no offense and anyone who took any are assholes. "Bob" was a crowd favourite of the night, as well as The Racist Joke Song. They also graced us with a new song they had just written in the bus about Massachsuetts, I loved it, I agree...it's too fucking cold here. Probably one of my favourite in the NOFX set was their cover of Rancid's "Radio", but that's just because Rancid are the loves of my life. After NOFX, I said FUCK IT. Skipped out on the 2-3 other bands I didn't want to see and waited on the warm, dry bus to take me back to Boston.

Well that was most of my Warped! There was more to it but I don't want to own your life by having you read anymore of this blog....BUT! I am now the proud owner of two RANCID tickets for TUESDAY, at the House of Blues [Boston] with Rise Against and I believe Billy Talent (I didn't know BT was still around) so I am a happy narrator. Until next time, where I may share more Warped with you.

Keep it wet.
Love,
-napalm

An AntiClimatic Morning

Just a little note: If you do get a post from me tomorrow -Tuesday the 21st- it's going to be another late one. I will be at Warped Tour tomorrow and don't know when I will be back or if I will want to write at that time.

Evening you delicious people! You have no idea what me and the internet have been up to today. Buy, sell, trade, tickets- it's all about tickets! I'm too addicted to my music to stop! I'm trying to see Rancid & Rise Against next week all the while trying to hook up with some kid who wanted to buy a Warped Tour ticket for TOMORROW! It's all quite insane but hey, whatever happens - happens. Also got my loan today, approved, so now I can go to school and be in debt some more! Fun fun.

I honestly don't have any inciteful reviews for you today. I could review a new movie I watched earlier or talk about some music but this morning has jsut been too stressful. There may be a chance I have the urge to post later, and if I do I wil be right back here typing. Tomorrow night or Wednesday will sure to have a much longer post seeing as I will have to tell you all about my Warped exploits. Hit up www.warpedtour.com to check out the line-up [which I'm not too happy about] or for more dates.

"God bless the concrete and chaos it keeps."
Until further notice.

Don't forget the streets.
-napalm

Salt & Tylenol: Weekend Wizardry

First I would like to say RIP Frank McCourt. Frank passed away today at the age of 78 from Meningitis. Within all his amazing writing, he has written two of my favourite books. He is one of the inspirations that has kept my pen moving and it's a sad day for your humble narrator. "The sky is the limit. You never have the same experience twice." - Frank. Now here's to tonight's blog...

Добрый вечер, Buenas noches, Good evening...


Sorry you're getting this post so late lovelies. I'm finally shaking this headache/pain in my brain that I have had for the past, oh, 26 hours. Finally feel like a human being again. My computer also took a 3 foot drop off of my bed about an hour ago and I had to pop a piece back into place, so a small heart attack also threw me off posting.

As I expected, this weekend is what I needed. Friday night, had a great dinner at Chicago Uno's and caught a movie at 7:30. After the movie we headed to the beach to run around in the dark waves and just be with all the late night people out on the sand until about midnight or so. We even had a pick up footy game with a wiffle-ball we found floating the waves.

Can you guess what movie I saw? Bet not. I saw Harry Potter.

I know that's not like me, but a friend and I went to see the 6th installation of the Potter series: Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince. And to tell you the truth, it was pretty bad ass. I mean, yes it's wizards and knee deep in the fictional world but I like the movies. This is coming from someone who read the first two books when she was 9 and quit after that. Dumbledore has a pretty kick ass scene as well that had me yelling "You're the fucking man!" in the theatre. The acting is improving as the main characters age and has more serious underlying stories than when they were the cute mini-wizards of years past. I still can't stand looking at Daniel Radcliffe - I apologize to all the fangirls out there but there's something about him that bothers me. Although, the part where he drank the Luck potion (whatever it's name was?) and he was going to see Hagrid (spelling?) absolutely had me rolling on the floor. Hilarious. All in all, a pretty good movie and I'd see it again.

Now, in theme of Harry Potter, there is another movie I would like to see. Cherrybomb. Rupert Grint, the actor who plays Ron Weasley in Harry Potter, also stars in this independent film that we may never get to see. So here is the trailer, it speaks for itself, instead of me giving you a synopsis. And if you want to see it, or just want to make me happy, help it get distributed in the U.S. or your home country by signing a petition to get it out there @ http://www.rupert-grint.us/wordpress/cherrybomb-distribution-campaign/

Cherrybomb Trailer


Well that was a long post. Thanks for sticking around through it all darlings. I'm off to watch Snatch and finally listen to some music now that my head is letting me. Hopefully I'll be seeing you tomorrow with some more news...

Where's your head at?
-napalm

FRIDAY HAS COMETH!

It is true, today is Friday and my weekend shall now commence. In 2 hours and counting...

These past two days seem to have been the longest of the summer. Not time-wise but by responsibility. I was working on my Russian review and have mailed it to my professor today for her corrections. After this week I hope I speak Russian in my sleep. I also need to get moving on my student loan, but who the HELL actually wants to go through that process? I should have a movie review after this weekend. Probably a half-assed movie review unless I love it. I don't even know which film we're going to see.

For those of you who know me...I don't drive. Nope. No car, no license, not even a permit. I have feet, mooching, and the good ol' MBTA to get me where I need to go...but for Tuesday, I need to get out to MANSFIELD from Boston, for the Warped Tour. I never heard of this before, but I'm sharing this weeks discovery with you: ROCK BUS That's right. Rock Bus. It's picking me up (and others of course) at South Station, taking me out to Mansfield before show time, and bringing me back to South Station that night. It's brilliant. It has spots for MANY shows coming up so check it out. It's definitely worth the not-so-expensive price.

www.rockbus.net

What other matters are at hand...oh! Does anyone else watch Nurse Jackie? I don't have the channel for it but I watch episodes online. WHO ELSE THINKS COOP IS THE SHIZ? I just needed to put that out there. The show itself is alright, some of the typical story lines, some pretty good humour. I prefer Dr. House humour over Nurse Jackie humour but Dr. Cooper on Nurse Jackie just kills...plus his "nervous habit", perfect.

You probably will NOT hear from me tomorrow, I don't usually blog on Saturdays unless I have an urgent need to tell you all something and have access to a computer. Damn that was a long sentence. So if you don't hear from me tomorrow I will return to my lovelies on Sunday evening.

Send me some music to review, my ears are dying for something new.
Until next time.

Mind The Gap.
-napalm

NEWS FLASH

Ok so I have a blog to post but I need to put this in here first. I LOVE NEWBURY COMICS & TWITTER. The two combined is an orgy of happiness for me. Why? Because I win stuff. I've won stuff from them before but this morning I won THREE TICKETS TO WARPED TOUR on Tuesday @ the Comcast Center. So, no need to convince me. I have to go! All though I'm really only interested in 3 bands. I'll go for free anytime :)
Now back to my blog I originally had planned for this morning:

Good morning darlings!

Well it's morning as I'm writing this but who knows what time it will be when I actually post it. You know I have returned to my addicting blogger ways because I'm writing this in a "note" on my cell phone. I don't see any character limits yet but I'm going to test that.

Cell phones are such strange odbjects, don't you think? I mean the telephone in general (I don't know many people who have house phones anymore), what an invention. I could talk to someone in Australia if I wanted to! & if I wanted to pay the long distance... People stand in awe of all the technological advances we are making - come on touchscreens are definitely some alien shit- but I'm still in awe of the inventions from years ago. We're just improving the original. I applaud the originators. <- Is that the right word?

What started this off was my cell phone, the same piece of technology I'm blogging on right now. I'm with AT&T and just recently had an upgrade which is good because I needed a new phone and I'm too cheap to spend a couple hundred when I don't have an upgrade. My new phone with upgrade: $50. List Price: $299.99 A price I would never pay. I didn't get a phone until I was 15 or 16 and in this day and age where 9 year olds have cell phones they don't need, that's a while. What can I say. I'm a 90s kid and that's just how we do. Having a phone that slides was as big as it got for me - camera or no camera. Didn't matter. That was it.

With my upgrade I bought the LG XENON, hurling me forward into this century of cell phone technology. I've always been seduced by the idea of a cell phone with a full keyboard. I'm keyboard wizard at my laptop and couldn't wait to text at lightning speeds! Plus it does that cool little slide I've always loved. But to my surprise when I walked into Best Buy! (yes Best Buy, they were the only ones who sold the black one and was cheaper than the AT&T store) and picked up the model only to have it vibrate wildly under my palm. It was also a TOUCHSCREEN. Holy shit. For $50? Purchased. Owned. In one customer review I saw that he said he had to charge his phone every 5-6 hours. That guy must never shut up or never turn off his phone...but I have kept it running on the same battery for an entire weekend. I just shut it off at night.

That aside, I like fancy gadgets but I hate paying the price that comes with them. So I don't. My phone is probably the fanciest gadget I own (my laptop is still the love of my electronics life).

Now it's time for a bike ride before it gets too humid and the thunderstorms roll in. If you're going to WARPED TOUR on Tuesday July 21st, hit me up. We'll check out a set together. Until then...

Turn it up fuckin' loud,
-napalm

Surprise!

Low and behold my darlings!

I have returned, I guess. Yes, it has been quite a long time and I have lost many readers...BUT I will still blog along in my own little world until someone stops by to glance at my ramblings. Now for a little on where I have been.

College. The end.

No, but truthfully - while I was on campus I had no desire to blog when I had time and therefore I trailed off into procrastination, my favourite hobby. It is the summer and college is still ruling my life. Currently applying for student loans and working on my Russian review which I volunteered for. I DO NOT have a summer job because the economy hates me, I believe it. I DO however have a job for when I return to campus. I will be your lovely Academic Adviser at the UNH Center For Academic Resources. Stop by and I'll give you advice and shit.

In other news... RANCID -the loves of my life- are recording a new video for the song "Up To No Good" from their new album "Let the Dominoes Fall". I'm sure somewhere in my last posts before I fell off the face of the earth I mentioned how impatient I was for the CD. Well, OWNED, caressed, loved, and listening to it constantly since it came out back in June. TO keep up-to-date with the shoot and other Machete crap, keep your eye on the Machete MFG Blog here:

http://machetemfg.blogspot.com/

The RANCID/RISE AGAINST show for Boston is sold out and I'm hitting the pavement to get tickets. So email me and I will buy those motherfuckers.

What else? A friend of mine is considering starting a blog for his ramblings, and hell I am SURE he has a bunch of them. Remember my Soapbox Preachers post? That's all I have to say. I'd post his email here if I was cruel and have you all send him convincing messages. If he goes through with it I will post the link here and send you all his way.

UPDATE! He has officially started his blog. Check out It's such a wealth of information, why are you so poor? Here: http://www.socialtreason.blogspot.com

Speaking of blogs, I have DELETED Playing With Napalm for those of you who cared. I didn't anymore and you can get all your facebook/myspace addictions somewhere else. NAPALM AND GRAPHITE has also been DELETED because I've realized to be kind to my original blog, this one, I need to focus only on one. Plus, the others didn't really matter. If you miss NAPALM AND GRAPHITE and all my drawings, email me and I will direct to an album of my things.

Anyone going to Warped Tour this year? Convince me that I should go.

All my love and bootlicking,
-napalm

P.S. WTF MICHAEL BISPING? You are NOT supposed to get knocked out. Ever.

Follow me on Twitter!

Waiting for me to post? Sorry everyone, I've hit hard times but I still stay true to my tweets.

http://www.twitter.com/napalmkristi

UrbanDictionary.com

Holy fuck darlings.

I am in the Urban Dictionary ranks. Check it out. Very cool, very cool. Maybe you could submit your own definition of moi to expand on the one there? I would love you for it.

Hope you're all enjoying April's showers. I know we've been getting a lot of thunderstorms which means I'M PLAYING IN PUDDLES! Oh yeah.


I'm also looking to spruce up the layout a little bit and am happily taking suggestions from YOU. I could very well go about and do this myself but I'm looking for some creative input...I love all you creative minds out there.

Now to go fight the hoards of tourists to get back in my dorm.

kickstart the fight,
-Napalm

FML

No, this is not a blog about the ridiculous FML website.

I simply feel the need to shout FUCK MY LIFE out the window. [Then I remember I live on a college campus and go shout out my window.]

Ever have one of those days where you're falling asleep at breakfast, in class, on the bus, and at work? Well that's me today, yay me. I work with children, grades first - fourth and they got to go out to the playground today - this means 2 hours of freeze tag, underdogs on the swing set, and trips to the nurses office.

Exam today, quiz after, work, now homework and job applications. But life truly is grand. Glad I'm still breathing.

I don't know if I brought this up, but weeks ago my 13 year old cousin was admitted to Boston Children's Hospital with a virus that attacked her entire body. She was put into a coma and was on a ventilator.... she swelled up like a balloon and her skin was turning black from broken blood vessels and other vein issues.

With that aside, I wanted to share the good news that she has been on the road to recovery, recently making small "speaking noises" which she wasn't capable of before.

If anyone would like to send an encouraging message, please visit http://www.carepages.com/carepages/KatieJeter


Take care everyone.
Take a nap,
-Napalm

P.S. This is what I listen to, to get my work done:


(them AND Panzer AG)

Back on Campus

Yes, I am back on campus. It wasn't long enough and that's all I have to say. I'm writing a paper and depriving myself of sleep, what else is new. I'll post soon.

Love,
_napalm_

it's one of those days

So TODAY is St. Patrick's Day as you probably already know. A day for people who aren't even Irish to go out and get drunk on behalf of the Irish. I'm probably just eating a lot of food (ugh).

I'm going to be putting up new posts on napalm and graphite and playing with napalm shortly. So I'll meet you there.

Enjoy the festivities today.


Maireann croí éadrom i bhfad.
(A light heart lives longest.)
-Napalm

playing with napalm

The birth is slow and painful, but playing with napalm is slowly making its way into this world of mine.

In other news: Brand New was amazing! Brilliant! Superb! And other wonderful adjectives. Jesse Lacey is the man. Enough said.

Here's a semi-decent video I tried to take of the last song of the night:



I didn't end up taking my mini-road trip to Delaware due to "ticket complications" but it's cool. My friend from New York came and I hid her in my room for a week...shh...

Awesome times my friends.

Well, off to do some editing and more procrastinating as usual...

Anyone else craving chinese food?
-Napalm

Books, Brand New, and Delaware

Hello there,

So I'm sitting in Murkland Hall on the UNH campus in Durham, NH. Why? Because I have Russian class in a little while. I most likely won't finish this before class and will have to post it later on while I'm not doing my FAFSA or research paper.

I just wanted to rant on the ridiculous amount of money we, as college students, are required to spend on BOOKS ALONE to take courses. My schedule for the Fall 2009 is pretty much cement, except for one of my courses. I'm continuing with my Russian language, I'm taking a Lit. Analysis course so I can declare my English major next semester, and another Russian culture course (as it is a requirement for both the major and minor in Russian - which one I'm working towards I have no idea). The one course that's on the fence is German 401. I have decided I want to start learning a third foreign language (aside from Spanish and Russian) but the one thing holding me back is the book price- $222.00 NEW from my bookstore. Obviously I'm not going to even consider purchasing from the bookstore, but COME ON....THAT'S RIDICULOUS!



In other news: March 7th, BRAND NEW will be playing on my campus...I am beyond excited to see Jesse Lacey belt his heart out on stage. He truly kicks my ass. And after the show, I am jumping in a car with my roommate and driving to Delaware. I will miss Monday classes and will be back sometime Monday night. Six state road trip in under two days. Got to love it. Then a friend from New York is going to be staying over....

Why isn't it next weekend yet?

Once again, as always, love,
Napalm