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Cap'n Crunch's InsaneJournal:
| Monday, October 19th, 2020 | |
| 9:18 am | The Boy Wonder.  |
| Tuesday, January 26th, 2010 | |
| 3:02 pm | What's the deal with my college classes making me read books I already suffered through once in High School?! I snuck into a Literature class as a substitution for the GenEd required English class, looked at the reading list and was shocked. The Great Gatsby. Animal Farm. I READ ANIMAL FARM TWICE IN SCHOOL. Once in tenth grade, once in middle school. What the crap. I'm trying to think of it as an easy A. I mean, I've done these discussions before and learned all the subtexts. I know the names of the characters and who they represent and all that crap. But variety! I'm going to be so bored. I can tell. Then there's these other books I've never even heard of. So maybe those'll be okay. All The King's Men by Robert Penn Warren. Iron and Silk by Mark Salzman. That first book? I went to the bookstore to buy it, and the thing is freaking huge! It's a brick. So, I'm going to be flip-flopping between boredom and too much dang reading. I wonder if any of those books are movies. Maybe I can get Mitch to find them for me so I can watch them instead. |
| Friday, January 8th, 2010 | |
| 10:03 am | I stand before you a man who has survived A Very Fincannon Christmas. I emerged unscathed, despite pigheaded brothers, lesbian scandal, customary yet very ugly Christmas sweaters, and my newly-grown potbelly from eating my body weight in pie and other deliciousness. Okay. So all of that actually happened, except I was just kidding about the potbelly. I did eat that much, but it didn't even show. I'm still as skinny as ever, dang it! But I'm still loafing about until school starts back up on Monday. Actually, I've been practicing my guitar (both the actual one, and the one on Guitar Hero! Hiiii-ya!) playing with my Aunt Marilyn's dog, and being a nuisance in general. I was so bored on Wednesday that I even went to go bother Reagan at work. And I know nothing about cars. At all. And I still don't think I learned anything, even after she showed me stuff. I just know to fill my car up when the gas light comes on, and that changing the battery makes my clock and all my radio presets go away. Yep, I'm a reasonably responsible guy. I may have done something to the apartment while my roommates were gone for the holidays. Who doesn't like surprises? Current Mood:  creativeCurrent Music: Can't Believe A Single Word || VHS or Beta |
| Wednesday, November 18th, 2009 | |
| 11:06 pm | I've decided that being 21 isn't really that much different than being 20. At least it isn't for me. I never really drank much in the first place, but now I don't have to sweat showing an ID. Oh, except that my new driver's license picture is ridiculous. It looks like a combination between a police mug shot and a twelve-year-old girl. But what else is new, right? Right. Thanksgiving needs to be right now. Obviously, the food is a big draw, particularly Aunt Marilyn's habit of not being able to choose between stuffing recipes, so she always makes three different kinds. And homemade noodles and Uncle Steve's pumpkin pie. But really? Really really really what I want is just to not have to be at school. I want to get out of the dorms and just go home and exist for awhile. I want to play with the dog. I want to have time to practice my guitar. My roommate was trying to tune it and he broke the G String, which I haven't even had the time to get replaced. I'm going to suck so hardcore by the time I go to pick it back up again. As hectic as the holidays always are, I'll be so tired by the time the break hits that it'll feel well-deserved. |
| Wednesday, October 21st, 2009 | |
| 2:28 pm | HALLOWEEN HALLOWEEN HALLOWEEN HALLOWEEN HALLOWEEEEEEEEEN!!!! There are exactly ten days until Cody Fincannon's 21st Birthday Extravaganza! I have the best costume idea ever, but I'm not telling anyone. Last year I was Gumby. HOW DO YOU TOP GUMBY? I don't know, boys and girls, but it's possible, and I've done it. Aunt Marilyn bought PopRocks from CostCo to give out to trick-or-treaters, and I found them and just ate like... all the tropical punch flavored ones in the box. Nine. I just counted nine empty packets on the bed around me in sweet, carbonated, candy-coated carnage. Contrary to popular belief (and that stupid Urban Legend movie), PopRocks and soda don't make your stomach explode! Just as the Mountain Dew I've been drinking, he'll tell you the same thing, all with a stupid smirky innocent face that nobody should believe. I'm having a party at MARS BAR, and some really really cool bands are going to play. Frank, my friend who's the alleyway entrance security guard (he always lets me in, even though I'm underage, because he knows I don't drink) said that he and some of the other security guys have bought me a present! Hell yeah! I'm so there. God, I am so wired. I think I'm going to drive on the highway for a little while and listen to some Lucky Boys Confusion and sing really loud. Then maybe head to Steve & Marilyn's to take the dog for a run. Current Mood:  crazyCurrent Music: Atari || Lucky Boys Confusioin |
| Monday, August 24th, 2009 | |
| 9:27 pm | ( I'd never make it through without you around ) Current Mood:  hungryCurrent Music: Hey Julie || Fountains of Wayne |
| Sunday, June 14th, 2009 | |
| 8:56 pm | That anonymous thing kinda bummed me out. It's nice to feel liberated enough to talk to people freely, even anonymously, but sometimes you just find stuff out you wish you hadn't. And telling people certain things also means admitting them to yourself. I just found a two-disc Best Of David Bowie CD at Goodwill for three bucks. Score. I know what'll be playing in my car for the next month. |
| Friday, March 27th, 2009 | |
| 1:01 am | Not Death Cab, But Still A Little Emo. ( Electrical Storm ) Do you ever just find yourself completely clueless about what to do in the world you've created for yourself? Sometimes I've got such a tight-knit group of friends that I can't imagine my life any other way, and sometimes, I just feel people slipping away. It's weird. It's kind of the way I felt my senior year in high school -- like you want to hold onto memories, but the memories are like sand and they're slippery, filtering through your fingers. You can already feel the world pulling away. I'm not sure why I started to think about things this way tonight. I skipped all my classes and spent my day on the ferry with my guitar again, even though it was super cold. I just practiced chords and set haikus to music. blue sea in my pocket keep it there for you and me sand in the lint trap bought cigs yesterday i have never even smoked seven eleven andrew bird sold out not one ticket left for me more violin please It's after one o'clock in the morning and I haven't been sleeping because I've been up thinking and navel-gazing. I love my life, don't get me wrong... but tonight... I'd really like my mind to let me get some sleep. Current Mood:  moody |
| Sunday, March 1st, 2009 | |
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| Sunday, February 22nd, 2009 | |
| 5:56 pm | Sometimes, I wonder what would happen if I worked the drive-thru window without pants. I was at work this afternoon. It was my shift, so that's why I was there. I kind of zoned out for awhile there, though. It's just become really routine. They had me on drive-thru again, and it's a challenge occasionally to maintain any signs that I actually give a shit. I have no problems with my job. I go there, I do my job, they give me money. Neat how that works. People think that it's not dignified to work in food service. Who cares? Somebody's got to do it. I don't know what the big hullabaloo is. I guess it was just a boring day. I don't know why I even updated. Maybe this will salvage the thing. ( He thought he was the Burger King ) Current Mood: boringCurrent Music: Without You Here || Eve 6 |
| Wednesday, February 4th, 2009 | |
| 10:06 am | I tried to start a Nudist Colony in our bus one time and it was basically just me hanging out naked. I ran into broken fingernail girl at the corner store last night while I was picking up some gummy worms and Mountain Dew. CASSIDY. That's her name. Not Misty or Christy or whatever. CASSIDY. I recognized her because she had her middle finger all bandaged up still, covered in gauze. I guess she knows Jesse too, and no, they never used to date or whatever. And she said that no, she didn't clean the blood off of her axe that night. She left it on there because it was kind of badass! Can you believe it? Seriously! So that was an interesting ending to an interesting night. I went home and practiced the chorus of "Stacy's Mom" before heading to bed. IN OTHER NEWS. Being nice isn't good enough, I can't manage to say or do anything right, and I've resigned myself to listening to old school Blink-182 songs and I've been getting the worst lyrics ever stuck in my head. ( Degenerate ) At least that's more appropriate to sing than the Family Reunion song. Current Mood:  confusedCurrent Music: Degenerate || Blink-182 |
| Sunday, January 11th, 2009 | |
| 12:20 am | Polar Bear. Ahh, my last weekend of freedom before classes start up again. Having an extra week of Winter Break than most schools rocks so hard. Oh man, I've gotta tell you, I did something brand new that I'd never done before this year for New Year's Day -- I did a Polar Bear Swim! You know, those crazy dudes who go swimming in the middle of winter and probably freeze their balls off doing it? A couple of the guys from the dorm got me to do it, and I'll tell you, if you ever do it, you're going to feel like you're dying for about a whole minute when you're in the water, and then you just want to drink coffee for the rest of the day, because you don't really warm up all the way for the rest of the day. So I was shaking from the cold and jittery from the caffeine, and then I didn't go to sleep until almost four o'clock in the morning. But I figured what better way to start off a new year than with something I've never done before, right? I mean, it sets the tone for the year -- thought maybe it just says that this will be the year that I do nothing but seriously stupid shit. I have such a chocolate milkshake craving now, which is unfortunate because 1) it's too late at night to get one, and 2) it's freezing-ass cold outside, so it's not really a practical beverage. Chairlift and CSS tomorrow night at Full Tilt! It's like an iPod commercial alumnae hall of fame. [Private] I think Soph's mad at me, and I'm not really sure why. She and I did spend a little time together this week, but she was really distant. It wasn't the same. It hasn't really been the same since the night we watched those Vin Diesel movies and the stuff happened. At this point, I don't know. Current Mood: creativeCurrent Music: CSS || Music Is My Hot Hot Sex |
| Thursday, December 11th, 2008 | |
| 10:12 pm | ( Completely, utterly, and totally private ) Oh god, it's finals week. I have five exams, including one next Saturday. SATURDAY! Why are there such things as Saturday finals? But when I'm done, It'll be nice to have three weeks to be left to my own devices. Well, aside from family stuff for the holidays. These exams need to be over... now. I don't need any more things to stress me out. |
| Monday, December 1st, 2008 | |
| 9:34 am | Thanksgiving was okay this year. The day itself was good... it's always good to see the fam, I guess... but everything else was kind of rough. It's weird when someone dies that you didn't really know that well, but you still knew them, so it still hits you. I don't really know how to feel about it. I met her a few times when I went to hang out with Soph and them, and I think she might have been actually introduced to me once, but the only words we ever exchanged were 'Hi' and 'Hi' when we were introduced. Still, it's weird. There's still a hole in the world 'cause you know the universe isn't quite right anymore. Current Mood: uncomfortableCurrent Music: Hide and Seek || Imogene Heap |
| Monday, November 17th, 2008 | |
| 1:29 pm | Today, instead of going to class, I spent the entire day on the ferry, dingling around on my guitar. I don't even really know how to play the thing. I know how to tune it, though, so that's cool. I guess I was just tuning it, and trying to remember the chords I learned this summer. I want to be one of those guys who can pull out an accoustic axe and just strum and thump out a rhythm on the casing... You know, like a strum-strum-Thump, strum-strum-Thumpity thump. Strump? Kinda like Jack Johnson or Dave Matthews... except... not quite so dirty hippie-style. A little more rocky, I guess. Maybe even funky, like Devendra Banhart. The ferry just went back and forth around the sound all day, and it rained. Not really rained, just kind of misted, you know? Where things are kind of damp and you don't really know how they got that way. So I've got sore fingers, a damp hoodie, soggy sneakers, and a pair of jeans that are wet halfway up to my knees. What a great day. Current Music: Expectations || Belle & Sebastian |
| Friday, October 31st, 2008 | |
| 1:39 pm | Heck Yes. It's my birthday! So screw you, teenage years, I'm finally 20! I'm celebrating by dressing up and going to that haunted house the radio station puts on, then going to the Killfish Club to see Spoon play. Maybe this is just me being painfully optimistic, but I really feel like this will be the best year of my life yet. I always feel that way on my birthday though -- just really excited, glad to be alive, ready steady go. In fact, I feel like I shouldn't even be updating right now, because I should be out doing things and meeting people and driving around. Holy crap, I'm hyper right now. This is insane. I've got to get out of here. Current Mood:  hyper |
| Tuesday, October 28th, 2008 | |
| 11:04 am | I kind of wish I had a girlfriend to take to a haunted house, so she could get all scared and hold onto me to protect her. However, there's really no guarantee that I wouldn't be just as freaked out. Current Mood:  amusedCurrent Music: Your Honor || Regina Spektor feat. Kill Kenada |
| Wednesday, October 22nd, 2008 | |
| 10:05 am | Is there any possible way that a huge grease stain down the front of one's pants could be considered cool or trendy? Or, perhaps more importantly, is there any way that such a stain could go completely unnoticed by the average person? Any way that it wouldn't look like a guy pissed his pants? In other, entirely unrelated news, Trip Like Animals are playing this weekend at Mars Bar. Incredible. Who's coming with me? Current Mood:  anxiousCurrent Music: Middle Management || Bishop Allen |