tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11748627618582411192024-02-02T00:52:54.189-05:00Hail to Whatever You Found in the Sunlightmadison mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15580794340671367411noreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1174862761858241119.post-47396062966030366862010-03-10T02:16:00.002-05:002010-03-10T02:18:34.550-05:00may my heart always be open<span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;font-size:14;" ><span style="font-size:85%;">may my heart always be open to little<br /><a id="KonaLink0" target="undefined" class="kLink" style="text-decoration: underline ! important; position: static;" href="http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/may-my-heart-always-be-open-to-little/#"><span style="font-weight: 400; position: static; color: rgb(176, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;" ><span class="kLink" style="font-weight: 400; position: relative; color: rgb(176, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;" >birds</span></span></a> who are the secrets of living<br />whatever they sing is better than to know<br />and if men should not hear them men are old<br /><br />may my mind stroll about hungry<br />and fearless and thirsty and supple<br />and even if it's sunday may i be wrong<br />for whenever men are right they are not young<br /><br />and may myself do nothing usefully<br />and love yourself so more than truly<br />there's never been quite such a fool who could fail<br />pulling all the sky over him with one smile </span><br /> </span>madison mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15580794340671367411noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1174862761858241119.post-69523606745904445992010-03-10T02:13:00.000-05:002010-03-10T02:14:33.747-05:00the aim of waking is to dream<table id="table21" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"><tbody><tr><td style="width: 100%;"><br /> </td> <td rowspan="2" valign="top" width="100"> <!----> <div bgcolor="#f1f2f2" align="left"> <table style="width: 122px; height: 51px;" bgcolor="#f1f2f2" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"> <tbody><tr> <td> <p align="center"> User R:</p></td> </tr> <tr> <td><br /></td> </tr> <tr> <td class="z1"><br /></td> </tr> </tbody></table> </div><br /></td> <!--</span>--> </tr> <tr> <td valign="top"> <table id="table23" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"> <tbody><tr> <td valign="top" width="30"> </td> <td style="width: 100%;" valign="top"> <span style="font-size: 14px; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> in time of daffodils(who know<br />the goal of living is to grow)<br />forgetting why,remember how<br /><br />in time of lilacs who proclaim<br />the aim of waking is to dream,<br />remember so(forgetting seem)<br /><br />in time of roses(who amaze<br />our now and here with paradise)<br />forgetting if,remember yes<br /><br />in time of all sweet things beyond<br />whatever mind may comprehend,<br />remember seek(forgetting find)<br /><br />and in a mystery to be<br />(when time from time shall set us free)<br />forgetting me,remember me </span></td></tr></tbody></table></td></tr></tbody></table>madison mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15580794340671367411noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1174862761858241119.post-27103120941342361072010-03-10T01:37:00.000-05:002010-03-10T01:44:01.256-05:00when it rains, it poursi've always been told to stay away, but i've always been on the stubborn side of things. <br /><br />i don't want to wait and wonder anymore what's going to happen or what could happen. i just want you to heal and i want you to be safe and warm all the time. i want you to know how wonderful you are, and the goodness that i see in you. there is so much more to you than what's going on in your life at the moment. this is not you. this is just what's happening. <br /><br />go outside.lay in the sun and let it soak into your veins and warm your blood and mend your heart. because god only knows why, but you've stopped letting me.madison mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15580794340671367411noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1174862761858241119.post-53504691477616992032009-08-28T02:02:00.005-04:002009-08-28T03:19:17.535-04:00"i died"i have three (3) charcoal sketches due tomorrow. Started at 6 during class, I just finished. it's currently 2:18 AM. deathhhh<br />35 hours of work + 15 hours of cofc + intern on sundays= a complete haze.<br />there hasn't been alcohol in my system since sunday. what? missing so many people right now.<br /><br />Anyway, a few things i am excited about:<br />1. the mountain goats, decemberists, and band of horses tickets purchased!<br />2. alex/alex/tillye move out!!!<br />3. The Brisbones + Co in Columbia Saturday! long overdue for a miniroadtrip with the boys. excited to see & hang out with columbia people especially deborahhh my loveee<br />4. Crowfield in columbia also on saturday @ the White Mule. I told tyler he was going to see Co even if i have to drag him off the stage by his beard. it's true<br />5. my vintage shop, ansonborough square, via etsy.<br />8. i'm excited for kris. =)<br />9. moving in with ms dolan in january! lease is signed! hellooo cannon st.<br /><br />yesterday, tyler heard "leslie ann levine" by the decemeberists for the first time. He doesn't know who the mountain goats are. now i have to make him a mix cd. How do you expand the music of the lead singer of a band like Crowfield? ugh. any tips?madison mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15580794340671367411noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1174862761858241119.post-43431000903334423052009-05-01T02:00:00.002-04:002009-05-01T02:35:42.841-04:00It was then the fox appeared."Good morning," said the fox.<br />"Good morning," said the little prince, "Come and play with me, I'm feeling so sad."<br />"I can't play with you," the fox said. "I'm not tamed."<br />"What does tamed mean?" asked the little prince.<br />"It's something that's been too often neglected. It means 'to create ties'..."<br />"To create ties?"<br />"That's right," the fox said. "For me you're only a little boy just like a thousand other little boys. And I have no need of you. And you have no need of me, either. For you I'm only a fox like a thousand other foxes. But if you tame me, we'll need eachother. You'll be the only boy in the world for me and I'll be the only fox in the world for you...<br />"Nothing's perfect," the fox sighed. "But if you tame me, my life will be filled with sunshine. I will know the sound of your footsteps that will be different from the rest. Yours will call me out of my burrow like music. And then, look! You see the wheat fields over there? I do not eat bread. For me wheat is useless. Wheat fields say nothing to me. Which is sad. But you have hair the color of gold. So it will be wonderful, once you've tamed me! The wheat, which is golden, will remind me of you. And I'll love the sound of the wind in the wheat..."<br />The fox fell silent and stared at the little price for a long time. "Please...tame me!" he said.<br />"I'd like to," the little prince replied, "but I haven't much time. I have friends to find and so many things to learn."<br />"<span style="font-weight: bold;">The only things you learn are the things you tame,</span>" said the fox. "If you want a friend, tame me!"<br />"What do I have to do?" asked the little prince.<br />"You'll have to be very patient," the fox answered.<br /><br />And that was how the little prince tamed the fox. And when the time to leave was near:<br />"Ah!" the fox said. "I shall weep."<br />"It's your own fault," the little prince said. "I never wanted to do you any harm, but you insisted that I tame you..."<br />"Yes, of course," the fox said.<br />"But you're going to weep!" said the little prince.<br />"Yes, of course," the fox said.<br />"Then you get nothing out of it?"<br />"I get something," the fox said, "because of the color of the wheat."<br />Then the fox added, "Go look at the roses again. You'll understand that yours is the only rose in all the world. Then come back to say goodbye, and I'll make you the gift of a secret."<br /><br />The little prince went back to look at the roses again.<br />"You're not at all like my rose, you're nothing at all yet," he told them. "No one has tamed you and you haven't tamed anyone. You're lovely, but you're <span style="font-style: italic;">empty</span>. My rose, on her own, is more important than all of you together, since <span style="font-style: italic;">she</span>'s the one I've watered, since <span style="font-style: italic;">she</span>'s the one I put under glass. Since <span style="font-style: italic;">she</span>'s the one I sheltered behind a screen. Since <span style="font-style: italic;">she</span>'s the one for who I killed the caterpillars, since <span style="font-style: italic;">she</span>'s the one I listened to when she complained, or when she boasted, or <span style="font-style: italic;">even sometimes when she said nothing at all</span>. Since she's <span style="font-style: italic;">my</span> rose."<br /><br />And he went back to the fox.<br />"Good-bye," he said.<br />"Good-bye," said the fox.<br />"Here is my secret, it's quite simple: <span style="font-weight: bold;">One sees clearly only with the heart, anything essential is invisible to the eyes. </span>It's the time you spent on your rose that makes your rose so important. People have forgotten the truth, but you must'n forget it. <span style="font-style: italic;">You become responsible, forever, for what you have tamed. </span>You're responsible for your rose..."madison mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15580794340671367411noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1174862761858241119.post-49178248832089148352009-04-16T00:14:00.004-04:002009-04-16T00:34:00.940-04:00feed yourself with inspiration from your founding fathersToday was the tea party at the Custom's House on Easy Bay Street with about 6,000 people.<br /><br />This is NOT going to be a political rant because i am currently watching MSNBC, which i like to watch and count how many times the reporters divide the country into two by referring to the "right wing conservatives" as "they", when WE are actually ONE country, and as of now, i've lost count.<br /><br />So, I'll let Thomas Jefferson do my talking for me:<br />"Democracy will cease to exist when you take away from those who are willing to work and give it to those who are not."<br /><br />"A government big enough to give you everything you want, is strong enough to take away everything you have."<br /><br />"When the people fear the government, there is tyranny. When the government fears the people, there is liberty."<br /><br />"Never spend your money, before you have earned it."<br /><br /><br />Homeland security makes me laugh, please read<span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"> </span><a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.dhs.gov/ynews/releases/pr_1239817562001.shtm">this</a> for some halarity.<br />by the way, i believe in the constitution, so i guess i'm a threat to homeland security?madison mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15580794340671367411noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1174862761858241119.post-91187597871888663952009-04-13T23:32:00.004-04:002009-04-14T00:38:08.315-04:00for he has risen<span style="font-size:100%;">i started this blog NOT for my cynical rantings (which happens to inhibit most of it anyway), but to record my current life, so i can read them when i'm old. so bare with me, i'm going to re-capture the last few days:<br /><br />Last Sunday was Brunch at AC's. I originally went to see my sister, but of course she was leaving as I was arriving. her friends were there though, celebrating adam's birthday. it was a nice mix of people i never see, and of people i see all the time.<br />Lots of van gogh shots were bought and recieved, and i really have no idea how I stayed out there for so long. I realized eventually that I had to get out of there around 8, so i went to see some friends at d'allessandro's for a change of scenery. eventually went home- but don't remember doing so...(which is neither cool or typical of me.)<br /><br />I tried to justify myself at AC's all day sunday for the fact that spring break started monday and i didn't have to work either. I layed around all day and let the sun and fresh air soak up my grossness from the day before.<br /><br />at some last week, ent to Juanita's with amanda & erin, april & eliza came and we drank probably 5 pitchers before leaving and stumbling to ac's. ended up hanging out with tyler, javier, and lucas too which was nice. oh and i fell in love that night...not really<br /><br />thursday i attempted to meet jesse at ac's so we could "talk", but i got off work so late and ac's was packed so talking about anything remotely important just wasn't going to happen. so instead, we drank, and talked about twilight/edward cullen/the decemberists/nothing important. saw and hung out with some friends for a while but became over the whole thing quickly, and left.<br /><br />didn't do much except work until this weekend, when I went with Co + Jenna + Maggie to the Blue Roots Music Festival in this little town called Fountain Inn, SC outside of Greenville. I drove up with maggie, & am so glad i did. The weather was awesome, but i was totally unprepared/stupid and wore a dress with no tights.<br />Highlights of the trip:<br />drinking whiskey in the walmart parking lot while waiting for kelly<br />me & matt's 2 dollar mini bottles<br />seeing brian walk around in a snuggie, even if only for a few minutes (seriously, this made the whole trip worth it)<br />this aboslutely ridiculously scary man-made "out-house" with jenna<br />Co. & how amazing they were with the sound reflecting through the trees & the between the hills<br />maggie and i's cracker and nutella snacks<br />no humidity!!!!!!!!!!<br /><br />brian and i woke up at 5:45 and never went back to sleep, & decided to drive back at 7, we had to make a side trip to spartanburg and drop off a friend of kelly & brian's.<br />I don't know if it was the sleeping in the car, or the combination of whiskey, wine, and beer, or living off of luna bars, fruit leather, and crackers for 48 hours but i felt absolutely terrible the next morning. never have i ever had such a bad hangover. the drive back was rough at first, but i got some coffee and ate a really big apple & some gingerale and i was set. but i would not have made it if maggie hadn't of been there. girl was a lifesaver.<br />On easter, i came home at 11 or so, put on my swimsuit, passed out in the sun until 5. woke up, showered, attempted to eat easter dinner but didn't succeed, and fell back asleep at 7ish. i think i was awake for a total of 3 hours while iwas home, but i was exhausted from a lot of fun.<br /><br />Today was not exciting, tomorrow will be sad. i am tired, more for that then. </span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span>madison mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15580794340671367411noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1174862761858241119.post-43270467707269577372009-04-05T01:33:00.003-04:002009-04-05T02:14:02.683-04:00Mais les yeux sont aveugles. Il faut chercher avec le cœur.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr_R7rl9WeTBcjSGuC6TEchzzZldXnwWJdeAWkxL8SBKhQfD65LK_1g-IBW8YXqDxGEOedJsiks9-ulYeNmNDevNn_nqVHoj3KkIh0x0uKNHAG3CdQsglPlJBJhux8CgOQuebYYh82JZZG/s1600-h/1267959940.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 319px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr_R7rl9WeTBcjSGuC6TEchzzZldXnwWJdeAWkxL8SBKhQfD65LK_1g-IBW8YXqDxGEOedJsiks9-ulYeNmNDevNn_nqVHoj3KkIh0x0uKNHAG3CdQsglPlJBJhux8CgOQuebYYh82JZZG/s320/1267959940.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321077977391439154" border="0" /></a><br />je lis "le petit prince". pour l'instant, c'est mon livre préféré.<br /><br /><br /><br />i'm currently on spring break, but i don't feel like it. i've been working a lot in order to pay off that prom dress, but for the next three days i'm taking a much needed "mental health" break.<br /><br />the last few nights were fun. been pretty good at staying away from AC's which i've been trying to do. I've been hanging out with my sister a lot and doing fun little things like cooking and watching gossip girl and twilight and being stupid with our crackberries and running errands.<br /><br />i did go out last night, however. i went to kaitlyn's house and hung out with her, kymi, alex borgen, nick, and some others, waiting on javier to come back over with tyler but he never did so i went to columbus. brought over my blue moon that corner store now carries because i asked them to (no, seriously. i can't believe they did it either) and hung out with brian/alex/jenna/allen & jack daniels. brian and jenna were about to pass out so alex and i dropped allen off at home and met up with alex, lindsey & tillye at allison & rj's which was good because i hadn't even been to their house yet and i live across the street from them. i had a major headache all night, but decided to stay out until 4AM anyway.<br /><br />oh, and the bridge run traffic was almost the death of me today. seriously.<br /><br />i've been kind of not feeling the social circle lately. tonight christie and i watched twilight and got indian food.<br /><br />i plan to lay in the sun for the next 72 hours. what do you think about that?<br /><br /><br />oh, and:<br />Currently Political Ranting: Take 2<br />New York Times majorly pissed me off today. Yes, mark sanford doesn't want to take or be apart of the bailout. do you know that he wanted to take the money and use it towards South Carolina's massive DEBT that we have, but OBAMA SAID NO. Dear Obama, W-T-F. Using this money is going to worsen our economy and devalue the dollar since we're off of the gold standard and the dollar is now only technically backed by value ideas and paper.<br />Here's something the New York Times DIDN'T tell you:<br />So, basically, Obama really wants to force Sanford to take the bailout money (even though he can't use it towards the state debt). However, it's COMPLETELY unconstitutional & even he knows better. So he's using this big front page article of the New York Times to give Sanford a bunch of shit and scare him into taking the bailout money since he can't force him himself.<br />yayy, we have a big bully for a president.<br />we have such a cool governor, guys. even if you don't agree with his policies i hope you can appreciate the fact that he's one of the few people left that's actually a true conservative and wants the government to remain as small as possible.madison mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15580794340671367411noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1174862761858241119.post-10367077469192745672009-04-01T01:48:00.002-04:002009-04-01T02:13:03.832-04:00oh comely, i will be with you when you lose your breathi am infinitely tired and i feel like i never sleep anymore. this blog is only proof of it.<br /><br />the last few days have been a desperate attempt to find a phone and get schoolwork finished before spring break starts, all the while working 40 hours a week and interning on the weekends. i'm finally getting a new phone tomorrow, supposedly though.<br /><br />so was this weekend. i didn't have school friday, so the drinking started thursday night. I met up with Alice, my friend who goes to Brown who is from charleston & visiting for spring break, and we went to AC's and met up with alex & april, & some friends of alice's from RISD. drank, worried, & used up all of our disposable cameras & claiming them the "new polaroid", became too exhausted after singing & dancing our hearts out to "tiny dancer". literally parked a car, opened the doors, jumped out, and danced in the middle of the street at a stoplight on the corner of st. philip & thomas...<br />all in all, i had fun, but i'm glad everyone is alive (ahem, those who drink at juanita's for 8 hours previous to going to AC's)<br /><br />friday i recovered, and so did everyone else it seemed like. Saturday i ended up hanging out at columbus street for a while, which was really fun because it wasn't a bunch of strangers, it was just alex b., jenna, jm, nora, preston, christen, philip, lindsey, tillye, will, matt, warren javs, tyler & me drinking a lot of shitty beer and eating whatever goodness lindsey created for us. we played music and rolled cigarettes. i was there for almost 5 hours before i almost passed out on preston's shoulder, and decided it was time to go home.<br /><br />now i am doing a lot of school work before spring break on friday, which my brain and body desperately need. i need to catch up on sleep. i can't wait to go to the beach.madison mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15580794340671367411noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1174862761858241119.post-29752551227210381872009-03-27T13:05:00.005-04:002009-03-28T11:12:22.234-04:00& I won't try to fight in the weekends<span style="font-size:100%;">let's re-cap from last weekend, shall we?<br /><br />friday was a constant struggle to get everything in order for Austin Crane/ Co/ The Mountain Yellers/ Here We Go, Boys! at Tay's House on Friday. not having a cell phone makes life 80 times harder. I felt so bad because austin kept trying to get ahold of me and there was nothing i could do.<br />eventually, i Met up with Austin before the show at Tay's, hung out there for a little while. Left to go to Dave's new house downtown, which is pretty adorable, whined with Dave about how stupid people are and our drug dealing neighbors, ect. Got a call from Brian who said Austin was about to start, so i left and made it there just in time. Austin was awesome, but it was a quiet acoustic set and there were these fuckers there that were burping when he was playing...seriously guys?<br /><br />Walked out before the set ended to smoke and almost died from the amount of people I saw. Little did i know that later, there would probably be around 200 people there. If this was a venue, I would totally be down for that, because that's a lot of money for the bands. But the thing is, 70% of the people there just came to party, didn't donate, and didn't give a fuck that someone was being very hospitable and opening their place to us to hear music. All these kids ended up coming and it was just awkward. but the music was good nonetheless.<br /><br />On a good note, Co played so well. I want to say I couldn't believe it, but yes I can. It was a full band, but they were unplugged and played acoustic. Brian played banjo and it was perfect. Jenna and TJ played, by themselves, and they both did so well I'm so proud of them.<br /><br /><br />I ended up having an awkward hour long conversation after Co ended, getting kind of upset and fed up with all the random people there/ not being able to breathe, so i went to meet alex and amanda at AC's. had this huge wooden plank fall onto my head... took way too many shots in order to erase the night. it didn't work.<br /><br />that night made me sick of everything really fast. so fast that i've been hardcore looking into moving to portland for the summer. so we'll see.<br /><br />true and i are going to prom. Hello Dress?<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGdF3U4XY2lpqcrq4ojnB4HqcrL8tKLyZNUgY2lRuhhkL7zSNu0NxfgoJgB44i_ThKTAw1SoOjr0igJg8BFzGOcG_1YFS4tTxxvzDqLp1guO2spU-KCcQpVXoUgl5YWOD3niW74yaBl3-M/s1600-h/il_430xN.58246440.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGdF3U4XY2lpqcrq4ojnB4HqcrL8tKLyZNUgY2lRuhhkL7zSNu0NxfgoJgB44i_ThKTAw1SoOjr0igJg8BFzGOcG_1YFS4tTxxvzDqLp1guO2spU-KCcQpVXoUgl5YWOD3niW74yaBl3-M/s320/il_430xN.58246440.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318256275635609938" border="0" /></a></span>madison mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15580794340671367411noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1174862761858241119.post-72172580975329992422009-03-18T13:31:00.004-04:002009-03-18T14:21:19.264-04:00Dear Obama, Why are you Bitching?During the week I can't help but feel like a robot, programmed for school & work only. It's not fun. <br /><br />You know what else isn't fun? The government. Here's my two-cents of what's going on:<br />First, a short re-cap: AGI was given 180? billionish in the stimulus package. It has spent the money on employee and executive bonuses that are required to be payed...because of the damn stimulus bill.<br /><br />Dear Obama, Why are you bitching about the bonuses being payed, when YOUR stimulus bill says: <a href="http://www.cnn.com/2009/politics/03/17/aig.bonuses.congress/index.html">"shall not be construed to prohibit any bonus payment required to be paid pursuant to a written employment contract executed on or before February 11, 2009."</a> -Click for the article at CNN.com<br /><br />Why is everyone mad at the people at AIG when they're the ones following the rules? And it's funny that Congress is bitching, because guess who made those rules?<br /><br /> people are slowing starting to realize that <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">someone</span> in the government wrote this part of the Stimulus Bill that makes these contracts/bonuses unnegotiable...it didn't just appear.<br /><br /> If the stimulus bill wasn't around, AIG would have shortly run out of money & would have had to file Chapter 11 in order to avoid filing Chapter 7 (bankruptcy). Unless it gets to either of these points, everyone must abide by the company's contract. If the government would have stopped interfering, AIG would have filed Chapter 11, and would have been able to <span style="font-style: italic;">renegotiate </span>contracts, and this "bonus problem" wouldn't exist.madison mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15580794340671367411noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1174862761858241119.post-27489413237703339342009-03-15T15:18:00.004-04:002009-03-15T21:39:46.923-04:00why do you let me stay here?<span style="font-size:85%;">Sometimes, i put myself in my place. Last night was one of those occasions.<br />Around seven thirty, I went with my sister to her husband Jesse's art showing at a photography gallery in West Ashley. He's the one who has successfully gotten me to read my first (and probably only) series of comic books- Scott Pilgrim vs. The World. No...seriously. See?<br /></span><div class="charImage"> <span style="font-size:85%;"><img src="http://www.scottpilgrim.com/images/chScott.gif" title="Scott" /> <img src="http://www.scottpilgrim.com/images/chRamona.gif" title="Ramona" /> <img src="http://www.scottpilgrim.com/images/chWallace.gif" title="Wallace" /> <img src="http://www.scottpilgrim.com/images/chKnives.gif" title="Knives Chau" /> <img src="http://www.scottpilgrim.com/images/chKim.gif" title="Kim Pine" /> <img src="http://www.scottpilgrim.com/images/chStephen.gif" title="Stephen Stills" /> <img src="http://www.scottpilgrim.com/images/chNeil.gif" title="Young Neil" /> <img src="http://www.scottpilgrim.com/images/chJulie.gif" title="Julie" /></span> </div> <h3><span style="font-size:85%;">WHO THE HELL IS SCOTT PILGRIM AND WHY THE HELL SHOULD I CARE?</span></h3><h3><span style="font-size:85%;"><b>Scott Pilgrim</b> is a 23-year-old guy living in the big city with his gay roommate, just trying to make his way in this crazy world.</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><b>Scott Pilgrim</b> likes the new girl in town, <b>Ramona Flowers</b>, but to win her heart, he has to defeat her <b>seven evil ex-boyfriends</b>. Wait, what?</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><b><br /></b></span></h3><h3><span style="font-size:85%;"><b>Scott Pilgrim</b> is a critically acclaimed, award-winning series of graphic novels by Canadian cartoonist <a href="http://www.radiomaru.com/" target="_blank">Bryan Lee O'Malley</a>. VOLUME 5 is released FEBRUARY 2009. There will be six volumes in all. They are published by <a href="http://www.onipress.com/" target="_blank">Oni Press</a> and released approximately once per year. <b class="small">(Ages 13 and up!)</b></span></h3> <p><span style="font-size:85%;"><b class="small">-from www.scottpilgrim.com</b></span></p><p><span style="font-size:85%;"><b class="small">It's being turned into a movie with Michael Cera. Don't believe me? Go ahead, google it.<br /></b></span></p><p><span style="font-size:85%;">Oh..and Jesse does comic book style art. It's awesome, however you want to describe it.<br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size:85%;">My favorite of his:<br /></span></p><span style="font-size:85%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrXZInoVEk6EUYZEJrbFDwXojlNJ5iqBgnpm2r5ntx9rzvl_JFEx8QymydlDdaPRkI3jJjG3EWe8tSPlQpwxSzAVWf3gkLPfiWXmRdFmPQIOc3wKxJebb3R8L3J8Ua6vhrWwcF8JDqYB5J/s1600-h/n1309010646_30123686_2482.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 120px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrXZInoVEk6EUYZEJrbFDwXojlNJ5iqBgnpm2r5ntx9rzvl_JFEx8QymydlDdaPRkI3jJjG3EWe8tSPlQpwxSzAVWf3gkLPfiWXmRdFmPQIOc3wKxJebb3R8L3J8Ua6vhrWwcF8JDqYB5J/s320/n1309010646_30123686_2482.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313572327191471346" border="0" /> </a><br /></span><p><span style="font-size:85%;"><span class="small">Supposedly the above picture is my sister, PS.<br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span class="small">Amanda ended up coming to the art show too, drank some free Sweetwater Beer & wine, tried to explain to my sister what a camel crush was, had multiple conversations about how much the ryan adams show SUCKED.<br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span class="small">My sister and her friends went to the Tin Roof, and Amanda and I went to Columbus St. to see Small Pox/Oicho Kabu/Real Estate/Mi Ami play. I was so thankful we made it just intime for Real Estate...I've been listening to them quite a bit for a while now. Go Listen!<br /></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:85%;"><span class="small"><a href="http://www.myspace.com/letsrockthebeach">Click Here to Listen to Real Estate!</a></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:85%;"><span class="small">The show was fantastic, they played extremely well. and the drummer was incredible especially.<br /></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:85%;"><span class="small">After Real Estate played, i had a conversation about how good they were with someone. I don't remember who. But it made me realize that we always go to these shows, knowing we're going to see some decent band, and sometimes they're good and sometimes they're really good. but you never think that eventually maybe some of these scruff twenty-somethings are going to me amazing a blow me away. But it happened. thank you real estate.<br /></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:85%;"><span class="small">Don't get me wrong, Mi Ami played next and was amazing as well. I didn't catch all of it, becuase I was too busy chasing vodka with vodka. Dave thought it was a good idea to put vodka in his beer bottle- so when I reached for his beer as a chaser to the shot of vodka, i had no idea what was going on. imagine my face. It never registered with me what I was doing, so I KEPT chasing- and then realized i took about five shots of straight vodka.<br /></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:85%;"><span class="small">Needless to say the rest of the night was just stumbling around and talking. Met the guys in Real Estate, they gave me a CD, which i'm so happy about. Went to Hanover street for a little while to say bye to paris and dave, ran into some random girl from my my french class last semester, was recorded by JM talking about the government with Alex Ballenger. Went back to Alex/Brian/Tj/Jenna's, hung out with Philip and Allison Kendra and finished what was left of alex's firefly, and passed the fuck out on his couch.</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:85%;">I was put in my place WHEN, this morning, I woke up and felt like I got runover by a truck. I never ever get hangovers, but then again, I don't normally get obliterated either. Naseau? Check. Migrane? check. Inappropriate Pictures from Eliza (of someone else) on my phone? Double Check.<br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size:85%;">Thank God I took Sundays off at work. Somehow I managed to shower and have a Sunday Funday with carly, alex & mike. We've been talking about getting oysters for a while, so they picked me up, we went to mt. pleasant seafood, got a bushel of oysters and roasted them on isle of palms at carly's parents shop.<br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size:85%;">Now I have to do all the school work I missed this week. eeek.<br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size:85%;">Someone buy this for me?:</span></p><p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtNIf65g9f5zpt74oqnpMTEVpjJFD0NmRVYc1DRd5bwklPAjmpS_MK4GOal9U5uk8ijU7ZYVXuk-B9vJ2U0IBc0f_BD005s5VUhm5U98yU7RMNSTjgWNah6fg8nDLy8uvd6zSHwLa5_jkG/s1600-h/seecl2023025107_prod_zoom_front_v1_m56577569831462667._SX201_.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtNIf65g9f5zpt74oqnpMTEVpjJFD0NmRVYc1DRd5bwklPAjmpS_MK4GOal9U5uk8ijU7ZYVXuk-B9vJ2U0IBc0f_BD005s5VUhm5U98yU7RMNSTjgWNah6fg8nDLy8uvd6zSHwLa5_jkG/s320/seecl2023025107_prod_zoom_front_v1_m56577569831462667._SX201_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313590312093811570" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm6K42ttVo6r8d4W4art8DHAS2NDBmO0020CmmTN5dg_gvU73aFxPKeZ15NlD9LOxtDbO8v_PjJB4um4fqhnBBEDaKDljqSqE-Mp5TBqLW2IAa3-XyTjuDsTR6XBpVMDe90bRmmftgdQ2p/s1600-h/seecl2013424576_prod_zoom_detail_v1_m56577569831372258._SX201_.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm6K42ttVo6r8d4W4art8DHAS2NDBmO0020CmmTN5dg_gvU73aFxPKeZ15NlD9LOxtDbO8v_PjJB4um4fqhnBBEDaKDljqSqE-Mp5TBqLW2IAa3-XyTjuDsTR6XBpVMDe90bRmmftgdQ2p/s320/seecl2013424576_prod_zoom_detail_v1_m56577569831372258._SX201_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313590311532130338" border="0" /></a><br /></p><p><br /></p>madison mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15580794340671367411noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1174862761858241119.post-34593758237852158302009-03-14T13:00:00.003-04:002009-03-14T16:53:27.969-04:00the only moment we were aloneLast night was a mixture of annoyances and 20 minute intervals and different locations. I waited a while to go out, I should have gone to Santi's but I never got my shit together or bothered to call Alex back. So at like midnight I stumbled over to Fishburne to Warren's new house, literally walked in, saw some people and gave some hugs, and walked out.<br />A bunch of people piled in my car....more than I wanted. Emily, Amanda, Brandon, Adam, Alex and I all drove to AC's laughing our asses off at emily and brandon the whole way, my face was seriously hurting and i think i lost part of my voice just from that.<br />We got to AC's and thank heavens I know Ryan as well as I do, because there was a line out the door. And brandon forgot his ID in Amanda's car, so we had to figure out what to do. After about 20 minutes of coming in and out, we finally left, Alex Carly and Emily went to AC's and brandon and I went to get his keys. Went to Upper Deck for a little while, ran into Javier and Tyler, went to KTO's, ran into everyone else I hadn't seen all night there. Stayed for a total of 20 minutes, and then left.<br />Made the smart decision of giving my keys to Amanda by accident. Heard some stupid rumor that I'm telling people to stay away from Columbus street...(hmmmmm).<br /><br />I woke up late for the first time in so long today, it was nice. I'm going to go do the things I never normally have time to do- clean my room, grocery shopping, watch gossip girl with my sister, go down king street.<br /><br />Tonight is the art show at Scoop with my brother in law, Jesse and his friend Ryan. It's sponsored by sweet water so that's enough for me.<br /><br />Hopefully sometime in between now and then my phone might decide to work. It worked for like ten minutes this morning, but usually that's all I get the whole day so I don't think that's a good sign.<br /><br />Oh well.madison mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15580794340671367411noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1174862761858241119.post-81449026389574815252009-03-12T23:34:00.001-04:002009-03-12T23:36:27.939-04:00honestlyi'll find any excuse to not write this damn paper.madison mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15580794340671367411noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1174862761858241119.post-63677409695807161722009-03-12T01:03:00.000-04:002009-03-12T01:27:54.181-04:00dear mr. adams,I expected more from you.<br />sincerely,<br />me.<br /><br />So tonight alex and I went to see ryan adams at the performing arts center. My sister originally bought the tickets, but she ended up not being able to go at the last minute, so alex took her spot. Her friends parker & robbie had the other two tickets next to us.<br />the show was good, but different than what i expected. it was shorter than last time, unpersonal, and he went right into his popular songs. last time..it was the complete opposite.<br />but i don't think it's really his fault. I mean, the crowd sucked. you know how theres always that one drunk bitch? well, there were two. standing up the whole time, directly in front of us. I threw some pennys at them. and this poor old-ish guy who was definately the most awkward dancer i've ever seen. parker and i kept on trying to mimic his moves, but we just couldn't.<br />Could have been better, definately could have been worse.<br /><br />Yesterday (Tuesday) night was really fun. I went to 255 and saw Paul Baribeau's cover band of Bruce Springsteen. Tay's is always a good time, but nothing really compares screaming Dancing in the Dark/Born to Run while downing a couple of Blue Moons with your bffs. Definetly a night for the books, its one of my favorites in Charleston so far. and i've had so many good ones, too.<br /><br />This weekend will be exciting. KTO's friday, columbus street saturday...i'm just hoping it's not swarmed with those damned kids that it has been lately...<br />Columbus st used to be a get away, a really low-key party, shit we just did when we were bored. we wanted to throw a party, have a show, we did it there because it was convient. everyone lived down the street, on the street, or across the street. now it's this "thing". i don't really get it. it's no longer endearing, and i'm afraid it's losing it's charm.<br /><br />don't they know, they're spoiling it? and it's not cute.<br />hopefully i'm mistaken.i'm pretty sure i'm not. i guess we'll see.madison mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15580794340671367411noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1174862761858241119.post-7428178432143100732008-11-10T13:05:00.000-05:002008-11-10T13:25:06.654-05:00Monday, November 10th, 2008I've been too busy to write.<br />Halloween was last weekend on Columbus St. I was running around all day for an outfit for Eloise, only to have a total of 5 people know who I was. I was pretty accurate in appearance, minus the brown hair.<br />I go to Columbus St. a lot, and this was without a doubt the biggest party I've been to in a while. Everyone covered bands- Nirvana, Godspeed..but my favorite was some girls covering Le Tigre. Stephanie and I were singing and dancing our hearts out.<br />My favorite costume? Drew Warren as "Deaf Lepoard"<br /><br />On Election Day Javs and I went to a houseshow at 255. It was good, people were really drunk, and it was bands I had seen before. But I got to hang out with the guy who I saw opening for Paul Baribeau last November. Can't remember his name. But I did meet a really cool artist named Kaitlyn, whos lives in New York and was selling her artwork at the house. We all drank a lot of really good champagne and watched Obama's acceptance speech on a TV we had to keep on hitting to work.<br /><br />Wednesday was Japanther. Total success. I was really afraid about how everything was going to turn out, seeing as it was a Wednesday night, but they made a lot of money and a lot of people showed up. Kris and I got to hang out with Ian and everyone, they're pretty cool- except the guitarist of Japanther, can't remember his name 'cause he didn't talk to anyone at all. Whatev. The show was amazing, everyone danced and was pushed around, Kris and I were holding on to eachother for our lives and got a little beat up, but it was worth it. Of course I pulled Kris on stage and got everyone to sing "Happy Birthday" to her...and then they covered The Cure "Boys Don't Cry" as a birthday present. Fantastic.<br /><br />I've been working a lot so I attempted to take it easy this weekend. Friday I didn't do anything, but Saturday Eliza and I went out to the Upper Deck with Javier and Rob. Really strange night, but halarious. Got a couple of "are you Madison Miller? I think we're friends on myspace..." and "Are you Christie's sister?" but between all the whiskey, mint flavor liquor which i forget the name of, and PBRs Eliza and I just ignored everything and ran around making friends with the thugs downstairs. Haven't been that intoxicated in a long, long time...and don't want to be for a while. I had to work the next morning, and I started shaking and felt terrible, I don't know how I didn't throw up.<br /><br />I went out last night for a little to the Black Cart, hung out with Kymie, Kirby, Sarah, Robby, Rob, & Margaret. Got drunk for free, DJ'd on the laptop, danced and sang to Peaches, stumbled over to AC's to take pictures in the bathroom and do Sweet Tea Vodka shots, two ways? I don't remember.<br /><br />I felt sick this morning, so I'm out of class. Truth is I have a lot to catch up on- including my college essays, and too much to do to go to school. So I'm writing in this? Oh well.<br /><br />There's a show at 255 tonight. I doubt I'll go. Nora's birthday is this weekend, which will be fun, and Kris and I are going to Hilton Head to see Conor Oberst. I'm not sure why he's going to Hilton Head. One of Johnnie's friends called me and asked me to book them a houseshow in Charleston this weekend, so on Sunday they'll be coming to Tay's (255 Ashley). Should be interesting.<br /><br />Currently working on:<br />1) Vitamins & natural health & healing<br />2) College everything over with<br />3)Fixing my guitars<br /><br /><br />Lovesmadison mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15580794340671367411noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1174862761858241119.post-64416267683753058902008-10-28T23:52:00.000-04:002008-10-29T00:06:21.770-04:00October 28, 2008 (Tuesday)<span style="font-family: georgia;">I came across old livejournal yesterday only to realize how I desperately needed a new one. I've left that part of my life behind and I want to keep future memories separate & untarnished. Seriously, it was so depressing and ridiculous (go read it yourself- http://greenteaa.livejournal.com) i can't get over it.<br /><br />this is for the new things to remember, a normal life and new friends. you're only eighteen once, afterall.<br /><br />So today was my second day at Whole Foods. It was fine minus the people I had to train with.<br />Something important I was reminded today:<br />1. As bad as i think things are, they can always get worse<br />2. Wear a condom.<br />3. Gross old men will always be gross old men, even in a "professional" environment<br /><br />It's nice to start a new job and start over. I also am starting my internship this week with a local designer (Sarah Acker). She's worked under Alexander Wang and Anna Sui, being 2nd head designers for both. She's only 25 and she moved back to Charleston to open her own line and store. I'm helping her from the beginning, so hopefully it means a lot of good things to come.<br /><br />My whole life has completely changed within the last 11 months. Socially, mentally, physically, financially. My life "plan" that I've always had kind of mapped out in my head is shot to hell. I now only have the glorious options of staying in state, or going out of state and being in debt for 20 years after i get out of school. I am terrified of never leaving charleston, and getting sucked further and further into it. Apart of me wishes I didn't have all the friends I do, because when you don't like your home like i used to, it's easy to get out and not look back. It would have been good for me.<br /><br />I know deep down i will get out sooner or later. I was supposed to go to New York City this weekend and honestly not going make me mentally and physically sick. I live here, but in my heart I consider it my home. it sounds cheesy, but I literally ache for it when I'm away. I love charleston, but it's not the same.<br /><br />This weekend is a big weekend. We've got a huge halloween party. I'm going to just be Eloise again i think, i don't really have money to spend on a costume. A few days after that is Japanther. So nerve-wrecking, I can't even talk about it.<br /><br />I'm exhausted. School tomorrow, work, then meeting up with Brian so we can talk about the Japanther show on C of C radio. Make sure to listen out!<br /><br />Loves,<br />-m<br /></span>madison mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15580794340671367411noreply@blogger.com0