My favorite Glenn Quote

I was rummaging through what is left of my old Xanga and I found this little gem:

I think I'm loosing it. I think I've lost it. I be lost. Christ, Im turning into a cheap, fat, beaner, version of Holden Caufield.

That chunk of writing summarizes so perfectly the Glenn of 2004. The lost, anti-social, selfish, depressed, and self-deprecating teenager I used to be. Some might say I haven't changed at all, but they are completely wrong. I might still be lost, anti-social, selfish, depressed and self-deprecating but I am not as witty. The things I used to rant about were superficial. Real "Adult" life just doesn't really lend itself to be summarized so beautifully and nonchalantly. I don't think I will ever be so proud of something I have written or will write in the future.

Tony Snow is a Cunt

(Being questioned whether the DOJ officials' testimony should be broadcast) Q They get to be in public, but you want your guys behind closed doors.

MR. SNOW: There are -- in this particular case, the Department of Justice -- the Congress does have legitimate oversight responsibility for the Department of Justice. It created the Department of Justice. It does not have constitutional oversight responsibility over the White House, which is why by our reaching out, we're doing something that we're not compelled to do by the Constitution, but we think common sense suggests that we ought to get the whole story out, which is what we're doing.

Read the fucking constitution Mr Snow. Checks and balances for the motherfucking win.

I am a failure

When trying to have a conversation with a girl you like in order to get to know her better, you need to make sure the conversation stays lively and informative. For example this past Sunday I had the opportunity to go to lunch with a girl I kinda have a thing for and while I was twirling around with her Ipod (looking at a collection ranging from Missy Elliot to Manu Chao) this happened:

Her: "So What kind of music do you listen to?"
Me: "Oh, you know... Rock and stuff..." (Silence)

I failed miserably. I could hear myself deliver that line as the casket closed on the conversation. There is nothing I can babble about more than my music. That is my subject. I could have gone into detail on how I have barely discovered Manu Chao, how I like Interpol too, how an airbag saved my life (Radiohead reference alert) but I didn't. I said "Rock and stuff." I could have shared the fact that before I found Rage Against the Machine I used to listen to Hip Hop and how I still like NWA, Tupac, Public Enemy, Black Star and Cypress Hill but I did not. I could have shared the fact that I still listen to Korn once in a while, how if it weren't for the Foo Fighters I would be a metal head today, or how I would much rather listen to Morrissey than the Cure, but I did not. There was so much to be said from both sides of the conversation but thanks to me nothing was shared. I basically ruined whatever chance I could have had and I deserve it for being such a "Panicky Pete" (Jim Norton).

I failed in life once again.