That Fresh Feelin

So it's three in the morning and I'm up listening to some Eels, so I decide to post. The weekend was kind of blur with a moment of clarity that was my fantasy baseball draft. Exciting right? I amaze myself that I even go out anymore. I've begun reading again, seeing that I can't find a job. Or rather, a "real job." Band of Brothers and It Don't Worry Me. B.O.B. was excellent and it was exciting to stimulate my mind again with a book, something I haven't done in a few months. I should set a challenge of books to read and see if I can complete it. It'll give me something else to blog about.
Still haven't gotten to pick up my diploma yet, funny how something I waited and worked for for over four years and I could really care less. Maybe just cause it's a piece of paper and no piece of paper can represent the sweat and tears I put into college. Ok WAIT, HOLD UP! That last line was bullshit. College just took up time, not sweat and tears. All I did was smoke pot, drink, and show up on time, which is all you need to do to get by, church, school, work...you name it. Come to think of it, being out of school for a few months now I actually partied more, stayed out later, and did more "Stuff." Bottom line school gets you up and out, that's it.
I hate to make my posts here just a rehash of what's on Rexojunkies, but I have to mention how awesome Tiny Mix Tapes is. It's a great site, and their articles are short and to the point. If you can't sum up how good, or bad an album or an artist is in a page or two then you've defeated the purpose of music, you've made it too intellectual. Two recent articles I've read are here (having to do with Lennon) and here (about the death of albums).
Anyways, say goodbye good.