I am so never calling the music I listen to emo. What was I thinking. Sure, I did trail into Sunny Day Real Estate early on. But after wandering through the world of Xangas, I thought I am too old (and too arrogant) for this. The emo kids posted pictures of themselves with dyed black hair covering their faces aka confused metrosexuals, saying Waaaah my gf left me [for a real man]. *cry* I am sad. Now I go home and write songs about being sad and hope she\’ll notice me. And listen to Dashboard Confessional and cry so more. (Although Dashboard Confessional is good. Just don\’t leave your hair EV-ERY-WHE-RE!)

No.

Also, how did I become so disconnected with the online culture. Where did the word electrikk come from? Hey kids, it\’s spelled electric, ok? And stop referring to each other as bitches. And no, going pro-ana or self-inflicting pain won\’t really get you the attention you want. At least emo kids usually have good grammar and spelling. Thank god for that.

My music is Jenn music.

There\’s a fruit flies roaming about in our kitchen. But how can I eliminate them? They say that THE SOURCE must be found. But where?

Hopefully it isn\’t because of the fruit shopping spree I went on a few days ago. I love my pink lady apples, strawberries, peaches, nectarines, watermelon, blueberries, and bananas.

My favorite genre of music? Soundtracks. Last year around this time, I was obsessed with the LOTR soundtracks. Not because I loved the movies (which I did of course), but it was how it could transport me to another place. A blink and just like that you\’re in Hobbiton or Lotholorien. Right now, I feel like I am living a life without drama unlike my undergrad years. So soundtracks are my escape to live another life for just a moment. The life of being a killer on the run or the life os a trapper prisioner.

It\’s great that those escapes are only temporary. At one point, I thought it would be great to work at CTU. But hey, that was a relapse into a teenager\’s fantasy of glamourous stressful work.

Recently, I discovered the Collateral soundtrack. The movie is of course about a LA cabbie that has been hired to drive a killer for hire around town. The music on the soundtrack is a successful attempt of the movie\’s theme of indifference. Somewhat. Each track is different. Distinct. Like each person that was…killed in the movie. And yet they were all connected by some small thread of involvement.

It also felt like switching radio stations in the middle of the night.

Ok, it\’s time to buy an ipod.

I will buy a new digital camera soon. Once my new credit card from Amex arrives. Woohoo!

But for now, I share the pictures from the wedding I attended in May and my sister\’s commencement. Woohoo!

Ever since I started a blog, I have always tried to avoid the \”whatididtoday\” type blog (unless it was really interesting). I don\’t want to write about what I ate for lunch and how I got home. So because a friend\’s daring adventure (he daringly made a script that makes comments automatically finding the xanga from the homepage), I have been forced to read xangas.

Conclusion: xangas appeal to teenyboppers. Mainly to the 15-18 female age range.

And yet, how innocent we all were then. When I was that age, I was nearly stress-free. Although I did worry a lot about fitting in (such as wearing jeans because everyone wore them, although I have disliked them). Academics came easily to me. Life seemed so set in stone.

I found this via someone\’s blog (who I have been reading for several years – ssssh I am really not a stalker!). Note to self when I finally install OS 10.4 (Tiger).

1. In the OS X 10.4 Finder, type Command-K or select Go | Connect to Server …
2. Enter this server address: http://packages.opendarwin.org/Tiger-Packages
3. Click Connect. (note: this will not work with Safari. you have to do it in the Finder)
4. Go take a walk. The Finder is going to mount a webdav (http) network drive that has 500 packages in it. This will take a while even over broadband connection. Be patient and let the Finder finish.

Supposedly has a number of my favorite unix applications. I mean, who can forget my favorite unix editor emacs. With Eliza? Hopefully a better version of pico?

Considering how I much I love this thing called the Internet, I am definitely going to have a baby blog (if I ever have one). Some people think it is obsessive to keep track of a baby\’s diaper-o-meter or a sleep-o-meter. But I would. Because I can. And most of all, it looks cool.

Also, when the baby grows up will think how great his or her parents are. Or how insane they are. Imagine telling kids on the playground that your parents kept track of every single thing you did…online! On a blog!

I am on campus now after my red eye flight from California, working with this huge blanket of drowsiness. The only thing keeping me awake is my music.

One thing I like to do to waste time is to browse through shared iTunes music lists. Like the chi 2005 paper about iTunes found, people tend to gauge people on their music taste. Is it almost like the MTV teenage-oriented show Room Invaders? Where a guy would explore three potential female interests\’ rooms (without their presence) and decide on someone based on the room\’s content? How well can you know someone from a room…or for me now, someone\’s music taste? And can you really judge someone like that not knowing the reason some songs are in the lists or not?

Who is Telperion? I like your list. So many songs remind me of my innocent days. Vertical Horizon for the misguided summer and loud obnoxious karaoke singing. Natalie Imburglia for bittersweet moment that only a teenager could have. Bonus points for having Thievery Corporation and The Postal Service. Minus points for having two Britney Spears songs. Is your guilty pleasure also Pure Moods? And various Top 40? Of all the Sneaker Pimps songs, you have the same one I have. 6 underground.

At one point before I was born, my mom came across the word Salmonella. She thought it was a beautiful name. Fortunately, she was inspired by the movie Romeo and Juliet and decided on a J-name.

My name Jennifer used to be very popular. According to the Baby Wizard (a magical thing that entertains me as much as the new google maps/craigslist – you type in a name and it shows the ups and downs over decades through a graph), my name used to be on top of its game in the seventies. By what? I don\’t even know. I mean nowadays there\’s the J-Lo, the Hewiit, the Connelly, the Garner. So how did my name fall from being number one to now a 38. Ouch.

And yet, I rarely run into another Jennifer now. I didn\’t have many classes where I was referred to as Jennifer N. The only time of confusion was during my freshman year in Berkeley when I had a roommate named Jennifer. This is where I started differentiating myself. I was Jenn was two ns. She was Jen with one n. Most Jennifers don\’t like two ns. But I need two to stay perfectly balanced.