the diary of antoine roquentin

This is my first time dictating using completely my computer. Before, I would always have to be attached to my external hard drive with the huge XP virtual hard disk, but no more. With the 120 GB hard drive in my new MacBook, I can voice recognize to my heart’s content wherever I have my headset, and I have 30GB still available for porn schoolwork.

Rockin’.

It’s 2 a.m. here, and my mom and I are just going to bed. We went to Guitar Center and got this box that allowed her to record into her computer. We tried it out tonight, and she recorded a cover of the Madonna song “Beautiful Stranger”. It sounded very good, both from a karaoke and sound quality perspective.

Today we went down to Secaucus to get some craft supplies and we went up to Paramus to the Guitar Center, so we spent a lot of time on the road. The roads in this area are incredible. What we would consider surface streets in Sacramento are full blown highways with big trucks doing 65 mph…it’s incredible.

I’ve been totally obsessed with the CSS song “Art Bitch” this week, and I know why…it reminds me SO much of the HorseCow crowd. The first verse:

My art is called egocentric soft porno
Or maybe it’s
just narcisism
My one and only subject
Goes from
something like anything but
Me-ism

And oddly enough I’ve been doing creative projects this entire week… helping my mom make her own Mac-based recording studio.

I went and visited were my mom works today, it was much more highbrow than I pictured. She always refers to it as a “shoebox,” but it was really nice. Well, that’s probably because while she was gone the boss made her work area like twice as big as it used to be.

I’m investigating new music on the iTunes Store…instead of surfing the profiles of my exes. *slaps own hand* Bad Darius!

Well, I think I’ll look over the new music videos on the Store, and probably buy the one for Benni Benassi’s “Satisfaction.” It’s horribly misogynystic, but I love it. You be the judge:

I can’t help myself! It’s stuck in my head! :(

UPDATE: I ended up buying “Maps” by the Yeah Yeah Yeahs instead. Karen O. makes me happy.

And I spent the last hour and a half making a new sex mix after a friend told me a hot anecdote regarding Goldfrapp’s “Slippage.”

Eww…I remember my last sex mix…was used on that douchebag Thomas. Ick.

Thomas is every uppety fag in the world. Rolled into one. *puke*

I’m so glad I haven’t fucked any trashy fags in the Sacramento area. Well, at least not firsthand.

I guess Mark counts as trashy, but he’s sort of on a higher level since we’re both super mac geeks.

My grandma needs to go out of town. Like, as soon as I get back.

I want like, super awesome unrestrained sex…blasting music and biting…which is hard to do when your grandma is in the next room. Damn it for being 4 a.m. Damn my significant other being 3,000 miles away.

This mix fucking rocks.

I’m going to blast it all tomorrow long. Up next: Sleep.

Categories: Ennui

It’s nearly 3 a.m. and I’m awake in the basement again. I am in love with my new MacBook.

I have all my files and such transferred, and I’m setting up a voice-recognition virtual machine on the internal HD, so I can voice-recognize anywhere I bring my headset. Which might become important in the future.

We’re going to Greenwich Village tomorrow, I want to see the stores on St. Mark’s Place again. If it rains, we’ll probably stay here and fuck around on GarageBand, my mom is loving her new Mac. We were recording some of her songs and such tonight, which was cool.

I talked to Brian for a while tonight, and Drew this afternoon. This whole existence over here feels like a dream. I took a bunch of cute pictures of my cousins Alexis and Nicholas, but they got lost ’cause in the process of transferring the old stuff to the new computer.

Last night Alexis (she’s six), my mom, and I went to see Ratatouille. It was cute. And although I always contend that the mainstreaming of children’s movies for adults is yet another symptom of society’s slide into our blind, flag-waving coma, I was with my cousin so it was all right.

Well, I should try to get to sleep. We have to do a bunch of things tomorrow. I’m actually not too hot on going to the Village. I need to dream up something better to do that doesn’t involve spending so much money. Maybe we could go to the Guggenheim, Gary (my uncle) was saying that it was recently renovated. Hmm. I was disappointed last time I went though.

Oh yeah! I can’t call myself a Mac geek unless I visit the super Apple store on Fifth Avenue. And maybe we can go to Tiffany’s again, that’s always kind of cool…I always expect to see Audrey Hepburn there.

I worked on the wi-fi in the house here, and it turned out someone had set a password on the wireless router (it wasn’t my mom) and locked us out. I purged their password and turned on encryption. I’m considering not broadcasting the SSID, but that might complicate my mom’s usage of it. A strong password for the network and a properly set password for the router should be sufficient.

It just astounds me that someone would hack my mom’s wi-fi. Weird.

All the photos from the Museum of Modern Art are now uploaded (only half had finished before), I need to write a post about all the cool shit we saw, but I probably won’t, so check them out.

My mom and I waiting for the bus to Manhattan.

Horrible blurry picture of me in front of Van Gogh’s “Starry Night”

I saw so many beautiful works of art there: Andy Warhol, Mondrian, Van Gogh, Picasso, Matisse…it was friggin’ awesome. I have to make a long post with the whole tour, but not when it’s 3 a.m.

Well, it’s time for sleep.

Categories: Ennui

I’m in my aunt’s kitchen rocking out to Gwen Stefani and this French duo called Justice that sounds eerily like a more danceable and less pretentious version of Daft punk.

We went to this awesome beach yesterday (not as good as Wildwood, but it was OK.

Well, we’re about to leave, so I should go. I should have brought my computer.

Categories: Ennui

Traveler ennui.

Well, I just got to New York this morning. Well… time is a bit mangled for me right now. It’s 6 a.m. here, but my body still thinks that it’s three hours prior. I’m going to try and stay awake today to get myself onto the new cycle.

The trip was really fun, and not stressful at all. When you have ultimate entertainment at your fingertips (TV on my iPod, the Internet and everyone I know on my phone) where you are just sort of melts away.

I was on the overnight flight. I watched some Deep Space Nine and listened to some Goldfrapp. The flight ended up being four hours and 40 minutes, but the travel experience was an all-day endeavor. I was really sick of my grandma and Orrin, so I had them drop me off at the airport about one. My first flight didn’t leave until almost 5, but I hung out and talked to Brian on the phone.

I’m hanging out in the basement at my East Coast grandma’s, which I normally do. It’s the only place for any privacy. I spent so much time in this basement in the middle of the night that my body just thinks that it has to be here since it’s dark. However, instead of watching horrible midnight TV, I have shows of my own choosing, my computer and the Internet. I feel like as I grow up and gain experience points I am able to manifest greater levels of technology around me.

I guess I look a bit strange right now, talking at the television. I’m going to have to reassure everyone that I’m not schizophrenic. However, I don’t think that schizophrenics specify punctuation aloud at the end of each sentence.

It’s been a very hot here… almost Sacramento weather. However, than big difference is that there’s an ocean here that you can swim in when it’s hot. I’m not sure what we are doing today, the only thing that I have really wanted to do is to go to the Museum of Modern Art. And possibly to go to the Guggenheim again. Mostly, I just want to wander around Manhattan and soak it all up.

When we were landing, it was the most incredible panorama. The sun was just rising since it was an overnight flight and I could see all of Manhattan with the sun behind it. I could see the Statue of Liberty and all the big factories and docks stretching off into the distance. It was very beautiful. I would have taken a picture except for that they make you turn off all of your electronics before you land.

Flying over LA was really surreal as well. I flew over the 405 Freeway, which is sort of the nexus of a bunch of personal mythologies I have (it’s referenced in The Doom Generation). And then as I was walking in between terminals I saw that big thing that is in the middle of the airport that I had only seen in movies previous (it is featured in the shot at the beginning of Mulholland Drive.

The big UFO-looking thing at LAX.

Anyway, the whole experience was really cool and it was cathartic to be a traveler. I guess I always have this fantasy of being some kind of international businessman in the pre-AIDS era. That and I had totally forgotten what a sardine can most airplanes are. The person in the seat next to me on the long-haul flight was this like five-year-old girl and she was like crawling all over me in her sleep. I wanted to punch her obese mother, but I was too tired to think at that point.

What happens when you run info displays from PCs.

It was really awesome to see my mom again. She was so excited when she saw me, she screamed and at me across the terminal, it was cute. I don’t even know what we did yesterday, although I do know that I arrived in the morning. Hmm…I think we went grocery shopping at this strange ShopRite where my mom told me like 10 people had gotten run over. There was this huge tank full of lobsters and crabs. It was so scary.

Battle to the death, crustacean style.

I think of that of all the things in the world I am most scared of crustaceans. They are totally space aliens, and as I always say, crabs are the kind of creature that you burn and hope to god they don’t come back to your planet.

Well, that’s all I can think of at the moment. Just a reminder: New York is three hours ahead, so I will probably not be online at 3 a.m., because that would mean it is 6 a.m. here. Also, I miss everyone terribly!

Categories: Ennui

My plane’s late, so here I sit in Terminal 7 at LAX charging my phone and iPod with one hour more to wait until boarding.

I got Starbucks and a muffin, but the chai just made me more tired.

The Dresden Dolls are the only thing keeping me awake at the moment. I’m using my noise-canceling headphones to drown out all the terminal noise. I bought them specifically for this trip and they’re working swimmingly. It was like I wasn’t on a plane at all on the flight from Sac.

I need to drink some water, but outlets are scarce as bionic hens’ teeth in this particular terminal, which I suspect was built in the pre-electronic age, and I don’t want to give mine up.

Yesterday was such a trip, but I can’t describe it adequately just using my smartphone, so I’ll have to wait until I get there.

I did get to see Christen before I left though, so yay!

It’s such a trip being in L.A., but I’ll be glad when I’m aloft.

Categories: Ennui