Paul's Journal

If anyone ever feels like coming to hear some nice live jazz, the AJ Walton quintet plays every tuesday night @ 9 with yours truly on the piano, at the St. Norbert Hotel. It's a classy place, really. My standard offer of a drink to anyone who shows up applies.

If the domain hotmale.com isn't taken yet, it should be. It would be the most succesful gay porn site ever. I must admit, thought, I'm afraid to check...

If you want to know where else you can see me play these days, just gimme a shout. Other than that, I have another blog that runs at jazzyjazzjazz.blogspot.com

It's pretty much the same as this one. I just find blogspot easier to use.

Summer is supposed to be calm, not twice as stressful.

I need a job, and bad. It would appear I'm unhirable on my own. Can anyone help, by hooking me up with an in, or something? Please?

bleagh. Not feeling top o' the world at the moment...

So I had a taste of what it felt like to be alone, without anyone. For the first time in three years. And I've discovered I really really don't like it.

Thank god all that was needed for things to get better was a few more hours of sleep.

It was scary.

two more weeks of school, starting today, for me. Then I'm done taking classes in GC forever. Wow.

I feel a strong connection to this school. Stronger than a lot of people when they graduate, I think. Since grade 10, really, I've wanted to leave my legacy in this school somehow, and I've done it by trying my damndest to make the arts programs a good one to be in. And now...there's nothing more that I can do. Not that that stops me from trying. Like recruiting guys for the musical next year, or even planting subliminal messages in the directors head for next years musical. Suggesting songs for vocal jazz. Making sure the little ones are in good shape, and in a good head space, for when we're gone. I just hope I've done it. I hope my name will still float around for a couple of years once I'm gone.

In other news, Nicole's party was a lot of fun. I won't regale you all with what happened, because we've already talked about how fun drunken stories are. But suffice to say it was a blast.

I'm feeling really far away from some of my friends. I'm feeling really close to others. I've been told it comes with graduation.

Two weeks. I started writing my last "first exam" of high school today. Provincial french. Theme is 'L'esprit de compétition'. So far, it's been pretty good. Strong start.

Children's museum still hasn't called me back. Nor has any other job. It would appear I'm unhirable.

MAXWELL DORIAN, VALEDICTORIAN
I SPEAK IN THREE WEEKS TO THE ENTIRE AUDITORIUM
HEAVY CORDS BUT I BEAR 'EM, MEDALS CHAFE BUT I WEAR 'EM
SIX STEPS TO ACADEMIC SUCCESS, NOW LET ME SHARE 'EM:

Should I try for valedictorian? I dunno if I have anything to say. I'd certainly like to. Gee.

So Batboy the musical got back to me, saying they'd love to have me as second keyboard in the Fringe this summer. Wow. It's excitiiiing.

um...what else...kind of excited to leave school and not too psyched at the same time. Everyone's all up-ons about "I can't wait to leave this drama", and I dig that, I really do, but part of me really wants to come back next year. Work with a new band. Get started on a new musical. Learn new choir songs. I mean, I'm totally gonna be working with so many new bands next year but...it just feels weird to not be coming back. End cliché

You know, I can deal with petty high school drama. It usually goes on around me, and if I find myself, I get myself out fast (with a few notable exceptions, of course). I just don't want to leave. Plain and simple. I'm just getting started with this school.

Oh well. U of M, here I come. Winnipeg music scene, here I come, more importantly.

Nicole's bonfire this weekend. A good time is garunteed for all. At least if I can help it.

Band spare in the mornings is a wonderful feeling.

May long weekend...where to begin...

Thursday night had a nice, intimate bonfire, and it was lovely. Kai came out, and it was nice to get to know him better. Melissa came out for a while, and she was fun. Emma made it out too, and that was good, because she's friendly and pleasant and all sorts of wonderful.  Everyone else was just great too, and the highlight of the evening remains Rosie calling out the elephant in the room. "I'm not really into blowjobs right now, guys..."

Awsome start to the weekend. It went downhill from there. With a few spikes back up here and there.

Friday, got my suit fitted, took like two minutes. No worries there. Then...um...I can't really remember. To be honest. I watched 'The Break Up', and it was alright. Then...I can' remember. My brother's say I was out, but I can't for the life of me figure out where I was. Maybe I'll come back here and update if I remember. If I don't, you know it's lost forever. (Oh! Friday evening, went to my church for a band practice, then hung out at Ali's for a little while!)

Saturday was also alright. Dentist in the morning, which was awome. Lunch with a guy named Dallas, from my church, who turned out to be a really nice guy. Over all, though, kinda sucked. Then went to Ali's, with the intention of either going to the King's Head to see Alistair's band, or just hanging out. We decided to just hang out, which was awsome at the time, but since then people are making me feel lame for not going. I ask you all, is that lame? That I decided to spend an evening in with my girlfriend instead of go out and spend alot of money? *sigh*

But evening with Ali=awsome. We went to Superstore and got a 12 pack of Snapple, then watched family guy all night. And I stayed there much later into the night then I ever have before. So, that, coupled with what went on in the basement, means that Ali is growing more independant of her parents. Which means a whole world of good things. Yay!

Sunday went to church. Then went home. Then painted a fence to earn money. Then realized I as late for Alistair's star wars marathon, which I only kind of even wanted to go to, but I decided it would be fun. So I bought some stuff to bring (including a bottle of Amareto, for the first time ever), and went. And it was fun. Although I missed Ali terribly, especialyl when Tat showed up. Then we walked for a while, around 1 or 2 in the morning. And I was sad. And no one cared, because Alistair was sad, so Tat was taking care of him. Although it wouldn't have mattered if someone had aske me what was wrong, because the answer wouldn't have gone over too well.

So that was done. Woke up at 1 the next afternoon, which I don't lke doing. Got a study party together. Ali was mad at me for not inviting her to the star wars thinger. That wa sno good. Then the day awas over. And that was that.

Overall...not amazing. I only want to spend time with people I want to spend time with, when I want to spend time iwth them. Good luck deciphering that. And Lauren had a good time getting wasted, which makes me sad, because I didn't. 

Reading other people's drinking stories sucks. I'm sure others can commiserate.

Apple bottomg jeans (jeans) boots with the fur...the whole club was lookin' at her...

most annoyingly catchy song in the history of the world.

There once was a time when Sarah, Cayla, Alistair, Crytal, and Tat all posted on my LJ. And it was fun. And we were friends. And it was good.

It's funny how much things change. I don't talk to the first two at all. I remain very good friends with the last three (Tat in particular I've become much closer with since those days)...

I didn't think so at the time, but I think grade 10 was possibly one of my favorite high school years. Wow. Looking back, I was so stressed at the time, but damn if I didn't have fun. This year's been up there too, though, I think. Grade 9=write off. And grade 11 had its moments, to be sure...some greater than others. But grade 10 was epic. Playfest was especially epic.

I love reading my old livejournal posts. They're good fun.

I posted in grade 10 about how I was finally becoming the grade 12's I had looked up to in grade 9. Now I am in grade 12. I feel cool.

I've got new friends. They're nice. Like Kai. Kai is nice. 

Did I mention Oysterband rocked? Because it did.

hula hula hula hula hula bungee hula hula

Certain words are just fun to say.

Running With Wizards run is done. Wow. What a spectacular reception. I really couldn't ask for a better reaction from an audience over something I helped write and direct. Very exciting. 

Cast party was also really fun. That's all there is to be said about that

Going to Banff in a coupl weeks, so I've got something to look forward to. 

Hell, I've got loose leaf Earl Grey tea sitting right beside me, so I've got something to look forward to in the immediate future. 

One of fifteen. Wow. Totally didn't know THAT....

And now javascript is working again. Out of nowhere.

My computer has PMS, methinks...

Listening to that song by Chumbawamba from the 90's. Hehe. How cool is that. This son is off the chain.

"I get knocked down, but I get up again..."

despite the annoyingly inspirational chorus, of course. Honestly, if I was down and out, this song would make me want to kill myself.

Trumpet solo, though. Ftw.

In other news, I'm going to see Oysterband tonight. A good time is garunteed. It's the WECC, after all.

And Running WIth Wizards opens tomorow. 7:00 at the Garden City Theater (in other words, the band room), for those of you who would like to see a play that Alistair and I wrote and directed. Or Friday at 7. Free. Once again, a good time is garunteed.

Life has sucked a little lately, but only a little. Anyone have a really good job they want to offer me?

And why won't Javascript work on my computer?

It's a shame that if someone recorded a song called Singing in the Rain nowadays, it would be a depressing song with drop-tuned electric guitars, not a snazzy musical featuring Gene Kelly and tap dancing.

Gene Kelly-awsome, or overrated?

 Is this what it feels like to be a responsible adult?

Oop, nevermind, it was just gas.

False alarm.

Down Down Down 

i can't find the stuff to study for my university french midterm

my mom put a stupid blocking device on the computer and it won't let me acess my email

too down for punctuation or capital letters except for Down obviously

blaghhh 

maybe i just won't show up to school tomorow 

or ever after

it sounds like piano time

I've decided I spend much too much time on the computer and it's sapping my life. There are so many other things I could be doing with my life.

So, with that, I'm cutting the time I spend on the computer. I'm breaking the addiction.

I'm gonna start filling my time with finishing "In Cold Blood", which I have to read for english, but am enjoying quite a bit. Then maybe I'll get my hands on Walden, by Thoreau. I've been meaning to read it for quite some time.

I'm also going to play more piano. I enjoy playing it, but always feel like I don't have enough time, mostly because I'm on the computer so dang much.

I'm also going to start cultivating some of the interests I don't spend as much time on. Like maybe my poetry writing. Or get back into juggling.

Oh yeah, and I'm getting a job again. How lovely.

Going to Karolyn's birthday tonight, should be fun. Possibly going to Cassandra's party after. That carries no such garuntees. 

Elton John-great artist, or the greatest artist? 

I 'm back! After six months or so of being off of LJ, I've decided it's high time I come back. I'm not sure how many people read my LJ anymore, I know I had upwards of twenty at one time, but I think that's probably gone down alot, which is one of the reasons I stopped posting on it, but anyways...I'm back, I think. 

News from Paul's life...

-I've been accepted into the Faculty of Music at the U of M to pursue jazz studies

-I've shaved my goatee, and now I've just got a teensy soul patch.

um...gee, what else is there to know? That's all that's important at any rate.

March break. I've been sleeping in alot, so my head is all muddy and I'm moody.

ahahahablagh.

hihihihi

Trista's here! Yay!

I just thought I didn't want my last post on LJ to be a negative one.

Anyone up for coffee sometime soon? Or does someone want to drive me to the U of M music open house?

Ugh, I've got that sick feeling in my stomach again where someone is angry with me and I didn't realize it. Same thing happens when I find out people talk behind my back, or something. Ignorance really is bliss.

I was so happy too. I've really got to stop checking LJ. I know I said I was done, but.....frigggg.

I'm craving a cigarette. That means I have an oral fixation. That means I was weaned off breast feeding too late as a child. Freud ftw.

Am I the only one for whome the movie 'Across the Universe' isn't quite sitting right?

I haven't seen it yet, naturally, but having viewed the trailers....this thing looks too good. Too good to be. It looks like everything I would like in a movie, and do like in many movies, but.....coldly calculate to be so. The 70's as seen by one young man, as he deals with the slings and arrows of young love and the situation in Vietnam, all on a warm backdrop of Beatles music? Maybe I'm judging it prematurely, but I don't think so. 

Then again, maybe it's only the theatrical trailer that's making me feel that way. I see clips on TV and thing it looks kinda neat. But nonetheless....the theatrical trailer looks like a freakin' music video. And not a good one, either. It feels like Moulin Rouge. Pop culture 101. Being hip for dummies. 

I'm calmly awaiting the legions of people at school to begin claiming it as their new favorite movie, and for a whole new group of people to learn how good it feels to belt out 'Come Together' at the top of your voice. Is it a bad thing? No. But that doesn't mean I have to like it.

I think I'm pretty much done with LJ posts

Maybe I'll post again every once in a while with funny articles or really bitchy rants or something. But it's getting boring. The whole 'post an innocuous statement and hope the person it's about reads it' isn't quite as hip as I once thought it was. 

Besides, facebook is where all the cool people are hanging out now.

So, without further ado, goodbye LJ. I'm not leaving you forever. We can still be casual friends who see each other once in a while, get drunk and have sex while crying. And really, isn't that what friendship is all about?

I sure hope not. If it is, I have ALL the wrong friends...

http://seattlepi.nwsource.com/tv/327909_high17.html

So what this guy seems to be saying (or rather, what he says right out front) is that kids join school productions to get laid at the afterparties.

This shows a remarkable lack of knowledge about teenagers today, atleast at Garden City.

a) Speaking as someone who has been part of the school's main production for 3 years now, and who met his current girlfriend through the production, I have to say I've never met anyone who joined the production just to get laid. That just seems stupid to me. From what I've seen, the girls who hang around with the popular crowd and the jocks are alot more loose than any girl I've met in the production, and I'd say the guys are also alot more cautious about the status of their zipper. THe musical is one of the safest places for a high school kid to be.

b) But hey, things happen. And if they do, there's no way two teenagers are going to wait until the cast party. Infact, the afterparty I went to (and this past year was my first time attending) was alot tamer than parties i've been to. Not alot of drinking (for most people). No drugs. Everyone knew everyone, except for an unfortunate incident with Garth and Jared Burman, but even that didn't last too long. The teens from the production that I know are sexually active are doing everything right about it, they're not having wild unprotected sex all over a basement. If I was this dad, I would be more worried about how out of touch I am with my daughter than the possibility of her making out with a guy at a cast party. 

In other news I got my schedual! In other news, they put me in english psychology! Which is no good, because not only do I not want Dr. Guest, I won't be able to graduate with a french immersion diploma without french psychology. Look out Mr. Loepky, I'm comin' to turn over a few tables and bust af ew heads!

In other news, who wants to go get coffee with me?

ooooh! And one more amusing tidbit about my life!

I officially made my first freudian slip the other day (slipped my first freudian? freudian slipped up? hm.)

I accidentaly called Ali 'mom'. 

Oh, it makes me giggle.

ETA-and before anyone asks, we were not having sex at the time. Although that would indeed have been even funnier.

Graham Isaak is doing a free concert downtown tomorow.

Anyone wanna come with me? He's amazingly talented, and such a nice guy. he plays bass, and other string instruments, and sings. 

*sigh* And for the teenage girls in the audience, he's also playing with Ryan Voth, who's quite nice to look at.

Anyone? We can split the price on a cafe for lunch or something? Come on, going alone is lame....


He's REALLY good...