Time On the Ole Hands

So a friend of mine tweeted this question; Do you ever wonder what people say about you when you're not around?

In my mind on a very conscious level I decided I didn't want to know, that it didn't really ever bother me, it was silly to let something like that get in your way or slow you down in the least bit.

But then I realized on a much more subtle level of my subconcious I decided I didn't care because I assumed people never ever spoke poorly about me. I mean maybe people who don't like me, but I don't care what they say. Their were these two girls that started a rumor in 8th grade that I stuffed my bra, it was dumb. But other than that I honestly don't think that anyone I am friends with would ever say things about me behind my back. Maybe it is really ignorant to think this.

Whatever, Ignorance is bliss I guess!

Too Tired To Form Paragraphs

"Life is strange and people change and circle round again"


I don't know why I just quoted Page France. I think I should like more bands, bands are cool.


I'm 21 now. Here is what I can conclude about who Tasha is as a 21 year old:

-When it come down to spending 4 dollars on a burrito or 4 dollars on a beer, I will always choose a burrito.
-I don't actually like any bars I've been too, and I am still waiting to find the one that fits me right (Like in How I Met Your Mother, they have their bar)
-My mom is significantly cooler than me
-I still like getting coffee more than I like going to the bars.


I'm going to Minnesota soon. Corbin and I are flying together. I'm really anxious about the airport, like every thing leading up to getting on the plane. Corbin is really anxious about everything that happens once we get on the plane. We should make a great team. I'm excited to see Manders, DC, Rip and Amy... Mostly DC.


We have an espresso machine at the JC. Today I made a mean Mocha. Now like half of my life dreams have come true.



On Saturday I rode my bike a lot with Daniel. From 175th to the U district. It was like the first time all summer I exercised. For that last sentence I had to look up how to spell exercise. Dumb.


I paid rent over the phone. Fuck you postal system! You will not have my valuable stamps!


At my mom's we can't find the remote for the TV. She has the digital cable so you can't change the channel without it. The TV is stuck on Disney. Dumb.
I'm way too into the show Megan Wants a Millionaire.




I have too much work to do this week.

Big Dumb Metaphor

Dumb mood

I had a relatively good day.

I saw Away We Go today with Holly and Andi, that was a lot of fun, it was a great movie!
Hung out with the family, that was also enjoyable.
Ate falafel, as anyone knows, I love falafel!



I went to see the Pharmacy this evening also. Most people who knew me two years ago, know how much I love the Pharmacy! I have seen them over 25 times in my life, more so than any other band by a long shot. I believed I blogged maybe 6-7 months ago about their last show in Seattle before they all moved to New Orleans, I talked about how it kind of represented an era of my life that had come to an end. It was a great night! I saw tons of friends and sang to all my favorite songs. It was just the perfect closure anyone would need, I had a great time and accepted maybe I'm not that person anymore, the person who will sit on a bus for three hours every weekend to see her favorite band. Maybe I am not the kind of person who stakes a significant amount of her identity in how obscure the bands she sees are. Maybe I am not the kind of person who will put all other obligations aside to spend a night with her best friend listening to their favorite band, or maybe I am still, I don't know.

I kind of romanticize things, like too often, that hold some sort of sentimental value. Certain places or things, as insignificant as they may seem, I hold to a high esteem because they are representative for something that is definitely significant, like friendship. I think the Pine Cone is an example of that, or the Top Hat Society. Well I kind of went into this night thinking it would be like a friend reunion, it would be a night of nostalgia and reconnection. It was anything but this. Not so much with the band, I mean yeah, they didn't play many songs I knew, but it hasn't really been about that for a long time.

I guess I was just holding out, no matter how bad things have been, some things are sacred, some things can't be touched, or I thought. I thought nostalgia and strong good memories where enough to change the current pattern of unreliability or lack of involvement, but I was obviously mistaken.


It isn't even about the show, really its just like some big dumb metaphor about how shit isn't going to be like it used to be, I've changed and you've changed and everything else has fucking changed. Its about expectations not being met and realities being faced. Like maybe things are fucked and maybe I have to face it.



dumb.

Bleh, my birthday is in a week, everyone should get me tons of birthday presents!

Happy Birthday America!

Generally I'd classify myself as a fun loving individual, usually up for adventure and whatnot, but in certain times I kind of become a huge party pooper and do what I can in my life to repel the fun train. This awful side of me become most prevalent on certain holidays, namely New Years Eve, Valentines Day and the 4th of July. I think what it is, is that these days come with all sorts of expectations, you need to have certain kinds of fun on those days and if you don't you fail.

I think there are a lot of people who need strong convincing something is going to be fun before they embark, like they need to know every detail of the events and you need to outline why it is worth there time to do what ever fun activity it is that you want them to do. I can't stand this attitude! I want to just go with the flow and make my own fun, you know, I usually don't wait for fun to happen, I make it happen!

Despite my usual "Go for it and have tons of fun while doing it!" attitude, on the fore mentioned holidays I generally intentionally avoid all fun on purpose, so that if I do end up having a bad time its because I chose to, not because I am lame. Sweet logic right?

For example, last New Years Eve a few friends and I decided we weren't going to go out, we were just going to stay in and watch movies. Boycott all New Years Eve style fun!! But then last minute we decided to go to a dance party, and it was lame. So we attempted to have fun, but we failed!!

Anyways, I decided this year I didn't want my 4th of July to be bogged down by my fear of not having fun, so I decided to just go for it and actually have fun! (Weird, I know!)

It started off with Memo's, a 24 hour Mexican food restaurant on University Ave, my new favorite place! Then Andi, Hailestorm and I met up with tons of lovely people at a Damage Done show in the U district. Saw lots of cool people and listened to punk rock! Then we bused over to this block party right off of East Lake. There was a mechanical bull, slip n' slide, a DJ and tons of people! We hung out there for a few hours and watched the firework show. After that back to Memo's for round two! Then we needed to get back to Andi's, but it was pretty late and the buses stopped running, so we decided to take a cab. I couldn't get through to the cab company because the number was busy for a long time. We walked outside and saw a cab and hailed it! Well mostly Lauren, but I helped a little. It was awesome, like in the movies! Anyways, made our way safely back to Andi's and then watched Arrested Developement! What a perfect fourth of July!


Moraly of the story: I had fun, good for me!

Happy Birthday America!

Adulthood here I come

So, I have a year til I graduate.
I know that I have plenty of time to figure things out in my life, but I feel like if I haven't figured things out soon, I'm going to miss out.
It seems as though my time is limited, like I won't have time to do all the cool things I want to do.


Andi and I were talking about how we (or rather I) have a tendency to romanticize being punk rock. There are parts of me that just want to bum around the country and party everyday, void of any and all responsibility and accountability. But when I look around at people who are embodying this life style I am ultimately turned off by it.


I got paid today. I had been living off next to no money for nearly a month, it was hard for me. I can barely go a month without a financial security blanket before I freak out, and most of that time I was living with my mom.

I'm already applying for jobs for after I graduate; I don't want to be poor.


My job has been pretty cool so far this summer. Its an interesting change though. This year I barely ever had class, and although I pride myself on being very self motivated, its different having to adhere to someone else's schedule and needs before my own. I mean, its pretty damn real world though.

It seems as though college is a pretty self involved time, or at least my college experience has been. Everything I work for solely benefits myself and I am only responsible for myself. When I'm at the Jeremiah Center my actions directly affect my coworkers and the youth I am here to serve. Once again, real life as hell.


I always feel tempted to make "at least" one word, but then the little red line appears reminding me not to be stupid. Atleast.


I turn 21 in like two weeks. That's cool I guess, I mean I'm really into my birthday. I think there are like two different kinds of birthday people (or like 8). There are the people who get all weird and distant and hate their birthdays, and then there are people who love their birthdays. I'm definitely the latter. I feel kind of awkward making things all about me, but when it come down to it, I love when its all about me, at least for the day.



21 is a big deal I guess, like I'm joining a pretty exclusive club. Everyone gets to join eventually, but until you do you get to wait on the outside looking in (sometimes very literally).

Well adulthood here I come I guess.

dumb.

So much is happening, no energy to talk about it.



Montana
Movie making
Decemberists
Visitors
Moving
No sleep tonight...........

Birthday!

For my birthday this year I am going to be seeing the Decemberists at the Marymoor Park in Redmond, WA on July 17th. I just bought my ticket! If anyone wants to come with me, I would be so into this! Marymoor is an outdoor venue with general admission. I think this is going to be a really sweet show. But yes, whether your a Decemberists fan or a fan of me and want to spend my birthday with me you should get a ticket. Its pretty expensive though, like I spent a little over 50 dollars on the ticket and all the fees and stuff. So yeah, just let me know! 

Heck yeah!

Bored.

So, I know this old news to almost everyone who knows me, like even a little bit, but I love the Decemberists. I feel like I like them more today than other days. Shelby and I are seeing them in Montana in like three or four weeks. Also I am seeing them this summer, on my birthday in fact.

I showed my rough cut to my teacher today, I got some good feedback. It was so nerve racking, but now I don't have a solid deadline again for like 3 weeks, which mean I can calm down a little. But I might end up having to re shoot a scene or two. Also I need to re record some audio. I thought I was done with APS for the quarter, how wrong I was!!

I feel like I spend more time in the MML than I do at my house.


Dumb dumb dumb.




I am procrastinating work right now.


blah.



The Office and 30Rock are on in a couple hours. That is cool!

Terror Alert Level Orangish Red.

I feel like whenever I go to my Mom's place I actually hear about whats happening in the world. In Olympia I don't read the paper or watch the news. In all actuality I really just don't care about whats happening in the world. The only reason I would want to be kept up on current events would be to better understand South Park jokes. But anyways, whenever I stay at my Mom's I always watch hours of news (Conservative news at that, cause my mom decided she is a conservative now). And what does hours of news breed? Irrational fears! Last time I visited I was soooo worried about hyperinflation. Now I'm worried about a billion people dying because of the Swine Flu.


Dumb.

Why me and Shelby are the same person

So I was playing the animal guessing game with my younger sister today and it is important to keep in mind that she has no prior knowledge about any of the guess the animal games played in the past amongst myself and college friends. So she was asking questions and basically only knows that it is a mammal that doesn't live in America and is a few feet big.

She asks me "Is it a monkey?"

I say "Uhh, kind of"

She quickly, without hesitation responds "Oh a Lemur?"





I love my sister

Tisk Tisk Tisk.

It is evident by my last few blog posts that the phone update thing on Blogger has a lot of bugs to work out. I give it a D.

nt out that I don't have a key pad and am hella T9ing this shit.

So I think blogger wants to be more like twitter, cause now apparently you can update your blog from your phone. Although I think this function is a lit

Done with my produc for my proj

I started and finished shooting the Pine Cone yesterday. It was one of the most intense things I've ever done. Of course it wouldn't have been possible without so many amazing people.

I have been neglecting important aspects of my life for the last week due to the stress of preparing for the shoot, so hopefully I can take the next couple days to get my life back to order.

I have lots of thoughts about production and hopefully in the next week I will have clips posted to my production blog.

So as many of you are aware yesterday was Easter. It was kind of weird not being able to go home and spend it with my family. My mom sent me an Easter basket, which is like the coolest thing ever. I actually got three packages in the mail this last week. I mean two were from Amazon.com, but it was still exciting.

I get to drink coffee again. It is actually kind of weird, because I don't need it anymore, I think about it less. When I first stopped drinking it a mere 47 days ago I thought about it like every hour or so, many aspects of my life changed because coffee and caffeine were no longer apart of my routine. Today for example I got up and left my house and was running around doing stuff for like 4 hours because I got coffee. Its like now I have to remember to drink it, opposed to it being an integral part of my life. Meh, whatever, I imagine things will get back to normal as soon my schedule and life gets back to normal.

I saw Adventure Land and Observe and Report recently, I enjoyed both very much. This week I want to see Crank 2: High Voltage and Wendy and Lucy. Movies movies, I like movies. Sometimes I make movies. Movies movies movies.



ps. The Decemberists are playing a show in Redmond on my 21st birthday. Boo yah!

O:NHVGT

The sun is shinning! I am so excited about this. I know this is like dumb to say because everyone loves the sun and is excited about its tendancy to shine in the spring, but still, fuck yeah!

Yesterday Operation: Not Having a Very Good Time, or O:NHVGT had our first event. We went to Snoqulamie Falls and North Bend to eat at the diner in the tv show Twin Peaks. It was a lot of fun. I got a nose bleed from the altitude I assume, that was kind of weird. 

On the way back I put on this mix I made for Charlie last Spring of my favorite music to listen to when it is sunny. Like half of the music was silly things I really liked when I was 12-15 years old, but the other half was more DIY music that I was into last Spring. Listening to it made me miss music. I don't know whats been happening recently in my life, but I just haven't been interested in going to shows. Most of my friends in Olympia aren't neccessarily into the same music I am, so it would make sense that I wouldn't go to shows with them, but it didn't stop me Freshmen or Sophomore year. Ugh, well now thats it sunny again I want to get back into shows starting with Defiance, Ohio next week. 

Oh, I'm filming my movie in like 5 days and that scares me sooo much I want to scream.

Bored.

So I get in these funks where I don't blog for a long time because nothing in my life is particularly blog worthy. And so then get all weird because I haven't blogged in awhile so I feel like I can't just write something dumb, cause I could have been writing dumb things all along. But I refuse to let that stop me this time!!

Spring break was great and included such wonderful things like:
Fam
Friendship
Jeremiah Center
Tattoo
Bingo
Hear Me Out
Monopoly
Digital Cable


I have class today which is always something I enjoy.

uhh... Punk Rock!

Poll

I tried adding a pole to my blog but it wouldn't work, so now we are just going to have to do this the old fashion way. Please respond to the following question by posting the corresponding answer in my comments section

I gave up caffeine/coffee for lent, is drinking decaf coffee in violation of that?

A) Yes, it is a violation.

B) No, drink it up.

C) No, but it is the antithesis of everything you believe in so don't drink it!

D) Uhh, its tricky. Maybe just on Sundays. 

So what do you think?

10 Victory Points!

Yesterday was Corbin's birthday and we did one of my favorite things to do; we played a board game!! Maybe most of my friends don't know this about me but I love to play board games. I play with my family all the time, it was pretty much all I did over winterbreak in fact. Last year Matt louv and I played Monopoly kind of often, and that was awesome. In high school Nathan and I played pretty often, the problem was finding people who would play with us, cause monopoly isn't very fun with only two people. Recently I have just been starved of any board game action. But anyways last night at Charlie's we played Settlers of Catan which I had never played before. Lauren and I were on a team and we totally won! I really liked the game and now that I completely understand it I want to play again cause I might go about things pretty differently. 

I still think that I prefer Monopoly, and mostly because you have to rely on other people so much more. I think my favorite aspect of board games is when you have to manipulate the people around you and get them to help you out more than you help them out. You definitely will play a better game if you are trading with other players, but it isn't as neccesary as in Monopoly, also the main thing to trade is resources and although throughout the game some resources are seen as more valuable than others, there are all pretty much weighed the same and usually just traded resource to resource. 

I like the varying degree of property you can own in Monopoly because it makes things more interesting. Like although Boardwalk and Park Place are the most "valuable" monopoly on the board, we all know they don't always pay off because they are extremely expensive to build on and are rarely landed on. One might think it more wise to spend their energy building on the grey properties (thats right, grey!), which are often landed on. But the person with the grey monopoly can get landed on like 5 times before they match the distructive power of Boardwalk, and we all know taking out all of someone's money at one time is better than doing slowly throughout a game.  

Okay, I am done nerding out!

So last night Matt gave Corbin and I a ride home. As we were going across the fourth avenue bridge a cop pulls over us over. Apparently Matt was going a little too fast. The cop took Matts info, where he realized Matt went to Evergreen, and ran it. He came back to the car and said something along the lines of "Well I am not going to give you a ticket because you have to go to such an awful school." Now I probably appreciate cops more than the average Evergreen student, but come one! Dick move officer. I want a job where I can just be a fucker and no one can tell me off because I have a fucking gun and handcuffs. Wouldn't that be lovely. Well he didn't give Matt a ticket, so whatever. 

Bored.

I made an animated Gif that I then posted on this blog. Isn't it just Wacky!!

Have you ever noticed that coffee and coughy sound the same?

.coffee.

I wonder if people didn't know much about me, and I don't know, used some of those handy dandy internet sites to get to know more about me, what they would think. Well if you look around the interests and activities section of my facebook, it pretty clearly displays my love for coffee. On my myspace you don't have to read anything, just a quick glance identifies that I like coffee and that goes for my blog and twitter also. In fact, even my class production blog. Lets face it, it is well known knowledge to anyone who interacts with me that I like coffee. Some people might call my love an addiction, but let yourself not be fooled, it is LOVE! I love the way it smells, I love the way it tastes, I love the way it makes my body feel, my mind feel, I like the culture that surrounds it, it legitimately make me happier, I love ordering a cup of coffee and when they ask if I want cream or sugar, saying no, I love tiredly making coffee in the morning as my precursor to life, I like going out to diners and cafes, I like making movies about people drinking coffee. I am in love with coffee. 

That being said, from this point on I will not drink another sip of coffee or caffeine* until Easter Sunday. 46 days! I am doing this as my own personal fasting during the season of lent. Today was Ash Wednesday, the start of lent, and throughout the day I was trying to figure out what I needed to give up, and well whether or not I want to admit it, all signs pointed to coffee and caffeine. If I am particularly irritable, aggressive or tired in the next few weeks either you have offended me horribly or I am just detoxing. 

Matt Louv had a cup of coffee at my house today. It made me so happy, like I was in some small way helping him see a greater truth. 

I won a free pound of coffee yesterday. It was the first rally I've ever won at the Capitol.

I'm making a movie that includes a lot of coffee consumption.

I usually drink on average 6/7 cups a day.

I usually spend anywhere from 1 dollar to ten a day on coffee.

There is no where in Olympia I like to hang out that I can't get coffee at. 

Lets just say this is going to require some serious life changes.

Also, I mean I am like totally physically addicted to caffeine, so like I'm probably going to feel awful for a week for just that reason, not to mention the emotional trama.

One last thought: I have absolutely and positively no intention to give up coffee permentantely. This is purely for lent. I don't even want to enterain such an awful idea and neither should any of you.

.coffee.

*I still have every intention of eating chocolate. I know it has a tiny bit of caffeine, but I just honestly don't care.

Only cause I felt like my head was going to explode

I felt really sick, was super dizzy and had bad head ache. I took two Excedrins (by took I mean chewed, because I can't swallow pills). Now I feel better. 

Maybe medicine isn't that evil all the time and maybe it isn't completely vital to my health to avoid it at all costs.

Although the bottle of Excedrin cost 5 bucks! What the hell?

Opps?!?!?

I will really just ought to apologize for my previous blog post. TV night happened at the beach cabin and it was great. Maybe I shouldn't have been so hard on ya guys...

Well TV nights at beach cabin are numbered so I'm glad we are taking full advantage.

In other news my entire production for class is crumbling. More on that on my other blog. 

What's on your Mind Grapes?

All my supposed friends are going to be too busy to watch the Office and 30rock with me tomorrow. I mean, remember when TV night used to mean something? Remember when people still had honor and dignity? Well those days are over, my friends will just whore themselves out to anyone on TV night!

"But Tasha we have a sketch show and need to do rehearsal." 

Well sorry if I don't give a shit. 

And uhh, what about me? I don't have a television. I can't just meander into my living room and turn on the ole tv box!! I guess I'll just wait till the shows are online, cause you know, the future! 

Ughh, all I want are some friends who aren't fucking pansies!*

*Oh, and if you think I'm talk about you, I'm not. Ugh, you're so self involved you think everyone is always talking about you. Trust me, this has nothing to do with you.

I guess this is why they have sporks.

So My friend Daniel and I have a music blog. I know what you're thinking, "Tasha doesn't know anything about music?!?!" And well your right! But that aside I am a contributor on a music blog now so get used to it. 

I eat Betty Baker's Mac n Cheese often. Like at least a couple times a week. But for whatever reason everytime I make it I can never figure out which to use, a fork or a spoon. I am eating some right now and I went with spoon, but I know that I've definitely gone fork rather often. For a food I eat often, you'd think I'd know how to eat it. Guess not.

whine.

I feel like their are times in my life where everything that happens to me is absolutely blog worthy. Their are other times where everything in my life just seems mundane and ruitine. 

"Hey Tasha! What have you been up to?"

"Oh, umm, well I am working on this movie for class..."

Its not even like I'm working that hard or anything, but when I think about what I do with my life thats all that comes to mind. Like Saturday I was hanging out with Charlie and Matty Louv and we were trying to figure out what to do to kill time before the improv show. We had about 5 hours to kill. For the life of me I could not figure out what the hell I do for fun. And then yesterday I sat in my living room for 12 hours hanging out with a variety of people, but nevertheless I was still just hanging out in my living room. What the hell is fun and exciting. 

Maybe I should read books.

Or watch the wire :(

It doesn't really hurt unless it gets you in the ear.

It seems as though I have been neglecting this blog recently. I have been expected to keep a blog for class this quarter so I think it has been sucking up a lot of my blog writing energy. Check it out! Or don't, either way its cool. 

http://blogs.evergreen.edu/natashanorton/

I don't really have much to say about my life other than class related stuff, which is what my other blog entails. 

Oh I bought a nerf gun, you know, for shooting at things.

Bah.

So do you ever feel like things just don't make sense and there is no reasonable explaination. Like why is it that I can't find a listing for any businesses inside the Olympia business park thing, but every business that is supposed to be there comes up with a listing in another area of town. They are all listed at this other random location, even though I know it isn't where they actually reside. So, when I try to find the number for the other restaurant I went to yesterday, which is completely unrelated to the Olympia business park, it apparently doesn't exsist in google. Oh maybe it isn't updated, the restuarant used to be downtown, so I call the listing google has for the downtown restaurant and someone answers, but it isn't for the restaurant, it is someones private line. My back pack went missing yesterday and my attempts to retrace my steps are proving to lead me to be more confused.

So, maybe its a bad idea to spend 3 hours watching a science fiction tv show, but now I've got all these wack conspiracies going through my head. Why can't I find a listing for Hot Iron Monglian Grill, Starbucks, Taco Del Mar, or Fuji Teriaki? Why can't I seem to remember where the hell my pack back could have gone? Why can none of my friends find it in their homes? Who or what is trying to keep me from getting to the truth and what important meaning does the green jansport hold that someone is going to such great lengths to keep me from it? Or does the green back pack even exsist? Did I even go to these restaurants? What is reality and what is fiction?

This is all so disorientating. 

How does this make you feel?

hmm...

Remember that day when you found out Santa wasn't real?

Well... It's kind of like that.

Growing Old

I went to a Pharmacy show a few weeks ago. They just recently moved to New Orleans and it was their last show here. Most people who know me are aware that I really like that band, like a lot. I have been to over 25 Pharmacy shows. I own three different Pharmacy shirts. I have 8 Pharmacy posters up in my room. I went to a show once and it was a mere 5 or 6 hours after getting intense dental surgery. I had gauze in my mouth and I was spitting blood into a cup in the front row. I was singing so hard I popped a stitch. I've been to shows with hundred of other people and shows with 4 other people. To say the least, the Pharmacy has been a major part of my life over the last 4 years. My interest in them has definitely declined over the last year or so, I mean I barely see them anymore, although I still appreciate them. 

When I was preparing to go to their most recent Seattle show, the last one before they moved, I didn't think much about the fact that a band I had dedicated so much time and energy to would be moving across the country. To be perfectly honest I didn't care much at all. If something better had been presented I may not have gone to the show at all. Well I went and it was a lot of fun. I saw a ton of people who I knew and a lot of great bands I had never heard of. I am not going to describe every detail of the show because no one cares, but they did play Fedex Planes and Comic Book, which was a great surprise. 

When the show ended a weird sadness kind of fell over me. This show was an overdue marker for the end of an era. I don't just mean an era of seeing Pharmacy shows. It was more like that band was a major element to the caricature I embodied Freshmen year, someone who I no longer can identify with. I am seemingly probably pretty similar to the person I was two years ago. I dress the same, I listen to the same music (for the most part), I am studying the same thing in school and shit, I hang out with mostly the same people. Despite being seemingly unchanged, I know I am a different person, maybe even purely for the reason that I don't want to go to punk shows three days a week anymore. 

Classes have started again for this quarter. Yesterday I started freaking out. I need to orchestrate the creation of a half hour long film, and I feel completely incompetent. I know that as soon as I am on the set, my amazing film making skills will speak for themselves. But I need to make shit happen. I need to find actors and a location. I need to hold auditions and rehearsals. I need to get costumes and props. I need to be organized and self motivated. I need to finish writing that damn script. I am not confident in my ability to do any of these things. Maybe I should get off my ass and work on this now instead of sitting around blogging. 

For class this quarter I need to keep a production blog. I'll set up a link to that as soon as I get it up and running. 

I'm getting real internet soon! 

"Spent the first hundred years of my life growing old"