I would like to take just a minute of your time

the cops suck the cops suck the cops suck. why do they have to be such dicks? fuck the police i'm ready to get out of here.

you never give me your money
you only give me your funny papers
and in the middle of negotiations
you break down.

i've come to realize lately that my posts are usually never longer than a few sentences. This one will be no different.

happy 420 everyone

Andrew Bird is amazing. if you have not heard him, then check him out...Andrew Bird and the Mysterious Production of Eggs is one of the better albums of 2005 in my opinion. Anyhow. I hope to God that i never have to see David Warner again in my life, but knowing my luck and the smallness of the world i'm sure i'll run into him again somewhere down the line. As long as he doesn't tell me more stories about getting fucked up in New Orleans or relating to me every single active substance in all the prescription medicine known to man, then i will be fine.

-I'd like you to meet someone...he will be attending Trinity University in San Antonio next year. This is Scott Squires...

-Hello, how do you do?

nothing to update about. no news to report. i'm going to san antonio tomorrow to decide my fate for the future. we'll see how it turns out.

10^10^100=a googolplex

my computer is working again!!!!!!!!!!!! finally

goddammit i pretty much hate everything right now

Fuck UT, if they don't want to accept me then they can go straight to hell. I dont need them anyways, I'll just go to Texas State and have fun without their fancy-shmancy school and their fun austin atmosphere. Fuck you UT, thank you for shattering my hopes and dreams for four years of fun in austin. Thank you for giving me the chance to get a degree at a mediocre school where i can do well without really trying. I can't wait to be another one of those kids who goes to Texas State because they couldn't get into UT. Thank you for giving me that chance. Thank you, Thank you, Thank you.

my laptop doesn't work. FAAAAAACKKKKK

i need to return to independence right...NOW.

i had a dream last night that i needed a ride someplace, and the only person around was Kevin Federline, and he was the worst driver of all time. Fucking Kevin Federline man...running red lights, cutting people off, having no respect for the rules of the road, just because he's Kevin Fucking Federline. That douchebag almost got me killed.

spring break is half over. good or bad? meh, whatever. i'm goin with the flow. my last entry said saudi sucked, but its been lookin up. as more and more people come back i guess it gets better and better. drugs and partying helps, but of course thats not what its all about. friends, family, whatever, all that stuff ya know. my mind needs opening. i feel like i've been stuck in a rut for awhile, maybe its time to experiment. as Aldous Huxley says, i need to open my "doors of perception." Perhaps some American myths such as Superman or Captain Marvel would help me greater understand things. Ah Thomas Wolfe writing through me, i take no credit for these ideas. the predatory wasp of the pallisades is out to get me too. maybe thats just my imagination though. i wish i could make music like Sufjan. His stuff is genius, every part of his pieces work with everything else. they all fit perfectly together like a puzzle. well done Mr. Stevens, i give you a round of applause. its 12:30 at night and i'm not tired, but i'm not really awake. i'm staring at this glowing screen trying to figure out what i'm going write about. my life in saudi is so predictable. wake up at precicely 11:20 AM, take a shower, eat leftovers for breakfast/lunch, go hang out with a friend, go home, eat dinner and sit around my house for about an hour, go out, smoke hash, smoke shisha, drive around, go home, watch Conan, then occasionaly get on the computer and write about the things i do everyday. I NEED TO GO. NOW. backpacking this summer. good change of pace. i'm excited. my parents even offered to match whatever i earn to spend on the trip. fuck yeah. i think my dad really wants me to go out for a month on my own and just discover life. just going out west with some friends, discovering the United States will be great. i was also talking to my dad recently, and he warned me about bad trips....he asked me if i had ever seen anyone on a bad trip, I said no because i haven't, and then he proceeded to tell me about a guy scrunched in the corner of a party pulling spiders off him for 6 hours. jesus father, i knew you grew up in the sixties, but apparently there is a lot i dont know about you. yous gots some 'splainin to do!
I find that the more i know, the more i realize i dont. -end?-

saudi sucks saudi sucks saudi sucks. i'm bored as shit in the desert. nobody is here, no fun to be found. but at least i've got funk.
checka-checka-checka blam! where'd you get that funk? FROM A BRUTHHA NAMED GEORGE AND SOME 151.

bottle up and explode, over and over...

long time no see eh? otherwise, i found enlightenment in the complete and utter simplicity (and sheer complexity) of nature. It made me feel insignificant, yet incredibly important at the same time. I felt like i was just a part of everything around me, and that my species has a duty to preserve the nature around me because i am just another minor player in the grand scheme of things. We must let go of our self-identity and realize that we are part of the flow of the universe, and that we really dont matter- what matters is the preservation of beauty in the world. I tried to preserve that beauty for myself with a camera, but i dont know how well it turned out. However, its not important what I preserve through photography, but what we preserve in reality. In 200 years when everything is urban and there is no more nature for us to admire, what will the use of an Ansel Adams photograph be? So we can look at it and be nostalgic? What is the use of being reminded of times past when we have nothing to compare it to in the present? We need to act now in order to preserve beauty on Earth for our children and grandchildren. I'll be damned if my great-great-great-grandkids dont get to see Yosemite National Park because it will have been paved over for apartment complexes and strip malls. So go find beauty, and remember it, because it may not be there for long.

my best friend from elementay/middle school IM'd me tonight. I havent talked to him in years. He told me how he was really fucked up on drugs and had to go to rehab, and now he's in community college trying to get his life back together. i dont know how to feel about this. jesus.

tomrrow is friday again. i dont know if i'm ready for it.
i musically interpreted the bhagavad-gita today. strange.
the brian jonestown massacre is one of my favorite bands.
i got a bill in the mail today for $10 from when i nearly broke my arm before christmas. why did i just get it now?
i have an english in-class essay 1st period tomorrow and i couldn't care less.
i need some new music.
my bank keeps sending me new checks, and now i have checks coming out of my ears.
i want some cool filters for my camera.
my friends are not on good terms with each other...i'm in the middle of it.
my leg was nearly broken yesterday when a lacrosse ball zoomed by me and grazed my pant leg.


my life in non sequiturs.

this weekend was off the wall. i dont think i've ever been drunk at 9:30 in the morning before. but it happend. nothing else needs to be said.

coffee house=succesful
me=pooped