Below are the 15 most recent journal entries recorded in nick's LiveJournal:

Tuesday, August 3rd, 2004
1:57 pm	Gmail invites... You guys, I have lake itch and i got strep throat from a dog last week. Please, please, does anybody have a gmail invite? take pity people! crowned@ziplip.com thanks. (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Saturday, March 20th, 2004
3:44 am	All in a days work... Looks like it just would have been too good to crash a motorcycle and end up barely hurt and nail an NC state freshman in less than 24 hours. I just took off her sandals and tucked her into bed, drunk little lamb. Current Mood: disappointed (Comment on this)
Thursday, January 23rd, 2003
12:55 am	This is art you hippie Go to Carmagnum and click the main logo, then "i hate your truck" then keep clicking. it is my sister's boyfriend's site. (Comment on this)
Wednesday, November 6th, 2002
3:57 pm	Latest on Connecticut... Who's my Aryan. Sehr Gut Karl! Swimmming in the Atlantic I stayed at the Johnson's house in Connecticut. They are family friends and have most adorable children, Clark (brown hair) and Karl (blonde) The don't smile treatment. Getting hair cuts with Michele. Dropping Clark and Karl off at the bus stop (Comment on this)
3:51 pm	Latest on Rhode Island... I went to spend a day in the life of a RISD 2nd year architecture student. These kids spend 120 hours a week at their desks. Cristina had me help her build this frame, and later that night, she stretched latex over it and then distorted it. The week after, she had to make a series of accurate drawings of it. Not easy stuff by any stretch. Providence Is well decorated The Ghost Busters building What! My and Cristina's shadows. Me Olly and Cristina eating Indian. I'm worrying about some gypsy working my camera, the girls are just being foxes. Olly Rasini! She even dresses like an Italian Flag! Some of Cristina's work (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Friday, October 11th, 2002
6:21 pm	Today I saw some sights Boston is an important city, Americawise. I went to a cemetary today that had a big part of Benjamin Franklin's family in it, and initially I thought it was Ben Franklin's grave itself, but it turns out he is buried in Philidelphia (which makes sense). There were lots of other important people buried there though, see for yourself: .. This is a building that is at ground zero for the Boston Massacre: While walking around with my sister, I came across a running car, parallel parked terribly in an illegal parking zone. "Lucy, can you believe this genius" and then she said, nick, look, its a dog. And it was! There was a dog, chilling in the drivers seat, looking around nonchalantly, with nothing bothering him. when he saw his owner coming back, he jumped to the passenger seat and let him in. I'll leave you with a picture of Boston's statehouse: (Comment on this)
Thursday, October 10th, 2002
10:13 pm	Its been quite some time Since I last posted, but I hope this will make up for it. I have pictures this time, and they should fill you guys in on my life. Last Sunday I rode 88 miles with my dad and some of his friends: Right now I'm in Boston, having left home and staying with my sister Lucy: , I took greyhounds to get here from Detroit, It took over 20 hours, and was a bit humbling, because as I set out on this big journey, I met a guy who was going to Knoxville to refurbish 5 houses, and he was going to stop by Georgia, where his son was staying. He said he had originally planned to give his son a $50 gift certificate to Wal-Mart for his birthday, but his son wanted to see him. Its nice to meet honest working people who don't have a ton but don't sit around and feel sorry for themselves. To be continued... (Comment on this)
Monday, October 7th, 2002
4:46 pm	Still getting ready for my trip, to begin this wednesday at 19:10 from the Greyhound station in Royal Oak. I will be taking buses until I end up in boston 20 hours later. It will cost $93. I sold my drums to help me fund this trip. There are a few things I have set aside. book full of my friends phone numbers Radar detector big, rectangular sleeping bag new collared shirt pea coat got a tan pillow cologne what else do i need? do you know of a few things that could help. I also need to know things to do in boston rhode island connecticut new york dc pennslyvania this is the plan. i get off the greyhound, and chill in boston with my sister lucy for some time. then i take the car and meander through the states back to michigan, staying for as long as i like in each one. wish me luck (Comment on this)
Saturday, September 28th, 2002
8:39 pm	When I can't rely on MSU I rely on MSME. I rolled in today at 5:30, hooked up with some of my slugs from rochester, (adam, canada, dan...) and bought 50 beers. now we're just chilling, listening to old notorious tunes. Last night i went to white star with alexi and russian friends, listened to some fuckass wearing a fake rolex bitching about a .2USD discount he wasn't getting at meijer at 2am. then listened to russians getting upset at Always commercials. the commercial was some chick saying "the road system! obviously designed by men, wear always...." and the russian saying, yeah, we built it, and we're letting you drive on it... MSU seems to be a good school so far (Comment on this)
Friday, September 27th, 2002
9:58 pm	Productive day So today, still on medical leave from school. Surprised? Well, I just fixed the date on this computer, so we're going back in time, people. Today, I got up, convinced my shrink that i'm quite all right and that the whole "episode" as everyone is boyfriends with calling it was actually quite hilarious, cool, and healthy. (which it was, all you bastards who didn't score 40 ounce in my lap and its freezin my balls) Then I took pictures of stuff to sell on ebay, bought a radar detector and a poster to hang in my new apartment, and rode from my mom's house to mine at a fair clip. I ate and unpacked for the rest of the day. Until there is weed in Rochester, Nick. (Comment on this)
12:30 pm	Working on those goals, suckers Yesterday, I unpacked half of the leftover boxes from Deutchland in my room, started to organize all the amazing things I found, some will go to ebay, some to salvation, and lots to ME! I got a digital camera from my mom to help me take pictures of all the ish. Then I went to an SAE meeting with my dad, drank some wine, some vodka tonic, and didn't get much of a buzz. (I thought this medicine was meant to be a 50% discount on alcohol. not hardly) And today, I powerwashed the deck. I'm off to go running, can you top that? (Comment on this)
Monday, September 23rd, 2002
12:52 pm	You wouldn't want to be anywhere else in the world... I'm back in Michigan, having loved North Carolina, but unable to duke it out this semester. Some admin there were convinced i was insane, so they sent me to an asylum for 10 days. The asylum loved me, and sent me back to the Engineering school, recommending I take only 2 classes. And engineers can take 3 classes minimum. So here I am. Get your dancing shoes on, this is how its going to be. First two weeks: 1 get in shape(r), 2 spend the weekend at MSU 3 (and hook up with a random chick) 3 powerwash my deck, 4 make at least a grand weeks 3-4: 1 continue writing my book 2 Fly to Boston, pick up my sisters car, drive it around east coast, seeing jo and diana and sarah wilson and katie fraleigh in nyc, leah in ct, the baker-chungs and the turks in boston, nico richardson in ct... 3 move in with alexi 3 garner copious amounts of play from the honeys, and write even more. 3 ride in a 100 mile bike race with my dad weeks 5-6: 1 Spend thanksgiving at home with my family 3 Earn at least a grand. the rest: 3 Drive to boulder, co, see kelly kitchell and drew crouter. 5 Drive to california and see trevor mendel and merritt. 5 Buy a $2000 watch. 6 Go to two of the following, Mexico, Japan, Geneva, and England 10 or less, YOU HAVE NO FAITH or have never met me. between 10 and 20, you know me pretty well. a whole bunch, like 40 or something, and you are on of my true friends. Accepting monetary wagers on how much of this ish i will actually accomplish. (Comment on this)
Monday, August 26th, 2002
4:53 pm	Bizzaro Nick vijay brought me a little wooden elephant back from india, and he said he has some tapestries for me that his mom is going to bring him. we couldn't figure out if it is good to remember things that hurt you, and if making yourself busy so you don't have to think about your problems will just create a shell then we went lifting, and forgot our problems. but even when you are lifting, everything is retarded. i kept using other people's reflections, (my signature lifting trick) where you find some guy who is fucking sweet ass and you look at him in the mirror, mirroring his movements, except you use 20lbs instead of 65 or whatever. the people here are so much lamer than the people in detroit lifting wise though, it definately wasn't terrorist entourage day, because all the under 40 pound dumbells were gone, but all the rest, from stud to rambo inclusive were still there. another thing about lifting that is hilarious is that to ship the weights is ridiculous, because its like, okay i'm going to make this ish in china, then your dumbass can ship it to north carolina. yeah i'm going to make it as heavy as i possibly can, and you are going to have trouble shipping it, and the people who use it are going to have trouble lifting it. so then bowflex, right? sweet, stiff rods that you have to bend. but look at the geometry, it doens't make sense, there is no way you could bend more than 3 of the rods, look at the guy who is a monster at the end of the commercial, he is only using 1 rod! not only that, i was looking at the guys who do those real fast punching bags, bangdidabangdidabang... and i was thinking, if you are chick, you go there, and look at your boyfriend doing that and think, FUCK thats my man there kicking ass. then vijay is like, and if you are a dude, who likes dudes, then you go there, and you're like FUCK thats my man there kicking ass. i'm like, what if you're just you, you go there and just think, FUCK, i am KICKING ASS! but guess what else, if you are lifting, you are just lifting so you can beat the next guys ass, who is also lifting, and trying to outfox you to that smoking chick, who is on the treadmill, trying to be hotter than the slob next to her. so all your friends are really your enemies, with secret identities and you know what, they all just get fucking ridiculous at lifting and treadmilling and then they go out in the real world, and figure out they haven't learned to do anything. it was decently fun though, and i am going back tomorrow, to see all the guys walk all over the mats that the girls have to roll around on to stretch. do they know that its fucking dirty? baby you are HOT, just go take a shower to get rid of all that shoe filth that you have been loving rolling around in. i was walking along today, talking to some kid i've just met and after we are talking for a couple minutes, i say yo whats your name, and he's like, nick. i'm like fuck, me too. and we talk and talk, and finally i ask him if there is anywhere other than the post office to get stamps, and he says he wouldn't be the person to ask, since he is walking to the post office to get stamps. we are both nick the stamp collectors (Comment on this)
Thursday, August 15th, 2002
1:40 pm	I will not last in this life. After being in one car that ran a stoplight going 80, and piloting another car with brakes locked up through a stop sign, you wouldn't think i have long to live. (on the other hand, thousands of alex stella's family members die each month, while everyone in my family is indestructible.) But i think we will both have trouble holding real jobs in a few years. this morning i got up, after smoking last night and listening to music, and convincing myself that since i have to go back to school in two weeks, doing handbrake turns stoned while listening to music full blast is actually a pretty responsible thing to do. i went to work. i did ABSOLUTELY nothing productive, looking at lj's, reading about boats and cars i want to buy, trying to appraise my motorcycle by looking through countless ebay auctions, and running experiments in my chair, trying to see how ridiculous comfortable and sleepy i could be without looking suspicious. then i went to lunch, for an hour and a half, with alexi. i wouldn't have felt too guilty if i A) hadn't gone on 1.5 hour lunch breaks a million times before B) had done anything productive today C) didn't know that we are meant to take either 30 or 60 minute breaks, neither of which we are meant to get paid during. D) didn't get paid for my lunch break. as charged, as charged. good luck everyone (Comment on this)
Wednesday, July 24th, 2002
10:16 am	KGB strikes again. Its illegal to smoke marajuana in switzerland, but you can buy it legally under the guise of "dried flowers" alexi wonders whether it is legal to smoke flowers. so i go with alexi to the bahama breeze bar, and we make a deal. he will go up to a decent looking older lady with her regular looking sidekick and tell them some lies. all i have to do is write about it here. so here it is. he drinks another beer, and swaggers over. they chicks are responsive, though a little disappointed to find he is not the russian mafia don he was looking like over at our table, no its just nervous alexi, and, running out of things to say, he says that i am about to propose to claire. of course, he didn't tell us he was going to say so many lies, so we aren't acting or anything, and of course i don't propose. but anyway, its the three of them talking about us, as alexi tries to rustle up some enthusiasm for me. "he is really nervous to propose her, but lets wish him luck" was probably a typical bullshit comment. i rented a jackhammer two days ago, and jackhammered a basketball foundation until it was gone. then i dumped all the broken concrete in a nature preserve. (Comment on this)