Below are the 12 most recent journal entries recorded in freeverseent's LiveJournal:

Sunday, February 18th, 2007
10:53 am	You don't know... Create your own Friend Test here (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Sunday, January 7th, 2007
9:08 pm	Poetry So it is 9 pm on a Sunday and I have broken into my plcae of employment to work on my chapbook/ CD. I think the book will have: Cycles Athlete's Foot Conflict Warning Poem for the Future Chaperon Waiting for Monday When Life Deals You Lemons Twisted Love Haiku... Kissing Tells Audio Anthems Moving Creation Stigmata Indelible House Odds I also think I am going to put out an EP with it of Warning, Audio Anthems (live), Athlete's Foot, Moving, Waiting for Monday, Kissing Tells (live), and Conflict. More to come... (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Thursday, January 4th, 2007
9:04 pm	Julio's To Do List in 2007 Ok so I am attempting to post to LJ more, so here is a start. To Do in 2007: 1) Celebrate a year alcohol and smoke free (May 5) 2) Put out a chapbook. 3) Feature at the following places: a high school, X and O (will happen Feb 5), an assembly, somewhere in Delaware, and at at least 2 other venues this year. 4) Pull off the huge youth slam festival May 19th. 5) Attend IWPS and Nats. 6) Move out of Harford County 7) Have 15 poems memorized by team semi-finals (to help improve my chances of making the team this year).  8) Actively enter the dating scene after February. 9) Maintain a writer's workshop that meets every other month if not more often. 10) Write 10 pages or two scenes per month for my screenplay.  11) Enroll in grad school.    (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Friday, December 22nd, 2006
11:46 am	My new name My Peculiar Aristocratic Title is: His Excellency Julio the Fiendish of Longer Interval Get your Peculiar Aristocratic Title (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Tuesday, November 28th, 2006
2:44 pm	I'm blogging again... Your Five Factor Personality Profile Extroversion: You have medium extroversion. You're not the life of the party, but you do show up for the party. Sometimes you are full of energy and open to new social experiences. But you also need to hibernate and enjoy your "down time." Conscientiousness: You have low conscientiousness. Impulsive and off the wall, you don't take life too seriously. Unfortunately, you sometimes end up regretting your snap decisions. Overall, you tend to lack focus, and it's difficult for you to get important things done. Agreeableness: You have high agreeableness. You are easy to get along with, and you value harmony highly. Helpful and generous, you are willing to compromise with almost anyone. You give people the benefit of the doubt and don't mind giving someone a second chance. Neuroticism: You have medium neuroticism. You're generally cool and collected, but sometimes you do panic. Little worries or problems can consume you, draining your energy. Your life is pretty smooth, but there's a few emotional bumps you'd like to get rid of. Openness to experience: Your openness to new experiences is high. In life, you tend to be an early adopter of all new things and ideas. You'll try almost anything interesting, and you're constantly pushing your own limits. A great connoisseir of art and beauty, you can find the positive side of almost anything. The Five Factor Personality Test (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Wednesday, March 15th, 2006
9:43 pm	9 months The term of pregnancy for the human female or the amount of time it takes me to update my LJ. I blame Myspace. Below is courtesy of the amazing Janna: Slam Notes: 3/13/06 With the arrival of an early March humid 80-degree Baltimore swelter, Slamicide had a packed house! The audience managed to stay cool despite a sexy open mic, TWO sexy features, and a burning down the house slam! I think there were a lot of smoothies and whip cream involved. That's all I'll say about that. Um, lots of perspiring glasses . . . mmmm . . . wet. Anyway, the open feature a virgin, a gyrating virago dance, a cover and a guitar and a beatbox. Jordan rocked with a poem by Nicole Pekarske, his poetry teach; Kevin, the virgin and student of slammer Jason Taylor, made his debut; Laurel Peyrot plugged the return of the Hole-in-the-Wall Cabaret (www.holeinthewallcabaret.com) and did an interpretive dance for slammer Joanna Hoffman, whose birthday she missed, possibly brought to us by seizure medication; Grey Matter spoke his word to Shodekeh's beatbox; and George and Shodekeh closed out the mic with another stellar guitar and beatbox duet. Then we had to fabulous features from the Bay Area (California): Stephen Michael Meads and Aaron Enskat! Stephen apparently used to be fat. Aaron clips his nails for an hour after showering. They tag-teamed their performance, going back and forth and damn if it wasn't the best breakfast ever! Or something like that. We were slammed through finding Jesus, a franchise childhood (Transformers!), the Cure Song of J. Alfred Prufrock (gothy moody!), From Mos Eisley to Mos Def, "dab on vacancy like cologne", ode to the Nintendo Entertainment System and Reverends Mario, "You don't love me!!!" and "I can read!!!" Guess you had to be there . . . but really, two amazing poets of geeky, nostalgic pop culture power with real thought and great execution, yeah. Even the beatboxer loved it! Then we had the slam! Slammers for the evening were Joanna Hoffman, Chris Wilson, and Twain Dooley! It was a tight slam, but Joanna (as the first poet in the slam) busted through the gate like a woman with a purpose to win and damn if she didn't rock it! In first with a 55.6 and 3 qualifying points for semi-finals: Joanna Hoffman with poems "Hope" and "Strength"! In second with a 52.9 and 2 qualifying points for semi-finals: Twain Dooley with poems "Praying on My Head" and "Jamerican"! In third with a 51.1 and 1 qualifying point for semi-finals: Chris Wilson with poems "Front Porch Confessions" and "Why I'm Suing George Lucas and Anheiser-Busch"! Stay turned (and come to Slamicide next week) for our next feature, Eric Darby!!! (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Wednesday, June 15th, 2005
1:58 pm	Is this a sign? Last week I found out that I would be moved out of my room the day after school ends (Saturday) after giving an exam on that very day. This sucked and I accepted the prospect of giving exams among crates of stuff and grading in the media center which is as hot as and smells like Satan's ballsack. This morning my AP asks me if I need my TV for the rest of the year (all of three days). I explain that no, I was not showing movies and would not need it so if they wanted to pull it out, they could. All is OK. Three seconds after my door shuts I hear his key again. "And we are taking your computer too." You have to realize that since I finished my certification, I've been an asshole. Everything I want to say, I say. The diplomatic, ass-kissing filter has been shed. "I give him a look that clearly communicates "You have to be f-ing kidding, right?" He procceeds to ask me a number of tech questions and I try to explain why we need them to do grades and close out the year. "They're gone tomorrow..." is the jist of his response. After a brief council with my department who come to me in tears, I say "Enough...I'm talking to him again." After a bit of a fight, the computer guy says that he will do TV's tomorrow and computers on Saturday. We walk away happy (until I found out that his lazy ass didn't want to come in on saturday and do it.) I want to quit and be a shephard! (Comment on this)
Tuesday, June 14th, 2005
1:23 pm	Air conditioning and the force So last night I finally broke down and put in the AC. I live in a loft (AKA attic) with a draft (AKA holes in the ceiling) and it has been getting a smidge warm (AKA surface of the the f-ing sun). So I dig the behemoth out of the crawl space and attempt to put it in the window, but before procceeding any farther, you have to understand two things. 1) Everytime I use a hand/power tool I bloody myself. 2) I dropped said air conditioner out of my window during de-installation this past fall, and only by the power of Jesus and odd physics did it stay plugged into the wall where I could reel it back up. OK, so I lose 3 gallons of water in sweat hooking up the miraculous AC unit. I took a shower and was still sweating. I needed to get out. So I went to see Episode III while the apartement went from 110 degrees to 80 degrees in four hours. I sit in back because most of the rows are filled so I am stuck with high school chatter, the sounds of making out, and loud requests for food items in my ear. My thoughts on Episode III are as follows: 1) Emotionally gripping. I went through the full spectrum several times between liking Anakin and really being pissed at him. 2) Casting. Hayden Christensen gave a better performance in this one compared to the rest...but he still leaves me flat. Ewan McGregor IS Obi-Wan- such a good choice. 3) Direction. A lot of over acting in this one. Palpatine was just silly sometimes in his darker moments. 4) Writing. Some of the dialogue was trite and cheesy. There were occasional clever moments, but most of them involved exchanges between Obi-Wan and Anakin or Yoda (who still kicks much ass.) I thought that it was unconvincing that Anakin turned to the dark side simply to save Padmé. He turns too quickly and there is practically no well developed internal conflict or build up to his conversion. Final thoughts: 1) It was worth seeing in the theaters and not just for the AC. I left feeling conflicted about all the characters and will promptly rent Episodes IV, V, and VI. 2) Had they changed the rating to R and allowed Samuel L Jackson to swear (He gets his strength from profanity as Popeye does from spinach), Mace Windu would have lived longer. This morning I woke up shivering...all is right with the Force. (Comment on this)
Friday, June 10th, 2005
11:12 am	Ice cream and staff morale Buying ice cream for your staff does ensure morale especially after the ice cream comes ass chewing (and not the fun kind). Fun phrase of the day "He's a screaming asshole." (Comment on this)
10:10 am	Transitions So I am packing up my room after filling it with five years of library book-sale books, cheesy teaching posters, student manuscripts and memories. I am being asked to throw out most of it in the name of progress. They don't want to move furniture or six boxes of accumulated student work. Most would give it back...but I keep it. See I don't have memories...I went through that awkward state where I wanted to be in no pictures followed by just not being at family functions (too busy). So from 13 until 21 I have no recollection of events except for thin wisps of moments. It gets harder every day to remember things. Lately, it seems like there is cellophane on my brain and I can't get to words and ideas. I think I know why but it could be a number of things. But as I flipped through the manuscripts of four years worth of students, the memories started returning. I heard voices and saw their faces. I recalled quotes from class that left me on one knee, laughing and worthless for the rest of the period. I saw their growth as I read their poems and I wondered where they were now. And I know that most of them have forgotten me by now. But I want to think about them often...I want to take pictures everyday. I want to wallpaper my room in images. Because my mind is a rusty well and it needs to be primed. And this year I said goodbye to the first class of students I taught as freshmen...and I thought, this is it. I will do this at least 26 more times before I leave. How routine it must get? How do I prevent that? How do I stop them from becoming another class that I will teach the same stuff and then say goodbye to in the same robes? I want to tattoo their initials on my arms until I run out of room...I want to keep their photos because for once, I don't mind being in them. Current Mood: sore (Comment on this)
Tuesday, May 10th, 2005
4:43 pm	Renewed reasons for ranting So about three weeks ago I agreed to spend a weekend with 65 students from our school. We would do teambuilding activities, high ropes courses, and a talent show (which for some reason I always host). On Saturday, someone looks down and screams. I have an arachnid burrowing into my arm. It was a normal tick, but it IN THERE. So my co-worker tries to get most of it out. She missed a little bit, but I was told not to worry. I come home and compete in semi-finals and then the next week at finals (which was an amazing experience that deserves its own post). We are working on the literary magazine and I am f-ing tired all week. It has been a long few weeks. I take the Monday off from slam to rest. Wednesday, we go to press and I am like a zombie. I am exhausted. Turns out on Friday I find that I have a bullseye shaped mark around the tick bite and a reason for my exhaustion. I HAVE LYME'S DISEASE! Oh happy day! So now I'm on anti-biotics and am still tired all the time and I have this ghastly thing on my arm... and I missed Slam on Monday AGAIN. JOY! Current Mood: bitchy (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Tuesday, March 1st, 2005
1:43 pm	Yes...I am jumping on the bandwagon So I'm going to give this a shot if only so that I can forget about it and have it be another abondoned project...that wasn't supposed to sound nearly as morose and angsty as it did... Current Mood: hungry (Comment on this)