the cost of looking good

if you young whipper-snappers haven’t already realized, you’ll come to find through your college lives that there will be some inevitable sacrifices you have to make through your adolescent developments. you thought it was over when high-school was done, but you are far from wrong. this post’s topic deals heavily with sacrifices. what are you sacrificing as you work your way to the top? maybe its bacon, maybe its the weird people you hung out with in the past. we all make sacrifices, but none of these are as intense and distinct as the one i have been making over the past few weeks.

you see, a while back, my roommate and good friend richie decided that we ought to dress up as two of the pivotal characters of the royal tenenbaums for halloween. he will be eli cash, (with face-paint and all) whereas i will be richie tenenbaum – with facial hair, head hair, and hair-band. you would think that this endeavor is very simple and feasible, but little do you know that this process requires a lot of self-adjustment and will-power. also, i’ve become accustomed to the employment of such punctuationary tactics involving the hyphen. nonetheless, i plan on growing a beard and elongating my hair in order to fulfill the requirements posed for playing the once-great tennis champion, richie tenenbaum.

contrary to popular belief, this metamorphosis takes a great toll on my intentions and goals for the coming weeks. usually, i tend to hone my skills at looking damn good most of the time to accomodate the challenges of looking damn good during the fall season. this means a complete transformation into looking damn good twenty-four hours a day and seven days a week during this comfortably numb period of time. as this post suggests, we are discussing sacrfices we will have to make during the upcoming weeks. i want to look good all the time, (as i usually do) but this season stifles my intentions.

so as a declaration to all – please do not be decieved by my scruffy exterior and my unruly locks of jet-black hair. i am still the hot-ass mihir kelkar that you all know to love. give it some time so my sacrifices flesh out and manifest into the avatar i hope to embody by the end of this coming month of october. if you are around, be sure to check out the haircut/shaving scene that will be recreated and cut to fit the track from the film also known as, “needle in the hay” by our beloved elliott smith.

and last, but not least – fuck snitches. everyone says that snitches get stitches. my contention is that snitches get the most horrible treatment possible. if you have any questions, please be kind to consult my friend alex. and his horribles.

on a related note,

the canon logic is playing webster hall in this consequential and relatively important rock-battle of sorts. these guys are wicked cool and pretty swell fellows. it is my frank contention that they’re pretty much the hippest new craze. please be sure to make it out on monday night. if you need tickets, let me know – we need to help these guys out. trust me, they need it.

the noise is back in town

i may have left the internet, i may have gone and partied the summer away, but contrary to popular belief, i have not forgotten about you, my fantastic readers who just keep coming back for more. i understand that there are probably not many of you left considering how some have expressed adversity to my self-absorption, pretentiousness, and desire to glorify the events in my life to broadcast them in a more entertaining manner. this is okay because i still have myself to look at in the mirrors i situate around my bed when i go to sleep.

but if you still love me, or even care marginally about my existence, you’ll check the pun out.

brace yourself, because from here on out, the hits will just keep on coming here at the life socratic.

an american tragedy

i am sad to report that a series of circumstanes has rendered my pretty black macbook inoperable. i’ve enjoyed posting for the past week and hope to escalate the status of my blog from “pathetic pretentious anecdotes from a barely twenty-something” to “hip new craze.” until my hard drive is even noticeable, i bid thee all a brief farewell at least until the weekend is over. but do not worry! for i will make haste and come back with such fervor and vengeance that even batman himself would flinch in fear.

adieu my faithful readers; now is the time for me to prepare for my inevitable altercation against the seemingly treacherous apple authorized dealer as he attempts to swindle me of my non-existant money. thank the heavens for apple-care.

it is always best to have protection.