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To my new linked friend, Roberto. He's a UT sophomore who successfully transferred from UTA. I randomly met the guy at a party a few weeks ago and he welcomed me into his (giant) friends circle with open arms. And his birthday party freakin' rocked the boat. His LJ's got some humorous stuff (it's more humorous if you know him, but still interesting if you don't) and in short, he's my homeboy.

So my buddy Ruthie took off for Spring Break but left up this question for everyone in her away message:

If you could be photographed anywhere you wanted, where would it be?

Her version of the question applied to the UT campus, but even on campus or anywhere in the world, after a few days I haven't been able to come up with an answer. I guess it's a good question. So what about you, amigos?

I'll add this question to the pile:

If you had your own band, what would it sound like?

Me: I'd sound like Death Cab for Cutie, but with a more mellowed voice, somewhere between John Mayer and Harry Connick, Jr.

All my music reviews over the last 6 months or so have been, on a scale of 1 to scathing, closer to scathing. On the way home though, I cranked up the new Thievery Corporation album on my iPod and was pleasantly surprised. For the first few tracks, I thought the sound had changed a little - but it was just that the first couple of tracks were closer to hip-hop than the WDC duo had done in the past, combined with the weird EQ settings both on my iPod and my car's god-forsaken stereo. But the whole of the album, start to finish, is another solid entry point into the trip-hop realm thanks to our friends at Thievery. It's not the must-have that The Mirror Conspiracy was, but it is on par with all of their follow-up albums. And that's all I've asked for during the last 6 months - more of the same. If you're a fan of TC, grab The Cosmic Game - it won't let you down.

I like coffee-ish drinks now. Really, truly, honestly. I ordered a mocha tonight at a coffee house (Spider House, if you're ever in Austin stop by, it's famous) and it was *great.* The single shot of espresso gave me a massive caffeinated euphoria too, but I still don't think it outweighs the fact that I sat there talking with my coffee 'date' until we got kicked out of the place at 2am. That's happened twice in my life now, and it's a wonderful, positive, confidence-inspiring kind of feeling. I'd recommend that everyone experience it at least once.