Alright, I guess since this is my birthday I can write in here. One more year has gone by and I suppose Im not to much smarter or taller.......damn it lol. Oh well, Im still just as single as I was a year ago too. Oh well, at least i kinda made up for it last weekend ;) Man i really dont have anything to say in this thing.
School is going alright i suppose, i hate my comm theory class. The kayla thing is pretty much settled for now unfortunitly. Friends are still friends despite thier best efforts sometimes and i still wish my father would fall off a clif and die. If he tries to contact me today I sware to god I'll put a restraining order on his ass.
The Bruce haunted house is going on tonight and tomorrow but i decided to not be in tonight so I can relax with friends and what not. So ya, only one night of being the "scary shot guy" this year.
I guess alot of things have happend over the last year that are worth mentioning. I won hall of the year again which was cool. I got turned down like what...3 times this year? Almost lived in appartment but had to come back to bruce at the last second. Added a new cymbal to my drum set. Christopher Reeves died which reall sucked. Oh, I got a new computer this year, that was pretty bad ass. Well, I guess thats all I can really think of right now. So *cheers*, heres to a better year with more fun and hopefuly alot more girls :)
Wednesday, October 27, 2004
Saturday, August 21, 2004
The Night Before Bruce
Twas the night before Bruce and all through the house
not a creature was sturing, not even a mouse.
the boxes were all packed by the door with care
in hopes that strong, able, and awake bodies would soon be there.
I was nesstled all snug in my computer chair,
while visions of women danced around my thinning hair.
And ma'ma in her kerchif and nice little cap
had just settled down for a long 8 hour nap.
When in the living room there arose such a clatter
mom sprang from her bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the living room she flew like a flash
Tore open the door with a good hard SMASH!
The light of the screen on the newly packed up room
gave a hint that the school year was about to resume.
When what to her wondering eyes should appear
I, her son, holding a whole lot of beer.
With a twist and a turn, so lively and quick
she knew in a moment i was going to be sick!
More rapid than eagles my vomits did come
and for some reason i shouted and named each one.
Now PIZZA now TACO now BURGER with fixins
on CHICKEN on TURKEY who ill call Richard Nixon!
to the top of the toelit did I slowly crawl,
now flush away flush away flush away all!
And then, in a twinkling, I heard by the door
the screaming and yelling i didn't want to take anymore.
As i drew in my hand, and was turning around
Down came the first punishment, down with a bound.
Her eyes -- how they burn! Her dimples how mean,
Her cheeks were puffy, like two big red beans.
Her droll little mouth was drawn like a frown
And i knew in an instant I had let her down.
She was screaming and yelling, a stern type of mom
and i laughed when i saw her, her temper blew like a bomb.
with a wink of her eye and a twist of her head,
Soon lead me to know i was about to be dead.
She spoke not a word, but went straight to her work
and filled up the gun, then turned with a jerk.
And laying her fingers along the trigger
and giving it a squeeze, she then took the job of grave digger.
I awoke from my chair, to my wonder and joy
it was all a bad dream, a bad dream for this little boy.
I climbed into my "bed" and snuggled in tight,
"Happy move in to all, and to all a good night!"
not a creature was sturing, not even a mouse.
the boxes were all packed by the door with care
in hopes that strong, able, and awake bodies would soon be there.
I was nesstled all snug in my computer chair,
while visions of women danced around my thinning hair.
And ma'ma in her kerchif and nice little cap
had just settled down for a long 8 hour nap.
When in the living room there arose such a clatter
mom sprang from her bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the living room she flew like a flash
Tore open the door with a good hard SMASH!
The light of the screen on the newly packed up room
gave a hint that the school year was about to resume.
When what to her wondering eyes should appear
I, her son, holding a whole lot of beer.
With a twist and a turn, so lively and quick
she knew in a moment i was going to be sick!
More rapid than eagles my vomits did come
and for some reason i shouted and named each one.
Now PIZZA now TACO now BURGER with fixins
on CHICKEN on TURKEY who ill call Richard Nixon!
to the top of the toelit did I slowly crawl,
now flush away flush away flush away all!
And then, in a twinkling, I heard by the door
the screaming and yelling i didn't want to take anymore.
As i drew in my hand, and was turning around
Down came the first punishment, down with a bound.
Her eyes -- how they burn! Her dimples how mean,
Her cheeks were puffy, like two big red beans.
Her droll little mouth was drawn like a frown
And i knew in an instant I had let her down.
She was screaming and yelling, a stern type of mom
and i laughed when i saw her, her temper blew like a bomb.
with a wink of her eye and a twist of her head,
Soon lead me to know i was about to be dead.
She spoke not a word, but went straight to her work
and filled up the gun, then turned with a jerk.
And laying her fingers along the trigger
and giving it a squeeze, she then took the job of grave digger.
I awoke from my chair, to my wonder and joy
it was all a bad dream, a bad dream for this little boy.
I climbed into my "bed" and snuggled in tight,
"Happy move in to all, and to all a good night!"
Wednesday, August 18, 2004
Life...........by Christina
"but i do have the answer to your question - i know why you keep yourself alive. one of the greatest and most beautiful things about human nature is our element of curiousity. without it there would be no urpose in life, b/c we wouldnt care about anything. but were curious, and we do care, so we keep going. all of us. its the reason we manage to drag ourselves out of bed in the morning. its the reason we dont jump out of the window of the bedroom. and its the reason that we keep trying, over and over and over again, even after we get hurt worse than we ever thought possible, b/c somewhere out there is this idea that has been planted in our brain that life really is worth it and there is something that is worth living for. and b/c were curious and want to know, we keep on going. that is why you keep yourself alive."
Thank you Christina for your personal insight into life.
Thank you Christina for your personal insight into life.
Saturday, August 07, 2004
Top new music on my computer
Death Cab For Cutie, Dashboard Confessional, Velvet Revolver, The White Stripes, Jet, Alter Bridge. May not be new for you, but it's new on my computer.
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