Well well well, here we go again.  Been a while eh? I figure if I'm not gonna make it dailly, weekly, or even monthy, I might as make Xanga seasonal....

How'd the summer go? Not bad, more productive than usual.... instead of sleeping til noon and doing nothing all day for 3 months I slept til noon and went to class for 2 1/2 hours, then did nothing.  Now theres improvement.  Didn't do bad neither, aced both my classes.

Lets see what else happened?... Started to learn the bass, slacked off, picked it back up and then slacked off for twice as long as the first time... Jeremy I swear I'll get on a regular practice schedule one of these days..... Got a job at fedex, now intead of going to impe everyday to work out i'll be polishing my guns 4 hours a day for 9 dollars an hour, not bad eh?

Beyond all that it was a fairly lazy summer, lookin forward to fall, finally get to see everybody back on campus together.  New apartment and roomies, Jessie and two random dudes whom I have yet to meet but i'm sure will be quite awesome none the less

Whew I'm pooped, if this is a wrap up of 3 months, imagine if I wrote everday, would barely pull a sentence... anyway, see  everybody in the fall...........

bobaganush

Hey, it's 5am so it seems like as good a time as any to update my xanga... but only a little, after all its friggin 5am right? 

Just got back from a party in Fulton, no you don't know where that is, people who live in Fulton don't know where Fulton is.  Anyway that was pretty cool, met some interesting 'folks' (its very small town, the word 'people' doesn't exist, just 'folks').  It was there that i was introduced to the drinking game "Edward 40s hands", in which you duct tape 40s to both your hands and your hands aren't freed until you drink both 40s.  In the mean time you have to perform dares with the 40s taped to your hands, lotsa spillage and hearty laughs all around.

As for U of I news, i'm expecting the joyful or heartbreaking news of my acceptance or rejection from LAS in the next day or two, cause i found out my spring transcripts finally hit their desk today.  Now everyone cross your fingers for me and chill out to Gomez (the music you hear).

so yeah, its about that time for me to update this thang.  well lets see, waiting on acceptance for the las college to see if i'll be back at u of i this summer... my life hangs in the balance of the US postal service, cripes.  beyond that, making a visit to see cake at the assembly hall, (the band, not the dessert)...

ugh, wanna write more, but tired oh so very tired...

Lyrics yo:

Adjectives on the typewriter
He moves his words like a prize fighter
The frenzied pace of the mind inside the cell

The man on the street might just as well be
The man on the street might just as well
The man on the street might just as well be

Outside, outside the world
Out there you don't hear the echoes and calls
But the steel I,
Type jaw
Say it all
Say it all

But the white paint,
Plastic saints
Say it all
Say it all
Say it all

Say it all,
Say it all,
Say it all,
Say it all,
Say it all,
Say somebody,
Has got to say it all
Somebody
Has got to say it all

I'm so nervous
I'm so tense
My heart can't forget about this self defense
The air is so hot
and my breath comes fast
I thumb the cool blade but I know this can't last

I thumb the cool blade but I know this can't last...

Outside, outside the world
Out there you don't hear the echoes and calls
But the steel I,
Type jaw
Say it all
Say it all

But the white paint,
plastic saints
Say it all
Say it all
Say it all

Say it all,
Say it all,
Say it all,
Say it all,
Say it all,
Say somebody,
Has got to say it all
Somebody
Has got to say it all

Yeah, adjectives on the typewriter
He moves his words like a prize fighter
The frenzied pace of the mind inside the cell

The man on the street might just as well be
The man on the street might just as well
The man on the street might just as well be

Shadow Stabbing: Cake

well well well, we meet again

     Life is weird.  One minute it's flying by at a million miles an hour, can't even keep up, next minute it slows to a crawl and you just wanna beat your head into a wall.... I'm at the headbanging end of it.  Explains the time i found for xanga heh.  Not really complaining, sometimes it's cool to sit back, catch your breath, knock back a few drinks and just chill...  Just chill that's my prescription for everybody.  Yes you... and i'll know if you don't chill grr.

     I am making another pilgrimage to Chambana, gonna Par-Tay. That should push me back to the million miles an hour heh.  Good luck to all yall in the fashion show!

ok lyrics time (to what ur listening to)... (assuming u don't have 56k  heh):

Say hello to the rug's topography
It holds quite a lot of interest with your face down on it
Say hello to the shrinking in your head
You can't see it but you know its there so don't neglect it

I'm taking her home with me all dressed in white
She's got everything I need pharmacy keys
She's falling hard for me I can see it in her eyes
She acts just like a nurse with all the other guys

Say hello to all the apples on the ground
They were once in your eyes but you sneezed them out while sleeping
Say hello to everything you've left behind
It's even more a part of your life now that you can't touch it

I'm taking her home with me all dressed in white
She's got everything I need some pills in a little cup
She's falling hard for me I can see it in her eyes
She acts just like a nurse with all the other guys

Say hello to the rugs topography...

-A Perfect Circle "The Nurse Who Loved Me"                                  crazy people need love too hehe