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[Solid, Liquid and Big Boss] Snakes on a Plane.

:: 2006 15 April :: 9.25am

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:: 2006 14 April :: 9.09am

It is Friday.

(doot dee doot doot!)

And I don't have school.

(doot dee doot doot!)

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And since I go to a Catholic college.

(doot dee doot doot!)

I don't have school on Monday either.

(doot dee doot doot!)

My father got back from Taiwan and China last night.

(doot dee doot doot!)

Which is excting.

(doot dee doot doot!)

I got a letter from Kelly yesterday.

(doot dee doot doot!)

Which looks like an adventure.

(doot dee doot doot!)

I'm really tempted [odd use of the word] to go to mass on Sunday.

(doot dee doot doot!)

But Hannah says rumor has it that they don't let you touch the communion wafer with your hands anymore.

(doot dee doot doot!)

And I don't want to throw a fit.

(doot dee doot doot!)

But I'm pretty sure it's not the 70's.

(doot dee doot doot!)

And I can put my own gosh darned host in my mouth.

(doot dee doot doot!)

Um. I think that's it.

(doot dee doot doot!)

Anyway, I'm done. My hand hurts and for some reason, I didn't just copy and paste the tune of my song.

I love you all.

P.S. I've started using the phrase "snakes on a plane" as a screenwriter says he started using it: "Somewhere in between 'C'est la vie', 'Whattya gonna do?' and 'Shit happens' falls my new zen koan: 'Snakes on a Plane'.

WIFE: Honey you stepped in dog poop again.
ME: Snakes on a Plane...
DOCTOR: Your cholesterol is 290. Perhaps you want to mix in a walk once in a while.
ME: Snakes on a Plane...
WIFE: Honey while you were on your cholesterol walk you stepped in dog poop again."

Yeah. Like that.

Loves.

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:: 2006 13 April :: 9.19am

Of course I have to be sick during a break from school.

:: 2006 13 April :: 12.18am
:: Music: Rent

You know, it's one thing to understand racism as an abstract concept. It's quite another to see it with your own eyes. Tonight I went to see Morris Dees speak. He's an oxymoron: he's a decent lawyer. He's the one that bankrupted the KKK and some other hate groups. Anyway, as I was walking home, I heard all this shouting so I went to see what it was about. It was a bunch of neo-nazi's protesting in the street. So I've seen the face of hate now. And it's more disgusting than I ever could have imagined.

On a lighter note, I've decided when I grow up I'm moving to San Francisco to be a writer. It'll be just like Rent! Only warmer. And with more singing. And no AIDS. So it'll be even better than Rent! Yay!

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:: 2006 12 April :: 5.42pm

This is too much for me to understand......

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Angel_Bob

:: 2006 12 April :: 4.39pm

ZOMFG.

I have two weeks of school left, not counting exam week. Next week is a four-day week. So is this one.

I'm almost done with my first year of college.

Exuberance!

Angel_Bob

:: 2006 11 April :: 2.04pm

Why I called 911: A Story
Actually, this will be pretty brief.

I did not have French class today because we have our oral exams this week. I also did not have my business class today because today is a "research day." The only class I had was Cultural Anthropology, which began at 1:40.

So I got off to a late start and when I went to leave, I noticed a wire going from the telephone pole in our neighbor's yard to a point in front of our mailbox. I glanced over to the telephone pole and noticed that all the wires running from that pole across the street on Peachtree were hanging down low.

After much debate on who to call, I finally ended up calling 911. I didn't use the house phone because it turned out that the wire in the middle of the road was our telephone service. I used my cell phone to dial 911 and after being transfered told the guy I didn't know who to call but this was what was up. He said they'd contact the people who fix things like that and it would get fixed.

After over an hour, I called Cannon Township. Their non-emergency line is apparently the firestation. I talked to the fireman and he told me that he had put yellow flags on the power lines that were hanging down and contacted the telephone company. This was at about 9 and the telephone company said they'd be around in 4 hours. I asked the fireman if they were safe to drive under (and if the one ON THE GROUND WITH WIRES SHOWING was safe to drive over or around). He said the sagging ones were about 6 feet off the ground and there were higher points that I could drive under. He also said the one on the ground was safe but to be sure, I shouldn't drive on the part WITH WIRES HANGING OUT. I thanked him and hung up.

I eventually got up the courage and left because I still had my one class and then work. I decided not to go to Anthro because it really doesn't matter. I might be late to work.

All in all, it was pretty exciting. I thought I was going to get killed. I took pictures so I'll post those later, when I get home.

Even though it wasn't an emergency, I hope that's the last time I have to call 911.

I love you all.

Angel_Bob

:: 2006 11 April :: 11.07am

I called 911. It was exciting.

More details later.

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:: 2006 11 April :: 9.49am
:: Music: Cloud Cult

Cloud Cult is why I wish I could sing.
Bobby's got a spacesuit made out of squirrel skin. He's pushing downwards out and sucking upwards in. This is truth to him.

Gina burns her Barbie til it's unrecognizable rubber. Screw your D-size cups 'cause I'm a way better lover. This is truth to her.

Turn my stupid question marks into simple candy canes. This is truth to me.

P.S.
It's the feeling that you're falling but there's a fine line between falling and flying.

:: 2006 9 April :: 3.07am
:: Mood: frustrated

um......I like how I will be turning 19 in a little over a month, and I still act like Holden fucking Caulfield. I am so immature it's driving me insane.

:: 2006 8 April :: 10.59pm

I think my car is dying. It's doing this loud shuddering death moan that makes me uncomfortable driving it.

I have sadness.

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:: 2006 8 April :: 9.22pm

You know what? I will never take speed because I just took some fucking excedrin and my pupils are dialated and I'm really fucking antsy and I can hardly even type write. NO joke. Stupid wisdom teeth. Oh and PS when you're guyses wisdom teeth in did it make your jaw feel all fucked up and make it like hard to eat stuff you don't need a spoon for? Or should i go to the doctor or am I just being hypochondreaical? Anyway I've really got to burn off some of this excess energy so I'll catch you later.

shinigami

:: 2006 8 April :: 12.13pm

OMG, I just realized I am an aunt. Like, a real aunt, my cousin in Missouri just had her baby. O_O I have to call her!

:: 2006 6 April :: 10.31pm

So.

When's everyone's last day of school?

Mine will be either May 3 or 4. That first week of May is exam week.

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:: 2006 5 April :: 4.12pm

copycat reflections
So........in the style of Katie and Rachel, here we go.
I cheated and looked at my journal (not this one) cause I don't remember much.

A year ago I was a senior in high school. I was counting down the days to graduation, but I was afraid, as it says in my journal, of being "thrown into the real world without and job or a clue."

I was anxious to leave Rockford and never look back.

Now I'm sitting here, dreading my finals but looking forward to the week after. I'll be living back home for a month, during which I'm going to Illinois pick out horses for the upcoming camp season.

A year ago, I was in Illinois visiting my cousisns. And listening to the new Dead Meadow album. I was listening to it for the umpteenth time today, and I must say it has the essence of April. It doesn't have the heavy, humid air of May or June but it isn't bitter like March or February. It's just warm, full of hope and optimism for the days to come.

Ok, back on topic. I can't say next year will be much different from this year. I'll still be at Central, living in the dorms. Probably dreading my exams again.

Hopefully me and my friends will be apartment hunting. We'll be excited that we'll finally be able to just throw our weed on the kitchen table, without worrying about someone telling an RA.

Hopefully I'll have a real reason for being here, besides "What the hell else would I do?" or "My parents made me."

I was so wrong about this first year at college. I thought I'd be leaving home forever. I had it completely backwards. For the first time I realized I'm lost, that I don't know shit. So now all I have to do is find my way back home for the first time.

But tomorrow never knows, I guess.