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Reason for Personal State of Alert:
- So this is post-college life? Really? *shivers*

- The Passion of Christ featured a deleted scene where Christ called me out and told me "You're next"

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Well Presented Nonsense: Coming Soon!
2001-11-08 - 1:56 p.m.

"All you people can't you see, can't you see, da da da effecting my reality!" -Backstreet Boys

I got an all day hang-out date thing with Matt going on Saturday. So that's what I'm looking forward to... and though it's been planned for like, two weeks now, I'm just waiting for something to pop up and try and change the plans. Rule #1 about life, is just when things seem most certain, they change. So, so far, Jesse's mom (my old roomie) is coming to town for that day only, and she wanted to see me. I want to see her. So I've decided I'm going to take Matt along to Jesse's play, and see Jess' mom there. Rock!

The play's Caucasian Chalk Circle. It should be good... unless Jesse sings. Lord help us all. Oooh, and I'm going to be publicly performing soon too- as part of my intro to strings class, I'll be playing to an audience in a week. I'd be scared if the class rocked and I sucked... but alas, I suck, and the class sucks. I look forward to the riots if the school charges for this thing, it should be cool. Things will be flying everywhere and I think I'll even light the bow of my violin on fire, along various students' clothing. C'mon out and see me on the 15th.

I can write sentences! I swear. I'm out of practice though. I need to be drunk so I can write properly. Those were my best posts. It's been awhile since I had anything to drink- not that I'm hankering for liquor or anything... not that I'm hankering for much of anything. I am looking forward to the winter break though- I do believe I'm going to go home and finally, FINALLY learn how to drive. It'll be the last time I'm home for an extended period of time- definitely the last time I'll be with my parents for a whole month (unless something major happens)... and so, yeah. It should be okay, home cooking is a good thing.

I hope to have John come down at some point, cuz he said he wanted to visit Florida, and I hope that I'd get to visit old Junior High School friend Andrea, who's now going to college in Miami. I don't EXPECT either of these things, but it make the premise of goin back a little less scary. And then there's KITTY!! Kitt-ay!!!! Did I ever mention the dream I had about him (my cat, Joel) talking to me and threatening me? Dude was sassy. I think he bit my ankle. It kinda put a strain on things between him and I, but seeing as I only ever hear him in the background of phone conversations with my mom, I think I'll be okay.

I'd do a list of things I need to do, but that'd be long and not too entertaining. Just take my word, it's long, and not that entertaining.

I am feeling rather hyper and random right now. I want to climb the poles here at my job (which used to be an old jail), and yell "Shoes! Shoes for everyone!"

Aren't I special?

Reason for Terror # 82:

Using phrase "da bomb" unwittingly in phone tapped conversations could lead to arrest and beatings by the FBI, local authorities, and hip police.

Reason for Terror # 81:

There was a little bit of mold on that bread you had this morning.

Reason for Terror # 80:

When evening falls, you can try to drive away; but the moon will be following... always following...