"... it'll never grow, it'll never groooow."

This line and it's graphic precursor won't leave my head. I'm not sure why.

Oh yeah, cause I heard it for like an hour straight this evening during New Nervous practice. We need to put an end to the band practices in the house. Also I made little turkey/mozzerella sandwiches out of my Pillsbury Crescent Rolls. They are so delicious. Next can will be ham and cheddar. Yummy.

New perspective at 5:30 AM

Wow. I've finally reached the point in my ever-turbulent sleep cycle at which I've screwed my schedule up so much... I awake at a time most people would consider getting up early. As far as I'm concerned 10am is early. But I woke up at 5:30. I have a session at 8:00. Chances are I will experience what most consider a normal day today. I wonder what it will be like? I suppose an even more intriguing question would be: Will it last? Mmmmmm...

I did the 6:00am thing for exactly two years under requirement. Never again.

Meet the girls of sigma pi. Some will live and some will die.

Adam and I watched possibly the worst horror movie I have ever seen in my life last night. And that's really saying something considering I have seen the original Salem's Lot and more than one of the Evil Dead movies. My theory about these kinds of horror directors is this... they have serious sexual frustration and/or deviancy, a freaky freudian fascination with the phallic [10 points alliteration], and somehow an ability to procure funding for film projects that do no more than exacerbate this already evident fact. Who cares? It seems that 6 movies got made of this particular series. HOW? I ask...how?

So I finally did it...

I've been asked at least 20 times to make a blog. At long last I relent. Here is my blog. And this record is off the record. I really can't be held accountable for what I write here. As anyone who knows me is well aware, I have to say things (particularly difficult to say things) in a 20-40% exaggerated way to make my point. If I seem negative or even suicidal on occassion I'm probably not, just in need of more hugs at the particular time.

One final point... Expect to encounter extended periods of no updating. I've never been very good at updating these kinds of things much less journal keeping in general. But I will try to update more than occasionally and perhaps a few of you may even still be reading this after the first dry spell. But who knows?