New Years Crappin' Eve

I don't want it to be 2006, because that means that people are graduating and I'm getting too old. Yesterday it was the dawn of the new millenium! It was more fun counting the years in the '90s. Get ready for three months of writing 2005 whenever we have to write the date.

The adolescence of my discontent

depression doesn't suit me.

It isnt fair
I climbed the ladder
I held you close
I understood
We talked
We laughed
We shared
You, I knew
You knew me
You played
You took
My money
My time
My adoration
My friendship
My love
I gave you mine
(Where is yours?)
It isn't fair

Don't pretend and don't comment, I don't care.

Dinner without the Death

So, tonight I had dinner with my dad's family. Now, if you have known me to talk about my father's family, you know they aren't my favorite bunch of people. However, tonight was very relaxed and I really enjoyed it. I got to see Ryan, who I beleive is my only cousin. We talked about religion, politics, and pop culture, and I am still amazed as I'm sitting here that I am actually looking forward to our next gathering. I hope that means that I haven't become crazy like the rest of 'em.

On the way home-----let me preface this by saying "have you ever had an experience where you just mindlessly ate something, and before you realized, it was half gone or so?"-----we got the mail and I opened a letter and started to mindlessly nibble on the envelope and ended up eating about a quarter of it before I realized that I was eating an envelope.

Twas

One minute before Christmas
visit my myspace
and don't make any snide remarks on
the fact that I protested myspace
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Tengo un gato grande y caliente en mis pantalones cueros.

no, those are not my legs and that is not my cat or my toilet.

You can't keep a cold house with leg warmers

This could also work if we wanted something funky

This might be a little too demonic

Imagine this with a thinner pentagram...and if you were wondering, I designed these (even if they're not great, they are for the T-shirt shop after all).

I may be burning alive, but at least I look good.

So, I'd like ya'll's opinion on this design for the T-shirt. The tarot cards depict "The Judgment""The Devil""Justice"and"The Hanged Man". I don't know what the apparently lunar symbol in the centre is, but I think it will look good with signatures about it. I am still not sure what to do for the front.

You've gotta keep 'em seperated

Why do teachers have to scare us before semester exams, and then make the test mucho facil? It doesn't really matter.
Last night was the Christmas party at the Fuquas, and it was about like the band's Christmas party at the Fuquas should be. I wonder what Mr. R will do in4 years.
Get ready for the alumni that are to flood the state game

Friday night lights

Saturday night italian food, and sunday night sex show. These magical ingredients combine to create yet another week of lovin' in the Celina Band. This week has been spent counting down the seconds until Christmas vacation, and the time when the band doesn't have to see each other anymore!! Mr. R's aunt just died, so he is in MO attending the funeral, but even when the director is away, the cats will play. To the timeless chords of play that funky music, the bobcats defeated the bobcats in the state semi-finals, which means that (shock) the football team is going to state to try and grasp at glory before they move up to AAA again.
The band got to ride on a brand new bus, a tiny and cramped new bus complete with gray seats and a broiler system cleverly disguised as a heater. It was all we could do not to take off our clothes. Other highlights were the crappiest bathroom in all of jesusland brought to you by your friends in Bowie, Texas at the Texaco station/ "Restaurant". Not to be outdone by the crappiest Braum's in all of dixieland located in Wichita Falls. Other "must see's" of Wichita Falls was the Sunshine Optimist Friend of Youth Soccor Complex and an obviously Greek-style statue of an uncircumsized penis with a naked man attached holding a torch (the man not the penis).
After the game, Mr. Weatherman scored us free all-you-can-eat Italian at Fazolis and we learned on the way home that its hard to keep up a game of truth or dare when nobody is willing to do anything.
So, in closing, always remeber kids: when things get tough, just take off your pants.