Showing posts with label Katie. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Katie. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 10, 2006

Eric & Dylan's Excellent Adventure


So most of my new classes are good thus far. It was nice being able to choose what I got to take. I'm not in the retard program anymore, so I can now do what I want. I think the first class I got to meet was comm 101. It seems like a lot of fun. We are supposed to get up and talk about stuff. That Is something I like doing. Public speaking is the number one fear for most people, with death taking a distant second. This is why I'm going to shoot myself in the face when it's my turn to go. Everyone will love it.
The second class I had was music somethin' er other. Wait, yes, it was. We got to listen to music and talk about it, and it all seems very exciting. I want to hang out with this guy. He seems to know a lot about what I like. He kept talking about music and music theory and other such things. I need to get this book read. I also sat next to this one minority guy that I recognized from my retard class last semester. He is a good friend of mine (no, it's not what you're thinking, he can walk). I sat by him, and I think I'm better than him anyway, so let's change the subject. Then I had PE and a PE lab. They both seem pretty stupid. The thing is, I know everyone in my PE lab, which Nick Flynn introduced me to but is not in. Joe Nippleson, Katie Adams, that runner guy I know and my minority friend are all in my group. But it still seems like a bunch of crap. Waste of my time is all it is. My God.

I had computer science today. I couldn't log onto the school computer with my stuff, so the guy sent me to the computer place to get it fixed. They told me it would be a few days before the problem would be fixed, and I went back to class and did nothing. But the thing is, he said we don't ever have to come to class. We can just do all of the stuff from our own computers and send it to him.

My lastest class was psy 101, which is a human sexuality class. It is fun and we all seem to have a good time with it. I again saw some familiar faces. Sat them around me, and said penis and vagina with the rest of the class. This is my main interest right here, but like I said.

I lifted for the first time in a long time last night, and I got to boxercise tonight. Tomorrow night I might do this other thing, but I will be lifting as well. Then end.

Though I may be having a good time so far, I am extremely tired. I think it may be all those two day days I saw over Christmas break. They were fun, but they are starting to take their toll. And if we don't pay no tolls, then we don't eat no rolls. Plus, I'm going to take a shower right now, because I am still very dirty.

Sunday, September 11, 2005

Jess Mullins

Just because I say it, don't mean I have to say on the record, then I'll kill you. You know why?

Chitty Chitty Bang Bang was a favorite of mine, growing up. I had a VHS, but it broke like fuck, it did. For years I've thought about how nice it would be to purchase a copy on DVD. I was actually just thinking about the child-catcher on Thursday. I went to (fuck) with Katie Adams on Friday. We were rummaging through the thing of $5.50 DVD guys. I found a few copies of Creepshow, which was something I had to buy, due to an argument with a guy I hardly know. He kept telling me it was called Freakshow despite me giving him every piece of evidence pointing the other way. So I got that shit. Katie wanted me to buy Double Jeopardy, so I did. As we were walking away from that area, we passed by the normal DVD thing guy, and there it was. Plain as shit. Chitty Chitty Bang Bang. I looked at Katie Adams and shit. I picked that shit up and took it home with me. We watched it first. It was just as beautiful as I had remembered. We then watched Double Dragon...or something. And then everyone left, and I watched Creepshow.

Here's the problem. The new episode of "Family Guys" aired tonight. The first song in Chitty Chitty Bang Bang is called "You Two." In this new episode of "Family Matters," Peter sings a similar song about having James Woods, rather than having you two. And I freaked out, because that's what I do in any situation like this. It was amazing.

"You Two" (Don't read this part, I just thought it would make me look professional and clean.)

Caractacus:
Do you think I'm a lunatic? Wasting my time on a lot of silly inventions?

Jemima:
But they aren't silly--they're wonderful!

Jeremy:
Nobody else could think of them!

Caractacus:
That's right! That is right--nobody else could think of
them!--yeah--after all...
What makes the battle worth the fighting?
What makes the mountain worth the climb?
What makes the questions worth the asking?
The reason worth the rhyme?

Caractacus:
To me the answer's clear;
it's having someone near; someone dear
Someone to care for; to be there for.
I have You Two!
Someone to do for; muddle through for.
I have You Two!
Someone to share joy or despair with;
whichever betides you.
Life becomes a chore, unless you're living for
someone to tend to be a friend to.
I have You Two!
Someone to strive for, do or die for
I have You Two!
Could be, we three get along so famously,
'cause you two have me, and I have You Two too.

(Breakfast is behind made, then Caractacus sneezes)

Kids:
Someone to care for; to be there for.

Caractacus:
I have You Two!

Kids:
Someone to do for; muddle through for

Caractacus:
I have You Two!
Someone to smile once in awhile with;
whenever you're lonesome
I've a happy lot,
considering what I've got.
But, I couldn't do more
Than you do for your poor Father.

(Kids: Daddy!)

Things go asunder
and I wonder why you bother.
All:
Could be, we three get along so famously
'cause

Kids:
we two have you,

Caractacus:
and I have You Two

All:
too
 
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