Carson Daly, NV

So here's the dill.

Man, I like Firefox.

I finally got through all of my emells. Feel free to emell me anytimes nah.

I was bored yesterday, so I decided to invite people to use Google Talk with me. I thought at the time that you wouldn't need Gmail to use it, but I was wrong. That's a good thing, because now all the people I invited can join Gmail. Go ahead and give yourselves a pat on the back.

I didn't go to bed two nights ago, because the seniors wanted me to come cook out with them in the Shelbyville Senior High School parking lot.

I went to bed later that day, after watching a program on Harry Houdini on The History Channel. Well, I also went to imdb.com to check up on Kingdom Hearts II voice actors and ended up drawing some lines between "Drawn Together" and Final Fantasy X.

I slept for only about five hours yesterday, and then I was tired. I went to Stefan's dad's house (if you can believe that happy crappy) to hang out with some people. Clinton the Coffey maker came over, and I went with him and his girlfriend to a place to get a drink (Pepsi). We came back and had a good time. Some guys wanted to see my penis because they had heard rumors that it wasn't really as big as people say it is. They believed it when they saw me pull it down to my knee.

I ended up leaving that bunch, because I was hungry. I had no money, and no one would buy me a taco if I were to have driven them to Taco Bell. I went home and had some noodles, meatloaf, pop-tarts things, some shit and some other people.

I read a little while I sat sat on the toilet, and then I warshed my face and went to bed. I would have taken a shower, but I had to get up rill early to call Elwood to talk about my job offer.

So I guess it was about four o' the clock when I got in my bed. I couldn't sleep, and I'm not sure if I ever did. I got up at 7:45 a.m. I watched some cartoons, and then gave the Elwoods a call at 8:05 a.m. I go in tomorrow for initiation or lubrication or whatever it is. It should be good. I'm going to be building transmissions for lawn mowers or some stupid shit. I'm pretty excited about that. I don't know what the word is on blogging about my job, but I hope it gets me fired.

So, after my phone call with the lady, I tried to sleep. I ended up playing Kingdom Hearts II while I was in bed. Then I tried to sleep again--didn't work. I sat up and made my dad make me some breakfast. Then I downloaded some things.

I had to stop my last download, because goddamn Limewire was slowing my shit down so much.

It got really windy awhiles back and made my room cold. The thunder caused Oreo to take shelter under my bed, where he resides to this day. But it's pretty nice out, I must say.

I tried reading a few minutes ago, but I only got a few pages in before I started shutting down.

The Da Vinci Code got some pretty terrible reviews. I'm thinking about not seeing it now. I don't like shitty movies based on good books. I like shitty movies, but I don't like them making a good book look bad. I don't think I've ever liked a Ron Howard film, but Dan Brown assured me this one would be good. I just don't know anymore. This was kinda neat (gay), though.

Well, I think I'm gonna start getting ready.

1. Get ready.
2. Lift.
3. Eat.
4. Shower.
5. Go to bed.
6. Get the fuck out of here.

My Hairy Weekend

After I got my shit turned in on Friday, I came back and watched some good TV. "Grounded for Life" was first. It was good. Then it was "Gilmore Girls." The last show was "7th Heaven." It's getting to become a habit for me to sleep through the second half of "Gilmore Girls" and the first half of "7th Heaven."

I think I did something after I watched TV, but I'm not sure.

I later ended up watching Home Alone 2: Lost in New York. I ended up falling asleep somewheres during it, and was woken by my phone. It was Stephanie. You see, I had noticed what movie they were watching in Spanish on Home Alone 2. It was It's a Wonderful Life. I hadn't noticed it in the past, because I had never seen the movie, but I did watch it with Stephanie last weekend, so I did this time. When it was on, I tried to call her, but I got no answer, so I left her a message on the AOL instant messenger, asking her to call me. That's why she called and woke me up. She asked what I was doing, and I told her my story. She thought it was a stupid story, and said Home Alone 2 wasn't even a good movie. What a liar.

I wanted to go to bed early, so I decided to play Sega. I had barely got going when I received a call from Mr. Clinton Coffey. He talked me into coming to Sci-fi. Jon Lee gave me a ride over there. Most of the fun had been had by the time I got in, but it was still good to see everyone. There was a lot of blood and spinach dip. Brandon Mahan was locked out on the roof, and Clinton Coffey wrestled people. I gave hugs, and Fall Out Boy was on Fuse.

Adam Feutz drove me back to the quads around four in the mornings, and I scaled the wall to get to my chambers, where I made good use of the internets and skipped a shower.

I ended up going to bed at six.

I got up early Saturday, because I had things to do. It was either 2:00 or 2:30, depending on how well you read clocks. I lifted weights with Ross Martin at 4:10. After that, I ate breakfast in the commons with Blaine, Jon, and Chuck. I had a medium number six from Burger King. Sas showed up, and Dave and Eric followed close behind. While Sas was in line at Submarine Supreme, I flipped his reversible coats to the orange side. He was very angry, to say the least.

As my roomies and I were leaving, I played Duck Duck Goose with those other guys and some old chick. The old chick was the Goose, and she didn't even chase after me. Oh well.

When we got back, Blaine and I watched From Hell. He thought he had it figured out, but he was way off. I even had to explain to him who Jack th Ripper was after they revealed it in the movie.

When that was over, we watched The Usual Suspects. I fugued it out near the end, but Blaine didn't seem impressed. He tried to confuse me, but I did get it before they gave us the answer, which means I won, because I got it before they told it, and I had to explain it to him even after they told it, so I win.

I was going to go back to Sci-fi after SNL, because Dane Cook was hosting. It was alright, but Stephanie called me again, and we talked about things, and then I didn't go to Sci-fi, but Josh and I did go to Taco Bell, and there was a dumb guy there, and I got a new thing that I had never noticed, and we listened to Bad Religion there and back, and then I talked to Blaine and Julia for a really long time, and we all laughed, and Julia didn't have any clothes on, but it was okay, because I got to hear the story of how her dad raped a fourteen year old girl and tried to blame it on his son (Julia's brother).

When I got back to my room, I discovered me being awesome like I am. Then I talked to Amanda for a while. Then Josh came over, and we stayed up all night, and talked about things, and he kicked my ass at Marvel vs Capcom 2, and then we watched some TV. It was Halloween H2O, some "South Park" thing, and part of Hollow Kevin Bacon, and then I went to lunch with Blaine, Volk, and some black chick. Volk wouldn't trade me phones, so I made a scene.

I went to my room, and went to sleep. I awoke at 8:30 that evening, just as Volk was leaving. While I was climbing down from my loft, she tapped loudly on my door and said, I'm leaving!!!! Goodbye!!!!!!!" I put my shoes on and gave her a hug. Then I watched a thing on The History Channel on Leonardo da Vinci. I flipped to Family Guy on the commercials. Family Guy was a rerun, but I had not seen it. I flipped to it one time to see Doctor Drew with Chris. I was very excited, and couldn't wait for the credits, to verify what I had already stated.

I went back to bed when the da Vinci thing ended, which was around 12. I had trouble sleeping, but I managed to pull it off after a while. I woke up around four, and I laid for a whiles, trying to go back to sleep, but I didn't get there, so I took my first shower in ...days, and then I came back here for some Apple Jacks, and some Fall Out Boy. Then I helped Blaine with his commercials, and here we are.

Warped Tour

I attended the Van's Warped Tour July 20 in Indianapolis. I mainly went to see The Offspring. Fall Out Boy was my secondary interest. The Lees and I went over to the place to get some programs. I saw Millencolin in the program, and it got me really excited. If you had asked me five years ago if I thought I would ever get to see Millencolin in live life, I would say that there would have been about a three percent chance. Well, I looked up at the band schedule to find that they weren't really there. That became my secondary sadness from bands not being there. My primary sadness was Bad Religion, who had been there the previous year, when I didn't go. The first band I saw was My Chemical Romance. I had never really liked them in the past, but I really gained a liking for them after seeing them in concert. I almost bought their CD at Karma today. I think Roses are Red were there somewheres, but I missed out on that. I bought an Offspring t-shirt. I saw Fall Out Boy and realized that they were my new favorite band.

My new list of favorite Bands:
1. Bad Religion
2. The Offspring
3. Millencolin
4. Fall Out Boy

I drank a bunch of water before heading over to Mike stage to see The Offspring. Eric Byrer was sitting in the shade and I discussed the Fall Out Boy show with him. I told him where I was going, and then we went our separate ways. I passed the Fall Out Boy place and reminded myself to buy a Fall Out Boy shirt when The Offspring were done playing. I got there while Dropkick Murphys, I believe, were on stage. I liked it. Then when they were done, I ran right up to the front. I stood there forever before they came out. I was frying pretty good in the sun. Yes. I quickly became dehydrated. I thought I might pass out before they came out. But then they came out, and everyone pushed forward until everyone was suffocating. There was a guy somewhere near me that kept shouting "Rich mother-fucker!" When they started playing, I thought the guy behind me was humping me in the ass, but I decided that it must have just seemed that way since we were all packed so tightly together. I later started to think about how the place where he was humping me was the same place I keep my wallet. I checked my back pocket, and surely enough, it was gone. All I was really worried about never seeing again was a certain possibly irreplaceable picture. You guys have no idea how much I love that cross country picture. I turned around and almost punched the new guy behind right in the face, because he should have done something about it. Later on in the show, I stepped on something. It was a wallet. I picked it up and opened it. It was my wallet. Everything was in it except my $35, so I shrugged it off. A few minutes later, I saw a bunch of people picking up wallets and cards and stuff that were scattered all over the ground. I spent the rest of the time yelling and moshing. This one guy in the mosh pit looked really angry. I kept running into him, and knocking him into this one chick. It was fun, but I had to stop, because I felt so weak. I had trouble catching my breath after that. I stopped jumping around and looked for a way out. I didn't see one, so I started jumping and yelling again. Then Noodles threw his water out to someone. Then Dexter pulled a fire hose almost out of nowhere and started spraying it at everybody. Then they started playing again. Then I started feeling very light-headed, and everything sounded very loud. Dexter was talking about something after that one song, and his voice seemed to be splitting my head in two. I hoped they were done, but they started playing again. It felt like they had been playing for an hour. I wanted to surf on over to the security guards so I could go find some water, but I didn't have the energy for it. When they finished that song, they said goodbye, and the crowd became loose again. Atom broke his drum sticks and threw them out into the crowd. One went to a person right in the very front. He hit it up in the air, and it flew right to me. A bunch of people around me jumped in the air to try to grab it. The guy to my left tapped it when it was about three inches away from my hand, knocking far away. I turned around and took off in a very quick pace. Everyone was shouting for The Offspring to come back out. I knew they wouldn't come back out, and was relived when I heard all the Awwws and the Jenna awwws. I quickly walked by the Fall Out Boy stand and thought about how I would no longer be able to purchase a shirt. I continued my trek to the drinking water fountains. I looked down at my feet to see the dirty mess. I was covered in my and had the sweat of about fifty people all over me. When I got to my destination, I was relieved to see there would be a long wait for water. I almost passed out about five times, but I made it and drank about a gallon of water. I then went over to sit in the shade. There was a young couple there. The guy was on the phone with his mom, talking about how his wallet had been stolen at the Fall Out Boy show. I kept feeling worse and worse. I eventually got up and drank another gallon of water. Then I walked over to this one place and leaned over and set my head on a metal bar, and this guy there told me of a sprinkler close by. I thanked him and walked to it. It was very refreshing, but didn't help my light-headedness. I walked back over to my area where I found some Hills and an Evens. This was the part where I fell down. I was there for a while, and then I set out to find the Lees and Luke. I passed Justin and Eric and those guys, and they told me the Lees were looking for me. I went over to the one stage where Fall Out Boy had been, but they weren't there. Billy Idol was about to go on, so I waited. I saw Ben and Ross Green. They were with my twin, Blayr. I talked to them for a bit. After ten minutes, I changed my mind about watching Billy Idol. I went back around, and didn't find the Lees. Then I headed by Mike stage, and I saw Luke in the distance. I sped up and saw that the Lees were indeed with him. I got really close and ran up rill fast. Josh Lee was the first one to realize that I was walking right behind them. Everyone else noticed once he started screaming. We went over to see Senses Fail. This was the last time I saw the Justin/Eric group. Sho and Seth Berger were also at this one. I had actually seen them a lot throughout the day. When that was over, we went over to see Avenged Sevenfold. The Transplants came out instead. They pretty much suck. Clinton came to this one. As did Ross and Ashley Morrow and Truck Hogan. There were some people there giving free high fives. I didn't have enough money though, on account of it being stolen. When the Transplants were done, we waited for Avenged to come out. They took too long, so we left to beat the crowd. Josh got in the wrong lane, and we had to turn around. We went to Stake 'n' Shake. I kept talking about Jon's mom. I told Luke about his brother. He disagreed. I took my drink and left. I went home and told my dad what happened. Then I did some things. Then I think I went to bed.






That was a lot. I started writing this one at 10:16.

A Blog to End All Faggots

I'm sick. Kyle told me not to run today. He said I should see a doctor. My throat hurts, and it's pissing me off. I've been getting up in the middle of the night, because I can't sleep. When I get up, I yell and feel like I'm about to cry. Sunday night, I got up to get some Gatorade, and I sat out there in the room for a little while, drinking my stuff. When I was in my bed (the whole time before and the whole time after), I kept thinking I was with these guys again, and we were hanging out by the boys club, reading each others blogs. This kept me from getting the sleep I wanted and desperately needed. I finally started feeling drowsy when I tried to imagine walking into Shelbyville with some black guys, but then it was time to get up and go to school. That morning, my mom asked me if my sister was up with me in the middle of the night. She said she heard someone running through the hall, screaming.
Monday night-slept a little.
Tuesday night-got up at about two, and watched TV and ate some chicken breast with mashed potatoes and gravy and had some water with blue pills, then went back to bed.

Yesterday, Tuesday, again, I decided not to run in the cold weather. Coach Man sent me back to the high school to talk to Kyle and ride a bike. When I got there, I saw many children in the weight room, making up missed gym classes. This reminded me that I had one gym to make up. Kyle told me to ride a bike for twenty minutes, keeping it over 100 rpm's. My twin, Blayr, was already in there, making up a gym. This was my first time ever being in this sort of situation, so I asked Bowmanchick what to do. She told me I had to ride a bike five miles or twenty minutes, whichever comes first. I said okay, and went over to write my name on the gym make-up thing. Blayr had been the last person to come, and was the last name on the list, except her name was like this: Blaire Green. So, I wrote, "Blayr Hartman." I went over and got on a bike, and told my twin all about it. I got on the bike and started riding. After about eighteen minutes, Bowmanchick came over and said, "Hey, you're done."
I said, "How far do I have to go?"
She said, "You only had to go five miles."
"I'm almost done then."
"You're already done. Look. This is how far you've gone(Bowman chick points to the mileage thing that reads: 7.8). You've gone too far."
I then started to pedal backwards, to get rid of the unwanted mileage.
Bowmanchick: Don't pedal backwards, just get off.
Blaire: I've got this.
Bowmanchick: you can just go whenever you're done.

I was about to leave school when this kid came over and asked for a ride. I told him I would take him home. I said, "My car's over on this side."
When we got out there, he asked, "How long have you been over here?"
I then asked, "On this side of the school?"
Then he said, "No. How long have you been over here from Germany?"
So, the kid thinks I'm from Germany, and the whole way to his house, I told him about life in Germany and my house parents and stuff. He didn't seem to doubt anything I said. I am a pretty good storyteller, though. I could probably make up stuff to fool anyone in a situation like this. Just look at my trophy.

I saw Clinton Coffey a whole bunch. I gave him lots of hugs, and I showed him my genitals (I've been showing lots of people my genitals lately). Today, I was walking out of school, and I saw him pulling up in the parking lot, and he jumped out, and I threw my binder, and we ran towards each other, and I jumped and he catched me, and he spinned around with me in his arms, and that's it.

Oh, yeah. One more thing. On our boulder run on Monday, we were heading back, and we were on that one long road, 250 south, I think, and the wind was coming at us very strong, and it carried the soud of a guy in a brown truck that plays ice cream truck music. Even though I couldn't see him, I knew he was watching over me.