Einstein had a cat. That's neat.

This is a good article.

Justin, I know you don't read my blog, but this really helps my argument.

I Ran with Jon Lee this Morning, and I Feel Really Good as a Result.

I mighta runned about three miles, but I could be wrong. That's what Jon told me he thought it was. He ran abouts four. i felt really awake and alives and ready for lots of sex afterwards, but now I feel tired.

I already lifted two days in a row, and today will make three. I lifted last night and the night before that with Troy, and tonight I'm lifting with Ross Toss. Wait. I'm going to see a movie at 7. I'll have to lift earlier then, because we lift at seven, and that's all there is to it.

I'm getting a blister on my right foot, in the spot where I get blisters. My tummy was burning in econ. I guess that's because I lost a lot of weight from on top of my abdomen when I ran.

Tired.

I started reading Gerald's Game the other day. Justin Schmitt told me it'd be good, so I bought it awhiles back. It does seem pretty good so fat. I mean far.

I still need to take a shower. I didn't really have time to take one after my run because I had class. I didn't need a comma in that last sentence. That's something I've learned since coming here. I'm going to go ahead and take a shower and then eat lunch with some people. After that, I plan on taking a nap or something delicious like that.

Blaine, Bertoli, Jon and I watched Hellraiser: Bloodline last night. It wasn't as bad as I expected it to be. In fact, it really wasn't bad at all. I got caught playing with my you-know-what a few times, but I couldn't help but do it; it was a very sexy movie.

I don't know if I blogged about it yet, but I got Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles II: The Secret of the Ooze on VHS for $1.99 including tax the other night. I didn't actually pay for it. Blaine still owes me money, so I used him for it, ya know? Those really are some great movies.

I need to hurry up and get my shower now so I can get to lunch on time so I can get back and take my nap.

I went to econ all messy with my hair and my running clothes and shit. I yelled Matt's name and scared the shit out of him. I took a quiz, and did really well on it. Come to think about it, his name was...It was you. Damn.

Happy Birthday, Justin Schmitt

Justin Schmitt turns twenty today.

I called him at 8:30 this morning. He was asleep, but he woke up to say hi.
Here is his cell: 317-512-0890.
Make sure you and everyone you know call and wish him a happy birthday.

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.

Karma Po-lice

Well, I went into my room to unhook my internets, and I noticed the CPU was on top of the 2wire mini modem thing, and it was hot. All I did was move that guy out, and then the phone worked. I called Stefan, and he and Dane was on they way o'er here. They got here, and then I drove ourselves over to Karma. The first thing I bought was a roller for cigarettes. Cigarettes are female cigars. That means if a guy smokes cigarettes, he's a pussy. After that, I saw Justin Schmitt and bought three Fall Out Boy CD's. (Is that right? I don't remember all of the apostrophe rules.) I eventually made my way back home, where I tried to call Audrey. That didn't work out so well. I guess she doesn't like to have her phone out at the golf places, where she works all day and night--give someone else a chonce. I listened to my new Fall Out Boy disks while I got on the internets and bought two Fall Out Boy CD's, an Offspring dual-disc, and an Offspring DVD. Then I purchased the Fall Out Boy fanclub kit thing. Then my dad came home and then we got some pizza. And then I watched "That 70's Shit." I am very tired. UPN is addictive.

Kylie and Ashley double-you came over here yesterday. I gave Kylie her card and birthday present. I got them right before they came over. They laughed pretty hard at the card and the gifts. Then we all went into my room to watch Kinsey on DVD. Then they left. I drew a smiley face on my penis and went with my brother to get some physicals. We got to the doctor place and we kept punching each other in the face. The nurse was freaking out about it, but we just laughed. I read the whole eye chart with my right eye. It took about ten minutes to do it. My brother and I were laughing the whole time, and when I did read it, it was with my left eye, clearly looking between my fingers. I also peed on my hand and on the floor, just like I did at school that one time when I was taking a drug test. We went to McDonald's after the facts, and I think that's about all I did that day.

Oh Shit

So, I've been planning on writing a special post for some time now. I'd been counting the days. But suddenly, something went wrong...I mean right.

On the sixteenth, Will and I got off work at 2:30 a.m. I went home, took a shower and went over to Will's house for some good drinking. I was there until about noon that day. I ended up going home and going to bed. I got up at 7 something 'r other, and my dad gave me cheeseburgers and told me I needed to call Will. I ended up going somewhere and having a good time and got drunk and had a really good time.

If you love someone, and you would take a bullet in the anus for them, put this in your profile.

New subject.

There's a dumb guy that works at Pilkington. His teeth are all sorts of colorful (mainly black and brown), and he has a nice little pony tail with a piece of cloth on the top of his head. He talks like a NASCAR fan, and he probably is one. He works night shift with me. Will works day shift with Justin and Cameron. The plant was on shutdown for two weeks. After the first week, I was called in to inspect and repack glass. As were Will and Crackie (the NASCAR fan, because he's a crack-head). Will and I got to work the same station with Crackie two days in a row, I think. Will brought in some crazy brown NASCAR teeth to wear and make fun of Crackie.

I'll stop there and date it for now. Leave me comments. They make me feel like people are actually reading my blogs and motivate me to write more.

~6:11 PM Jul 17,2005

Daring to Try, to Do it or Die, I Gotta Be Dead

Friday:

I took my AP bio final. I then went to AP bio. Then I went with some of the squib people to breakfast. Then I went back to school to work on my page. Then I went home. Then I went to the track sectional. Then I ran a PR in the 4x800. I ran a 2:18.Then I went potty. Then I went to Taco Bell with Audrey, Jen, Chrissy, and Ashley Woolen. Then Eric Byrer and some foreigners showed up. Then we were all gonna go to my house, and then I went there, and everyone else just kinda decided to not show up. Then I ended up going to play basketball ( me, Stefan, Jon/Josh, Stephanie, and Matt). I kinda just stood there for a while, thinking about stuff. I spent a lot of the time looking a the tree behind the basketball goal, imagining seeing myself hanging from it. It made me feel a little better to see that the world would still be there even if I was dead. Then I took Stephanie home. Then I went to pick Stefan up from his house. Then I helped him look for his Team America: World Police special edition unrated version DVD. Then we watched the movie. Then I had some pizza, and then I went to bed.


Saturday:

I did nothing, and then I went to the movie theater and did some fun things for about and hour. Then Tyler and I shook hands. Then I went to Jim Peck's house. After a while, I drove by Adam Barlow's house to see if he was around, and then I went to the Schmitts' house, and I broke some dumb broad's back. I ate some things. We exchanged stories, then Eric Byrer left. It was about one a.m. by this time, and Justin told me he was going to bed at two. We went out into the one room, and we discussed Stephen King and some other things. Then he offered to lend me his Donnie Darko The Director's Cut DVD. I looked at the clock, and it was a little after three. I was quite surprised by this, us talking so long. It reminded me of the time last summer when I went over to the Schmitts' house and was talking to Justin and Matt Baker and ended up leaving at three a.m. So, I went home and had some pizza and took a shower, and then I went to bed at about 4:30.


Sunday:

I woke up at about 1. I had some pizza for breakfast. I went over to the Gahimers' to watch Donnie Darko. They said it was stupid, and it pissed me off. I hate when people label something they don't understand as stupid. I was pissed off even further when Stephanie turned the TV to a movie that was stupid and pretended it was something special. I went home at this point, because my head was starting to act up. I took some pills when I got home, and then I watched Donnie Darko with my brother. Then I ate some Pizza. Then I went back to the Gahimer place to watch "Family Guy." Luckily, Fox decided to play fucking stupid-ass Star Wars, so I watched "Desparate Housewives" instead. Rex died. I guess he won't having anymore problems with crying when he ejaculates. Then I watched some more TV (Bam and Rosanne). Then I went home and called Amanda. I woke her ass right up and exchanged stories with her. Then I did some more things, and that's about it.

Blink-182 Divided by Three and Multiplied by Zero

I did my poster for government last night. It pissed me off. I watched the movie with that chick from "Saved by the Bell." It's the one where she goes to Vegas and becomes a dancer, and her boobies are hanging out like 80% of the movie. It was pretty good. I went to bed at about 2:30. That was good as well. I called Zach Attack right before I went to bed, to let him know.

I read on the internet of the break-up of Blink a few days ago. I wasn't sure if it was 4 rill or now, so I checked their website. There was nothing about it there. The next day, when I was talking to Justin Schmitt, after we talked of Goldfinger, I asked him if he knew anything about it. If anyone would know about it, it would be him. He didn't know anything about it. Today, at school, in music theory, I asked about it, and everyone knew about it. They all yelled at me, because they broke up last week, and I should have known already, so I yelled at Paul. I continued to ask people in school about it, and they all knew, so it's official.

Blink-182 is gone.

Forever.

And after.

I ran in the cold with this guy. He was cold. I led the team in stretching. After running, I walked by Stefan's sister, and she threw her phone to me and told me to catch it, so I held out my hands, and at the last second I moved them, and it hit the floor. I was able to get her to throw it to me once more, and it broke, and I laughed.

I did ten reps of the 225 with my class-four armor, and I'm pretty happy about that. So it goes.