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And now... [14 Sep 2007|04:29pm] [ mood | touched ] [ music | The Beast and Dragon, Adored ] ...a poem The difference between love and loathe? A lip versus a tooth. Their sameness gives none the advantage, Thus their battle is ne'er through. Gifts have been offered, requests have been sent, Still no side has won over the tongue. The agent through which you taste her in love, Slanders her when it is gone. ....the slippery bastard. Reinforcements arrive as a sweaty palm, A clenched fist joins the fight. But everything stops in mid-battle When a cease-fire is declared by the mind. With reason we learn the dangers of passion; to stop violence before it starts, But we're mere men in the bodily kingdom, ruled by the tyrant, Heart. COMMENT

Read the first one before you read this one. [31 Dec 2006|05:03am] [ mood | ecstatic ] [ music | Arrested Development!! ] It doesn't really matter if you read the first one first. These are unrelated. But I spent a lot of time on the first one, so I want to read some comments. I spent so much time on it that when I returned to the girls, whom I had planned to play games with all night, they were sleeping. So I retreated to the TV and surfed the channels. What are the odds that I would flip right to the channel that A Few Good Men is playing right at the exact time that Jack Nicholson says "You want the truth? You can't HANDLE the TRUTH!!"???!!!!? Not very high. I needed to share this with someone, but everyone here is sleeping so I thought I'd share it with the livejournal community. It gets better. After much contemplation, I decided that this phenomenon was not important enough in its singularity for me to get off of the couch, sign on the internet, and record the abnormality to a website maybe 4 people will read. However, when I found a channel that was playing freaking ARRESTED DEVELOPMENT!!!!!!!! I had a change of heart. These two occurances, within 2 minutes of each other could not go unnoticed by you, the avid reader, so I decided to go through with the plan. I had always heard rumors of a station that played Arrested Development, but never actually seen it. It's called G4. Get it. Now. I love the hatchery more now. Back to enjoying the greatest show ever created. 4 READ l COMMENT

No plastic in microwaves! [31 Dec 2006|04:15am] [ mood | contemplative ] [ music | 9 year-old boy watching TV ] So I'm here in Cumming, GA, on the trout hatchery. If you were to see it on the Garmin GPS device that my mother got for Christmas it would appear to be dark green because it's a national park. At least that's how those of us in the car justified the difference in pigment of the area when prompted with the question. That's my where. If you tried to guess the substance of this update merely by looking at the subject line, then I apologize for wasting your time. In my effort to create my own subject to fill the line with I stumbled across the saved items that were previously typed into the bar merely by clicking it. Because this is not my computer and it is positioned some 500 miles from my house, I rarely use it. That being the case, I saw this as an opportunity to delve into the psychology of my wonderfully hospitable and equally prepossessing hostess, Winnie Jonah Markey. After all, this is her profile, so these are the things she writes about. Or at least writes in her own subject bar about. The bit about the no platic in microwaves creates in my mind an image of a hungry Winnie returning home from a hard fought basketball game (which she probably lost) and desperately searching for some food. Of course most of the food is kept in the fridge so it's cold. Naturally, she decides to heat her particular choice of dish because who likes cold Quizno's anyway? She doesn't. In her exasperated state of mind, the loss weighing heavily on her conscience as she failed to guard the base line with as much determination as her parents, coach, and teammates expected her to, Winnie sticks the frigid sub, and it's tupperware dish deep into the oven. She turns the oven to 450 degrees, the plastic melts to the grid iron bars of the oven, and the sub catches fire. All of this happens while she is napping. A deep sort of nap intended to make her feel like she has been born again upon waking up. The slumber has the expected effect and her rejuvenated stomach feels less empty than it had upon beginning the nap. Deciding that she no longer wants to eat the sub but not noticing the burning plastic or the toxic smoke, she retrives the mess from the back of the oven and promptly throws it away. Kids don't notice that kind of fire. You know? That was longer than I expected. And it didn't really have a point. Other topics from the subject bar that I could have chosen include: ~*~Hey Hun! I love you!*~ 99.9% True Hey sexy! and Discraft Chameleon: Turns Purple in the Sun Now, if you have been a long time follower of the Tiballier journal, and chances are you haven't, then you might notice that the last phrase there was actually included in one of my own entries from about this time last year. I got frisbees for Christmas last year and one of them was a chameleon discraft, meaning it changed to purple in the sun. I left it here and haven't found it upon returning. Not even over the summer. That's one of the things I love about this hatchery. Everything around me changes. But not this dark green color-coded piece of fish-fucking heaven Everything around me changes. Especially Cumming. What used to be a small Georgia town where I grew up that had lots of trees, little traffic, and very few fast food chains has now become full of everything except trees. The trees aren't the issue. The traffic is the main issue. It take like 698,457 hours to get anywhere here (that's a rough estimate). Two years ago, Last year, I put a Mars is the Tyrant wallpaper on Winnie's computer. It's still there as I type this. Granted, the mostly naked but somewhat clad Abercrombie and Fitch model on Cecilia's profile is still there as well. That's not the point. Or it actually furthers the point. This place is safe from changing. For a while at least. Until the fishermen of Georgia decide that they no longer need a hatchery to artificially stock the rivers with farmed game, this hatchery will be a governmentally protected little piece of fish-fucking heaven. Not that fish fuck. Unless you consider the word to include the idea that the sperm conjoins with the egg. But then that takes all of the dirtiness out of it. Thereby eliminating the emphasis and the little sliver of doubt I have in writing this, making me question my word choice, wondering if my mom will read it some day. I saw Night at the Museum today. It was less than thrilling. Not that that's bad. It's true though. It was less than thrilling. Anyway, it was really dark outside the theater. In the parking lot of the theater it was hard to see. Driving home was like Hell. I mean that literally. I recently heard someone say that the word literally is being overused in the English vernacular these days. Stephen Pastis wrote that in Pearls Before Swine. Cool guy. Great strip. However, this cliche was entirely appropriate. It looked like hell outside as we drove back to the hatchery. The roads were under construction. The rain was drizzling. Not pouring down. Just making a tapping sound loud enough to annoy the Hell (is that a pun because I'm talking about being in Hell kind of) ((I don't think so)) (((I should have included the double parenthesis in the single parenthesis and then continued to include the triple in the double...damn))) out of you. The added effect of ambulances and firetrucks driving by, stopping traffic with their sirens blaring and their lights flashing really made it seem like a Hellpit. What the Hell is a Hellpit? Pulling onto Trout Place Rd. was really tricky because it was really dark. I wasn't driving. My dad was. He turned the headlights out and because there aren't very many lights here on the hatchery except for the beautiful christmas lights the Markey's tastefully covered their charming little abode with but are blocked by the large pines between the gate and the radius that they are capable of shining, it was eerily dark. EEEERY. But really neat. Really, really neat. There is a nine year-old boy in the room across form this one watching TV. I heard a commercial for Girls Gone Wild come on so I told him to turn the channel. He said, "Ok." I then heard the same commercial but at a lower volume. I was thinking earlier today about Jack and Jill. Do you think the name Jill was chosen because the author had already planned the doom of his protagonists, their descent down a hill? Or was the hill chosen as the bringer of their demise simply because it rhymed with Jill? If Jack's companion had a simpler name, Cass, for instance, perhaps the two of them might simply have had an enjoyable afternoon of chatting on the grass. No crowns broken. The same nine year-old boy in the room across from this one earlier brought the more morbid idea of the companion christened Count Sbleverus (that is not a typo) and Jack and said Count's tragic fall from Mount Everest. He then went on to explain that Jack would most probably break his pelvis upon hitting the ground...and that he'd like to meet Elvis. The way I describe this you'd think I was talking about a 5 year-old. That's not my intent. Later on in the conversation (as it was a long one) Winnie simply blew both of our minds by hypothesizing the effects of having Jill climb up the hill before Jack. Jill and Jack climbed up the _______. Tack? Iraq? Any thoughts? Mind blowing. Simply mind blowing. Now for a little slice of Mars -------> You are the white surf on my hand. You are my living reverie. You turn my rocks of pain to dust. You burn her eyes from memory. Now I've found a way to make my days Wonderful and continuing and so I thank God for his gifts Your life, your eyes, your soulful grace. 2 READ l COMMENT

Life Journal #2 [18 Oct 2006|11:52pm] [ mood | frisbee ] [ music | My Marguerite ] Welcome to the second installment of Davis' life journal. For one reason or another, my father has made the choice to keep the house air conditioner off for the week. In other words the air that regularly conditions my house is currently out of work. The term "out of work implies" that the air was fired or that there is no longer a use for it, an unintentional implication that often occurs when word choice is not carefully considered before commiting the word to the paper, or in this case, the computer screen. This lack of consideration before writing is so universal that many people enjoy, or fall prey to, its commonality everyday. In fact, it is one of the things that keeps the eraser atop a pencil in work. The eraser depends on this complete paucity of contemplation among other things for its life's work. If not for the regular occurance of this and several other errors, how would the eraser feed his children and wife. Does the eraser even have a wife? Common sense points us in the direction of no, the eraser does not have a wife. Considering this, is the same common sense applied when the question of whether or not the eraser has children? It is possible for the eraser to have once been married and have had children, or even to have had the children out of wedlock. Assuming of course that marital union is a tradition that erasers respect. To my knowledge, human beings are the only creatures capable of commiting themselves to one spouse through the elaborate ceremony known as a wedding. Perhaps the eraser is married to the pencil to which it is attached. Symbiotic relationships are common in nature between small animals and their large hosts. Might the same relationship exist between the pencil and the eraser? Without the pencil, the eraser is out of work. Without the eraser, the pencil has no room for error. What then of the perfect pencil that makes no mistakes? A thoughtful, cautionary pencil has no need for an eraser as long as it remains vigilant enough to keep from making mistakes. The eraser would not exist if it weren't for the consistency of human error (I specify human because I fail to recall any other animal that regularly uses the utencil). The pencil would and should exist even when error is not present. Especially when error is unconceivable. However, on occasions that bar mistakes, the pen seems to be the more righteous tool. Anyway, the point is that the air is off in my house and therefore it is hot. To assuage the oppressive heat particularly in my room, I made the decision to open one of my windows. I carefully weighed the yeas and nays, and in the end, my tempearture related comfort took more precedence over the fear of bugs making their way into my room and pestering me. However, looking back on the decision as few bugs fly around my head and into my monitor, I fear I may have made the wrong decision. Although opening my window and allowing these bugs to come in did allow me make the realization that bugs would be a lot less annoying if they just stayed in one spot. But no, they are not content with that. They must fly incessantly. The incessant sputter of insects, Fluttering in through my blinds, Calls to question my judgement, To surrender to heat and its kind. 3 READ l COMMENT

Life Journal # 2 [28 Sep 2006|10:39pm] So it's 10:34 and I just got out of a dip in the pool after my run. It took longer for me to finish this time (7:26) but I felt like I ran a lot faster. My dad said it's probably because I ran a different track. It's pretty exciting to run along the powerlines at night with no lights. It definitely motivates you to run faster. Frisbee elections yesterday went pretty well for me because I was elected President. My physics nine weeks test today however did not go so well. I went over just about every problem that showed up on the test the night before but I guess I have some kind of mental block becausue I could not remember how to do some of them. I suck at school a lot of the time. On the other hand, the gov prompt that I had to write an essay about today was probably the best one for me to get. I'm pretty sure I nailed it, which is good because I barely have an A in that class. I have always despised running but it really makes me feel better about things. The chorus concert was pretty good. Jennifer sang beautifully. You know when you see someone getting ready to sing and you think, that person is probably not very good at singing becase they just don't look beautiful? Then you are surprised because they actually have a really sweet, melodic voice and you feel bad for ever thinking they wouldn't sound good. Well if you don't know what I'm talking about then don't worry about it because that is not the case with Jennifer. When you look at Jenny preparing to sing, if you have never heard her before, you get the kind of opposite feeling. She looks so phenomenally prepossessing that you can only assume that in an evenhanded and just world she must have some odious, offensive voice that her arresting appearance compensates for. Again, this is not the case. We have all taken enough English classes and read enough defeatist works of literature or heard the bleak tone of an anchor's voice as he reads the name of the latest victim of some groundless act of violence, let alone experienced enough tribulations in our own lives to understand that our world is in fact less than on the level. How else could you explain the promotion of some disinterested, apathetic man who happens to have been born into money over some assiduous, diligent worker with little to no money who obviously needs the job more; the infection of a boy too poor to afford the medical procedures necessary to assuage his affliction while the rich father of an equally loved healthier boy too strongly concentrating on the jingle of the copious coins in his pockets to hear the man on the corner entreating, "Please help my sick son. It could happen to you!" as he walks into his office filled with colleagues far too similar to him for comfort; the inability of a loving daughter to cope with the suicide of her beloved mother while the estranged daughter of a mother who cares too much for her daughter to expose her to the very same world where all this is happening yells malicious wishes of misfortune into the mother's face because of her inability to realize her mother's unconditional love for her. Bad things happen to good people and good things happen to bad people. Good things happening don't foreshadow bad things to come and vice versa. There IS no assuming that everything will be equal in the end. Maybe that is why I don't belive in math. "Who says the world is fair?"- a phrase that will ring true seemingly forever. Only in such a world could such an enchantingly captivating girl posses such an equally alluring voice. .... The point is, you should hear her sing some time. I really liked the last song. It reminded me of the montage in the Lion King where Simba is running back to defeat Scar and the hyenas. Speaking of Scar, we are watching Kingdom of Heaven in European History and Jeremy Irons is in it. He is such a cool dude. It is a really good movie too. Orlando is so dreamy. I guess I'm going to eat dinner now because I'm hungry. I wish I didn't have school tomorrow, I'm not even going to be doing anythihg but I have to go. It's a crying shame. Damn you Ernesto. I am so super exciting for recording all week next week. You have no idea. Once again, thank you for caring enough about me to read all of that. I really appreciate it if you made it through the whole thing. If you tried, that's good too. You really should read the whole thing though. I look forward to hearing your shared thoughts. Silky, spinning spider-web widow, Go on and let the woman in you show, Sew, lie, and wait where you are, So lie and wait where you are. 5 READ l COMMENT

Life Journal [26 Sep 2006|07:28pm] I pledged to myself today that I will not go on AIM for a week. So, in order to keep myself entertained while doing my litjournal I decided I will update my livejournal. However, I am going to call it my Life Journal from now on. It's just as unproductive as signing on to AIM, but I feel like I need to get away from AIM. I ran a mile in 7:46 on Sunday, which is a fairly lousy time. I had to do it for my FLVS personl fitness class. Today though, I was compelled to finish the mile in a faster time. For some reason, I experienced a major increase in drive and finished it in 7:11. After no extra training or reason to actually do it, I decreased my time by 35 seconds. I was just sitting at my computer and, after signing off of AIM I might add, I felt the need to run that mile again. I guess running really is a good way to deal with stress. The point is that I am going to start running a mile every other day and posting my time. Kinda like a stress test that you folks at home can follow. All of this poetry annotation and essay-writing in Lit. has got me thinking way too much about annotating just about everything everyone says. It kind of makes sense to do because there is a reason behind everything that is said. As I listen to people talk I think to myself, "What is the underlying reason of why she said that?" But you have to keep in mind that these people are a lot different than authors and poets; their purpose is to tell me their thoughts, not make use literary devices and things that have double meanings. I guess I don't really trust that people are telling me what they really mean. I don't know why either. I have no reason to not and I wish I could just stop it becaues it makes me doubt things. And it's not because that's what I do. Au contrare, I always communicate my actual thoughts. For some reason I just assume something else is meant by what other people say or that they don't really mean it. I guess it's because I'm under the impression that there is something like truth inflation that exists. It's crazy I know. I'm a crazy guy. Frisbee meeting is tomorrow. So far the club has been extremely productive with lots of people showing up to the games on the weekends. That's what it's all about. Take that Hokey-Pokey. That was gay. We are having elections tomorrow so if you are in the club and reading this (Keith) remember to show up. Mars is recording an album over Fall Break. I'm super excited for it. The plan is to have a 19 song album by the end of it. We will then sell it for $10 so prepare yourselves. Sorry for wasting your time, and if you didn't think it was a waste of time to read all of this then you are welcome. And kind. Thank you. How could I have not known the date of today, Until queried, compelled me to find When now it loops over and over again, Forever time-stamped in my mind. 3 READ l COMMENT

Up and down.... [29 Aug 2006|07:44pm] ...we spend in all conditions For many years I've played the fool But if it's out for deception And still playing cool Like a piece of the puzzle We're so quick to salute it now Much too bored to look for There was a decorated general with a heart of gold That likened him to all the stories he told Of past battles, won and lost, and legends of old A seasoned veteran in his own time On the battlefield, he gained respectful fame With many medals of bravery and stripes to his name He grew a beard as soon as he could to cover the scars on his face And always urged his men on But on the eve of great battle with the infantry in dreams The old general tossed in his sleep and wrestled with his screaming He awoke from the night to tell what he had seen And walked slowly out of his tent All the men held tall with their chests in the air With a courage in their blood and a fire in their stare It was a great morning and they all wondered how they would fair 'Til the old general told them to go home Silky, spinnin' spider-web widow Come on and let the woman in you show Sew, lie, and wait where you are Lately I've been thinking there's a revelation to be had from a sweetly burning banana. 1 READ l COMMENT

There's a blue-eyed pretty woman... [27 Aug 2006|10:34pm] Saying things that she don't mean. Come on baby Don't you listen Lock your doors up tight tonight Cuz there's a million people dyin And there's bound to be more Learned it just from listetning To a faithful, faithful imitation Cuz we breathe in everything It's in our eyes It's in our skin Speaks the holy replication With her cheeks all sunken in A bloody nose and a plastic grin He needs a pill just to feel her insides She needs a crutch just to wake her up Ghost-eyed man and the walking dead What does feeling really feel like Diggin' up a body from a burial ground Wipe the bones off Nice and clean Mothers don't breastfeed your children With a plastic mouse And a crystal screen Now's there's more white people talking About a war that's make believe Doctor spins a word like freedom We pretend to know just what It means. 2 READ l COMMENT

Well I don't know about that [12 Jan 2006|06:32pm] [ mood | SHARK! ] [ music | this computer doesn't have sound ] Go see Aliens of the Deep at the Orlando Science Center. It's in IMAX. It has everything: romance, comedy, action, adventure, and drama. Well maybe not all of those, but it does have fake aliens...that live underwater...on Jupiter's biggest moon...Creon...or Cretian...or Cresian...I think it's actually Cronos. Anyway, go see it. It's well worth $7. 1 READ l COMMENT

This is a garden, this is a steeple.... [03 Jan 2006|10:00pm] [ mood | still libidinous ] [ music | Tearing Apart the Sky ] ...I hear the crowd before I ever hear the people. New years and Christmas were great. I got lots of cool things. I went to Georgia and launched fireworks for New Year's Eve. One of the fireworks tipped over upon launching, shot straight at the house, bounced off the roof into the suburban, and bounched off of that straight into the crowd of people that were standing in the driveway, including me. It was pretty crazy because the thing kept exploding. Anyway, Mrs. Karin got her hair singed and she almost caught on fire. Good times. She also "peed her pants" when we all threw those little snapper white things that pop at her feet. Gooooooooooooooooooooooood times. I saw a bunch of movies. Empire Strikes Back, Return of the Jedi, Fun With Dick and Jane, The Chronicles of Narnia, Streetfighter, The Godfather, Texas Chainsaw Massacre, Joe Dirt, The Longest Yard, and a few others. Other than that I slept and played Apples to Apples and Risk. I was the first person out in Risk because I made a very poor decision. That blows the hoes. O I also played ping-pong and kicked everyone's @$$es. Georgia is cool but I like Florida more because it's just a happier place. I don't know why. Maybe it's the sun. Or maybe the heat, or the lightning. But it's probably just Disney World. My birthday is coming up and I'm probably gonna have the biggest birthday party ever. If you are reading this then you're probalby invited. I need lots of money so that's all I want. I need to buy stuff. Mars is the Tyrant is fucking awesome. Ipods are cool too. So are sticky pads, the kind for your car that you put something on it and the something just sticks. Toetally awesome. O I saw The Producers also. That sucked. It was so bad that Jenny broke the chair that was infront of her. That little bitch. It was really long. But then I got my dad a birthday present from Barnes and Noble. It's a $20.00 giftcard. I sure hope he doesn't secretly have an LJ so that me saying that doesn't spoil the surprise. Sorry dad. I was not going to shave the whole year but during leadership Hayley was eating a bunch of chicken wings. So I took one and ate it. Then I asked if I could have another. She said no and that I needed to shave. So I told her I'd shave if she gave me one. I then ate the chicken wing. Then I went to lacrosse conditioning. That was fun. I'm really sore now. It blows the hoes. Shaving was really hard becaue all I was some piece of crap disposable razor. I cut myself almost a million times. I wish I got to see more people at school. It seems like I'm always just walking from class to class because I don't have time. It's depressing. Robin Hood:Prince of Thieves has a really good theme song. You should chekidow. I am now going to bed because I started writing this so that I would get tired and now that is accomplished. I applaud you if you have read this far and I hope you continue reading to the end. Only a few more lines to go! I say a few only because I have not written the lines yet therefore I have no way of knowing just how many more lines you will be reading. Anyway, goodnight I hope you had a good break from school and I hope you enjoy the time you spend at school. 5 READ l COMMENT

Discraft Chameleon: Turns Purple in the Sun [01 Jan 2006|12:49am] [ mood | libidinous ] [ music | music from the Godfather ] HAPPY FUCKING NEW 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Giving thanks. [24 Nov 2005|11:46pm] [ mood | I love this penguin, thanks J ] [ music | Digital Love ] So I guess things have been pretty crazy. That's a guesstimation. Ok if you don't understand that, but you were in Mrs. Snyder's math class then here is a little clarification. I'll do a diagram too. Ok so imagine a jar full of things. These things represent what has been happening recently in the life of yours truly. Aight, but here is the catch. You can't see directly IN the jar, so you have to "guesstimate" what's inside. So it's hard of course but cuz your view is a little messed up. Ok so it's Friday and you decide to guess. What the hell, you have nothing to lose. So you write "103" which you might think is a reasonable guess. It's definitely not. Ok then the next week comes around, and it's Monday. The teacher is going through the different entries and it turns out that you were wrong. The asian kid who sits next to you got it so he gets to keep the candy that was actually in the jar. Apparently he guessed "crazy". WTFUCK?!?¿ That's not even a fucking number!! Anyway that's pretty much how life has been the past couple weeks. I'm not sure where I last left off but uh I don't really think that's a major issue. I guess I'll start off with the week of Godspell? That was a good show. The best song was We Beseech Thee. ALthough I was watching the tape today at MIke's house and God Save the People was also pretty tight. Anyway I went to the show 2.5 times. On saturday my parents left me there so I went to the cast party thing that I wasn't invited to. I decided that crashing parties is pretty tight. Mars is the Tyrant played a little demo at that party and we have been working on a lot of stuff. That night I felt like a chauffer cuz my parents asked me to drive them to the show and then Melissa and Michael asked me to drive their car too so I was enjoying driving people around. Maybe I'll be a chauffeur when I grow up. Maybe I won't even grow up. I mean odds are I will but, crazy stuff happens. Andy Milonakis is apparently like 40? Maybe I do want to grow up. There is so much that has happened. I went to Eileen's Birthday party, I wasn't really invited there either though. Once again Mars is the Tyrant played. Well minus Michael. But I was starting to get the feeling people were getting sick of us playing everywhere. I saw Harry Potter the next day with Austin, Jenny, and Peter. It's funny cuz I don't really even know Peter. Ok well it's not really funny at all but I mean whatever. That was a good time. So uh last Thursday, which would be last week, I went to Barnie's(ey's) for open mic night. I met Stephanie, Joey, and Sarah there and I arrived with Michael. It was pretty interesting. This one guy looked like Jack Black. And sounded like him. One guy showed up late or something so the stage was empty. Joey, Michael, and I decided that we should play so thankfully I had the keyboard in my car and Mars is the Tyrant minus Dave performed The Monster. It was a hot show. Mike took his shirt off. I love it when he does that.....AWKWARD. Anyway then I got a hot chocolate for my mom before I went home. Michael told me that she would probably like the white chocolate one so I got her that. And to my surprise IT WAS FREE BECAUSE WE PLAYED AND I GUESS WHOEVER PLAYS GETS FREE STUFF!!!! Thanks to my old buddy Sean who was working there, I could be sure that it was made with love. SO then I take Mike home and give my mom her drink and she's all like, "I don't like white chocolate." And I'm like ok I'll go back and get you a regular. So I did and I got one for my dad too. It wasn't free the second time unfortunately. Joey's birthday party was really rocking. Mars is the Tyrant played there too except this time we were full!! Ping-pong was played, food was spilled, and fun was had. We watched Sideways later that night. That's a funny movie. O and Mrs. Davoli fixed us omeletes at 1 because we were hungry. They were orgasmic. Then today, thanksgiving, I ate a very filling meal at the Muller's. I also finished my damn Spaceman paper and put the Christmas tree up with ornaments. Tomorrow I'm going to GA for three days. I'm getting back Sunday and then I'm gonna watch Sin City with Stephanie. Mars is the Tyrant is going to come out with a CD soon so be on the lookout. O and when I said I was going to draw up a diagram earlier, I lied. There is no diagram to be drawn. Lately I've been thinking there's a revelation to be had in a sweetly burning banana. 4 READ l COMMENT

Franklin Gothic Medium? [09 Oct 2005|09:51pm] [ mood | barfy. ] [ music | Father talking. ] Who thinks this font looks gay? You're going to have to view this livejournal to see it, but i (Jenny) am going to have to say it doesn't look homosexual in any way. Davis begs to differ. 8 READ l COMMENT

Prepare to Jibe, Jibe HO! [03 Sep 2005|11:09pm] [ mood | tired ] [ music | Confrontation ] SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, let's get started: I had a pretty good week. I was really excited Friday though that we have a three day weekend this weekend. That' so cool. In TV Productions we finished editing our movie and it pretty much rocks ice. I really have developed a slight disliking for my chemistry teacher. She is really nice sometimes but other times, not so much. Got a 95 for the Sweetheart of Song Tra Bong video. I didn't see what was wrong with it but apparently it wasn't 100 material. I'm happy with a 95 anyway. AP Stat is easy and fun and applicable to real-life situations. AP History is a lot of fun sometimes, I like that class a lot more than I used to. Leadership is tiiiiight too because I never have to do anything except plan for dodgeball which is always a blast. After school I went home and was ready to have a tiiiiight band practice. Apparently we couldn't have it though which was majorly upsetting. Whitney was gonna come over though so that was cool, until then she couldn't anymore and again I was disappointed. So I invited some people (Chris, Ann, Lauren, Dave, and Jose....O and Keith came later but he didn't play) over for a game of poker. I cleaned everyone and won $15. Talk about a big pot. I basically got really lucky, but whateva. Then Whitney called me and told me she was coming over!!!!!!!!!!!!!!123 So then she came with Charlene and everything was chaotic. I played Charlene at pool and lost horribly. Then everyone played instruments and it was loud and my dog was going insane. We also found a fun use of the wood floor upstairs, so we put socks on and slid across it. Fun stuff. We started watching Lion King 1.5, which rocks, but Whitney and Charlene had to leave, which doesn't rock. Anyway, we stopped the movie shortly after "Quick before the hyena's COMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEe" and switched it to Comedy Central. There was this hilarious guy on Friday night stand-up. His name was Demetri Martin. You all should check him out, he's flippin hilarious. Everyone left eventually and I went to bed. This morning I got up at 9 so I could go sailing. So I showered and all that jazz and then helped my dad get the boats ready. We did that and around 10, Katie and Lauren showed up, all ready to go. So we got to Kennedy Point at 11ish. And got the boats ready for sail. The water was choppy so my dad took one of the boats for a test-spin before we all went out. We pretty much just chilled and watched him as I narrated for Katie and Lauren what was going on. "Prepare to Jibe. Jibe ho!" We saw a bench in the water by the rocks, it was pretty crazy stuff. Then we went to Bruster's and got some icecream and milkshakes. Then we prepared for the trip home and got there at like 2. Katie and Lauren left upon arriving and dad and I put the boats up. First I went to Trotwood and saw B-Mul and a bunch of kids balling up the b-ball courts. I did a considerable job of ballin the wall though I must say. Then I picked up Keith and we went to Jose's for Cactus Coffee practice. It was fun stuff. We made a song and jammed. This one bass line that Ross made up provoked us to jam for like 15 minutes straight. It was amazing stuff. Then we watched the RX Bandits DVD and Keith showed different special things that he found by rewinding certain parts of the DVD?! It was really cool though. After that I took Keith home and came home myself. I talked to Whitney on the phone for a while, I wish I could see her more. If anyone has boxes with lids on them that could be used to collect donations for the Katrina fund please let me know. Andy Hopkins' mother said that her company would double whatever amount of money we collect so please try your best to contribute to the fund. Boxes are of utmost importance. Anyway, I was gonna crash some party tonight but nobody told me where it was and I wasn't cool enough to get invited so that kinda was a flop. Speaking of flop, WS flip-flops still on sale for $12 in Mr. Rojas and Mrs. Delgado's rooms. Buy a pair. Please. I'm gonna go to bed now. Goodnight to all who have read this far. Unless of course you are reading this in like the morning or midday or afternoon even. If that is the case then you can't just...well you know that song, "catch a falling start and put it in your pocket...blah blah blah...never let it fade or whatever", well you can treat that "goodnight" as the "star" (if you will) and "put it in your pocket" you know, save it for another time. The best time would probably be right before you go to sleep. That would make the most sense. But it's entirely on you. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed. Later braZ. 4 READ l COMMENT

I'll draw your bath and I'll load your gun, but I hope so bad that you'll bathe and hunt [31 Aug 2005|09:59pm] [ mood | naughty ] [ music | I Will Follow You into the Dark ] SURPRISE! The surprise stems from the fact that the subject of this entry isn't really about what I put in the subject line. I am SUCH a sneaky guy. Anyway, today was good. David came back from the Pits today and so that was a wonderful thing. I started a Katrina relief fund last night and brought it to school. It was just a box that had Katrina Relief written on it with sharpee. Naturally, people were suspcious when I asked for them to put money in my box. As of today the fundraiser wasn't "official" but no fears! Thanks to Hayley, I know have a fund-raiser form that once I fill out will make the whole thing "official". Although people may have been scared off by the "unofficiality", I left my house with $4.00 and returned home with something like $27.53. Tomorrow I hope to improve the intake so if you are reading this please bring in money to help out the victims of hurricane Katrina. Today was the last day OLA flipflops were on sale in the cafeteria. NO WORRIES though because you can still buy them from Mr. Rojas or Mrs. Delgado. It's alllll gravy. In chemistry we did a lab. Cool. In English we didn't do anything at all, like always. In Stat we took notes and learned all about Correlation in scatterplots!!! In Leadership I made posters for dodgeball sign-ups, starting Setember 19, everyone should do that. In history we had a quiz and I think I did well on it. Finally in TV Pro we almost finished editing our silent movie. It's pretty bad but whateva. I love editing movies, it's fun. So after school I went to help out "The Higgmeister" with Keith and the recently recruited Jennifer. We saw the 6th graders perform some of Poetry Alive. Unfortunately they weren't doing the Highwayman, but The Cremation of Sam McGee. It was kinda boring. After that we went into the TV lab and didn't do what we were supposed to. Instead we watched old tapes and saw one in particular of Mike being Ultra-Pimp 3000. It was a lot of fun even though we didn't really service the community. Then I took Jennifer home and Keith and I went to Ann's to pick up the new Death Cab Cd, Plans. It's pretty tiiiight. Then I took Keith home and went to yet another float meeting. They suck. I can't say what I did because it's supposed to remain confidential in case a member of an opposing class sees. So then I came home and ate some cheese bagels and watched Yes Dear and Drew Carey. I love the episodes of Drew Carey where weird stuff is happening. The "spot what's wrong with this episode" episodes with the arrows that point it all out. They are hilarious. Anyway, I miss Whitney and I wish I got to see her more. BOOOOO THAT!!!!!! I have a chem test tomorrow but I haven't really studied. Whateva, I do what I want. O two last things that pertain to each other. Me and Mike were walking into school this morning and Mr. McDunohough stops Mike and asks him, "Hey, are you still in that band?" Mike replies saying no but that I was in it too. Then Mr. McDunohough says, "Well you guys were the best at the talent show so I was wondering if you were gonna do it again this year." Something to think about.... Then in english, Nena saw my hurricane fund box, asked if she was right in thinking I was in a band and then told me about a fund-raising concert that might be going on through SCC. That's also something to think about. Anyway, I hope you all enjoyed. Have fun. 4 READ l COMMENT

Ha, I was just typing what music I was listening to in here. [30 Aug 2005|06:16pm] [ mood | Like a piece of the puzzle ] [ music | Cut up Angels/Say 18/Truth Hits Everybody ] So I'd like to start by saying that operation "Pay Vick Back with Lauren's Money" went superbly without the slightest of defects. Now that I've gotten that off of my chest you can all let out a sigh of relief. Now for the infamous recap of the weekap (weekend). For your convenience I will format it in the most easily understandable way possible. Strap yourselves in because this is gonna be one wild ride. I know I know you are thinking, "Finally I get to use the seatbelt I installed on my computer chair last month (or whenever you installed it)" and I'm just gonna roll with it now. Friday- There was a pep really Friday and boy was it intense. The seniors had some hateful signs up that were directed at the junior class. They can go suck their own sixes. Anyway, we won the spoon race thanks to a last minute sprint from Kevin Spradlin. Way to go man. But apparently the Seniors bribed Dr. B into letting them win the Spirit Stick so now they are gonna give us sh*t all week. Whateva! So after my pep was sufficiently rallied, I went to an officer meeting for OLA. We discussed the lack of flip flop sales and decided to distribute them globally to further increase our profits. That's right, get your pair of Winter Springs flip flops today. Just go to Mr. Rojas' room and get an order form. It's only a measely $12.00. So after that enlightening meeting I think I went to Wendy's. Yeah I did. Then I went home, put up my feet....... Later, Whitney (isn't she the greatest) called to inform me that our prior plans of going to the Oviedo game might have been aggrandized by instead going putt-putting. So I went to her house and talked to her mom a bit and her brother about Yu-gi-oh. Then we picked up Keith and we ended up going to the mall after much confusion but it was still tiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight. Much fun was had by all parties. After a while we didn't know what we were doing so Whitney, Jose, and I got into my car and parked in front of Ann's house for a while. Whitney, being the wonderful person that she is, "headed the committee" of cleaning my car so I am very thankful for that. We just chilled in the car to RX Bandits and in Ann's grassy yard so that was a good time. Then Ann & Co. finally showed and we proceeded to watch High Fidelity in her house. Jokes were made, words were shouted (somewhat controversial words), and once again fun was had by all parties. Then I drove Whitney home and that was a fun trip. Then I drove Jose and Keith home and I got home late. It ain't no big thang. That was Friday. Saturday- I was supposed to work on my english project but apparently Fred didn't want to do it so we didn't do it. Because I had no project to work on, I slept til 1:11. Upon waking up and seeing the time to be 1:11 I made a wish. However, moments later I remembered, that only works when it is 11:11 and I realized I wouldn't be getting that new Hot Wheels set anytime soon. Then I powertabbed around a little and ate some food. Good stuff, food. Read some history. Boring stuff, history. Then I went to Jensen's partay and had fun. My volleyball team rocked up the court thanks to the presence of 10 time defensive MVP Michael Muller. However, this masterful athelete's skills were neutralized by the fact that IPOD man extradordinaire, Ross Beardsley, was also on the team. Ha ha ha, the other team served the ball into our side and Ross was playing with his IPOD and it just nailed him right in the face. Funny stuff. Then we had a shaving cream fight and all that jazz. Whitney and Charlene stopped by which made it even jazzier. That was some tightwork. I went home and slept. That was Saturday. Sunday- Well I woke up Sunday and called Fred about doing the project and he said he didn't want to do it but we had to. So I picked him up and we headed over to Devon's with our guitars. So at Devon's we wrote this song that was partially already made for the Things They Carried. It was a pretty tight song. The lyrics were like, sweetheart of song tra bong, why you gotta do him so wrong? You can from far away in helicopter. There were like 12 other lines but that's the only one I remember. Tiiiiight song. Devon is going to be the singer of a band when she grows up and Fred will be the lead guitarist. It was a fun time and me and Fred jammed to other stuff while Devon just filmed us. Before the whole music thing however, we were gonna have a puppet show so we made sock puppets. They were the absolute ugliest thigns I have ever seen so we changed our project idea pretty rapidly. They are still in my car I think so you should check them out if you get in my car sometime. Sorry Whitney, but yes there are already things in the back of my car again. Our "music video" was tight. I wore a beanie. Devon's dad let me borrow his guitar so it was tight. On my way out the door he even asked if I wanted to take the guitar home with me, such nice parents. Then I drove Fred home 6 long hours after we arrived. I ate a nice steak dinner with my family and my brother told us all about his plans to own a bar. He had a really cool idea for a bar so his friends and he are in the planning stages and if all goes well, it will open in 2008. I hope it all works out. Speaking of working out, I did like 65 push-ups on like Thursday and my arms ha ve been sore for like 5 days. It's absolutely pitiful. Anyway that was the weekend. Monday/Tuesday- We showed our music video and it went over pretty well. It seemed to have been enjoyed by the whole english class so that's pretty gravy. After school I had a float meeting and boy was that fun. I had to skip guitar lessons for my neighbor unfortunately so I'm out on 10 easy-made dollars. Homework blows the hoes and I wish it wouldn't be so necessary for a good grade in a class. Anyway, I got a 100% on my AP Stat test I took Friday. That was cool. I'm glad I didn't take pre-calc because math definitelyis not one of my strengths. We have to write a paper on controversial topics in English so I think I am doing mine on legalizing marijuana. That'll be good fun. Maybe I'll put a little sample of it in some other journal because I am sure you would all love to read that. Just like the ligers. Man I love baking cheese on bagels. That's all I really gotta say. I hope if you read this all you enjoyed it. If not, I'm sorry. Whitney has a soccer tournament this weekend so everyone wish her and her team good luck. Not like they need it though. If soccer was like karate and they had like belt levels in it, they would all have black belts. Because they are soccer masters. And as the old saying goes, "Soccer masters don't not do well always." 13 READ l COMMENT

You guys rock at turning keys [24 Aug 2005|06:59pm] [ mood | SHARK(P)! ] [ music | Cats in Heat/A Moment of Silence ] So good job with turning the key that opens the door to my life. Today was wonderful. I got an 83 on my chemistry test. Not too good, not too bad. Whateva! I do what I want. I went to school with $22 and came home with $1.75. I finally paid Lauren back for the $9 she let me borrow. She actually owes me a dollar though because I only had a ten to give her. So if you see her then just remind her she owes me a dollar. Anyway, then I had to pay Vick back for the $2 he let me borrow for lunch yesterday. Turns out I only had a ten, a dollar bill, and a Saskatchewon (Sacagewea) dollar coin. Yeah apparently he isn't into the whole coin dollar thing so he said I can just pay him a real dollar tomorrow. So then I thought of this great plan. I can use the dollar that Lauren is hopefully going to give me tomorrow to pay him back. Pretty damn clever huh? Then when I was selling flip-flops (which anyone who is reading this should buy) at lunch this girl actually got a pair. The dilemma however manifested itself in the 20 dollar bill she paid with. Now, because sales are kinda low at this point in time and they cost $12, we had no money in the "bag of money" to give her change with. So Nicole and I had to pitch in to give her change. I had $6 left over from lunch plus the Saskatchewon (Sacagewea) coin but because apparently this girl wasn't down with coin dollars either, Nicole had to pitch in an extra dollar making her grand total $2 and mine $6. Now you might be thinking, "What an action-packed adventure!" However, don't get me wrong, reading about it in this format makes it seems a lot more fast-paced than it actually was. Although it was a pretty rockin' time. Before that whole thing, in leadership, I brought dodgeball cuz we were gonna watch it, but we never did. I'm not sure why.....Dodgeball committee rocks by the way and you all should sign up for the dodgeball tournament if you go to WS. "Nextest" as Mrs. Reeder would say, I went to AP US History, hosted by the creator of that phrase herself. There, I wrote an outline for an essay. In TV Productions we watched A New Hope for the bajillionth time so I just slept on the big teddy bear in the corner where I sit. After school I went to ITMS with Keith and helped Doc. Higgs. make some website she had to do to "get points", whatever that means. It wasn't fun. On the upside however, I did get to see Jennifer's multi-colored handprint again, which is always a blast. So I figure making a new paragraph will spice things up a bit. Anyway, then Keith and I left and I was gonna take him home when I thought outloud to myself, "I wonder if the float meeting is still going on." To my surprise Keith said yeah probaby if it is as long as last time. So then we went because it was close to his house. We had some pizza, drank some gatorade, peeled some silver stuff off of cardboard, you know, the usual. OOOOOO. But on the way to Tara's house, the scene of the meeting, we were blasting One Day More with the windows rolled down and were bobbing our heads to it. Then this little girl who I assumed was walking home from school (I'm only assuming she could have very well been doing something else)looked into the car and wiped her hand acrosse her neck like she was cutting her throat. The IUPAC way of saying like "Cut it out!" "Turn it off!" "That's not cool!" So naturally I was just about to raise my fingers, well just my middle fingers at her but then I thought about it and decided against it. Crazy kids are all listening to Green Day these days. Whatever happened to good 'ol Les Mis. O then Keith and I had to leave Tara's to attend our "stock-holder's meeting" becaue it was "important and "prices were rising but revenues were falling" (?!?!) But as fate would have it, I parked in like the ditch of the driveway and I couldn't back out. I stalled out like 2 times and the windows were down and we were cranking Les Mis again. So Marrek heard all these sounds of distress and said, "That's stick? You can't get it out of that with stick. You want me to do it?" Now I thought this was very nice of him to say but I refused his help and I got out on the next try. Quite the adventure. So now to end on a depressing note, I was gonna do something cool with Whitney today, on account of it's the one month anniversary of our wonderful relationship. Unfortunately we were unable to do anything because we both have to study and do homework. BOOOOO THAT! But don't you worry, it's all gonna be made up for later this week. So actually I guess this is ending on a hopeful note. You know, like that part in the Lion King when Nala visits Simba in the wilderness. Then she starts hoping that he will come back and be the Lion King again. Kill Scar and the hyenas and all that jazz. That movie had a happy ending so I guess in a way it's like Star Wars: A New Hope, becaue that movie had a happy ending too. Man the Family Guy rendition of that final scene is so tiiiiiiight. 10 READ l COMMENT

What up?! [23 Aug 2005|05:24pm] [ mood | I do what I want ] [ music | Thenardier Waltz/Move! ] Aight, so I've decided to hop back on the band wagon once again. This time it's not just going to be about ligers and tigons. No, no, no. This livejournal will be the scene for some heated dicussions that will hopefully lead to many an epiphany. Well there ya go. Arrested Development comes on the 14th I think, which is in two Mondays at 8. Everyone should watch that show because it's friggin hilarious. Anyway, the more comments I get, the more likely I am to comment. So that means if you REALLY want to read about the exciting happenings that my life consists of, then please comment. You could look at it like this: Ok so you are trying to get in this room and you can't get into this room but you really, really, really want to get in. Apparently the room is locked though. So you keep trying and trying but you just can't do it. Then you look under some rock that's probably lying close by, depends on where you are standing, and you find a key. Now you can insert this key into the door and turn it. Now on the off chance it breaks, there is another key hidden on the top of the door. now you are in the room and can do whatever you want! Anyhow, in this particular metaphor, reading about my life played the part of the immovable door and your commenting of course played the part of the ever wonderful key. Wonderful performance I'd say. So that's it. Feel free to comment because I would love that. And I apologize if you read all this and found it to be a waste of your time. If you tell me I will try to make it up to you. Toodles 7 READ l COMMENT

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