Friday, April 01, 2005

Toot my horn.


I know you are all proud. My teeth look amazingly white... and I have a slight AZN look to me. Other than that, I totally am happy with it.

Today was a good day. I found it interesting that I managed to survive the entire day with just one short nap in AP Calculus, after not retiring to my bed until around 2:00 AM. I haven't gone to bed before 2 for the past 3 nights, and my 6:30 AM wake up call has left me drained. Note to self: Get some sleep this weekend. Four hours or less each night is not going to cut it.

In other news, Katie and Julia effectively broke my iPod yesterday. They turned it off, and couldn't wake it up again-- the touch wheel and all the buttons just didn't feel like working, apparently. The "hold" wasn't on, either... I checked. Luckily for those two, it was summoned back to life when I hooked it up to the charger at my house. It still had half a charge left, so it wasn't the battery, either. If any more stuff like this happens, I am sending off for a new one. My only other complaint is that the photo-viewing flashware could use a zoom and re-name function to aid with organization efforts. In all other regards, I am perfectly pleased with its performance. Feel free to stop by my house at any time with your music and give me good music to put on it. I've only got like... 22 GBs left, so get it in soon. Ha.

April is a ticking time-bomb, like my stomach after drinking a glass of month old milk. Hell week for the show, two weekends of shows, followed by Huntsville's prom with a certain Meg Ingram, and then my own prom with a certain Jessica Grace Taylor. April will be hott. The show and prom will be especially hott.

An Eevnftul Few Dyas...

Tonight-- abridged version. 3.. 2... 1... GO! Soccer game tonight. Patrick's debut. Played well. Not perfect. Bobby was impressed. Good smarts and sight. Too fat for soccer still. Looking forward to the next game.

The show is going well, although I have expressed concern, both vocally and not, at the ability of a few inexperienced (and questionably cast) members of this show to actually hold an audience member's attention while on stage. A few of these people seem to have no skeletal system, no concept of body tension or facial expression, and couldn't do a step-drag if their mother's life depended on it. Nevertheless, this show is going to be amazing, and I will be amazing, and my costume will be amazing, and everything onstage the same time as me will be amazing. I will make sure of it. If you share the light with me at any time during this production and feel that you aren't living up to the title of "amazing," please approach me or someone that actually knows what they are doing and demand immediate assistance from them. It will be much easier to do this, than for one of us to call you out. I am loud, and I know for damn sure that John and Viv are loud also. Make this easy for yourself. However, I am preaching to the choir... every reader of this blog that I am aware of isn't having a problem. Maybe I should print this out and post it in the choir room. I suppose not, that would be less than tactful, and OF COURSE, below me.

School is going well, with the exception of AP Calculus. The concepts aren't at all difficult, but my lack of discipline in the class showed last 9 weeks with an impressive 69. Way to go, FG. I made a resolution to my parents to improve this pitiful situation, and of course, where do I find myself? The exact same place--very little homework done, and me composing a post on my 10-reader-blog. Oh well... I will graduate, regardless of what happens in that class. I will get higher than an 80 on the exam, guaranteed.

Moving on, I have realized how very little time I have left in high school. I find this revelation exciting-- this summer has incomprehensible potential. The prospect of an undetermined senior trip, two weeks of camp, possible trip to Wakarusa, and a large amount of time spent on the water at Lake Guntersville gets my juices flowing in all the right places. This summer shall be glorious, filled with adrenaline and love-making. Mostly adrenaline. OK. All adrenaline, most likely no love-making. Those interested in love-making, leave your e-mail in a comment and I will contact you with details about the required preliminary weigh-in. My perverse excuse for humor makes me sick. I apologize. [I am lying. Screw you.]

WARNING: ANTI-CLIMATIC ENDING APPROACHING!

Well, my fans demand a published entry, and I shall do my best to please them. Enjoy your evening, and have a wonderful Friday. I love you all.

...Pictures are coming...

Sunday, March 27, 2005


Credit card. Posted by Hello