Bon Voyage LSOB

Désolé, mais moi suis en Europe maintenant alors je ne pourrai pas écrire de nouvelles choses pendant un certain temps. Quand je retourne à la maison j'écrirai les choses que je mets en mon journal de livre ici dans mon blog aussi. au revoir!

Be back in 11 days.

Departure Time

Well this is it, my last day on American soil. I'm so glad we are leaving for France Monday morning instead of today. That should give a chance to watch Animation Domination and I was also going to see Star Wars with Dad if he gets back home from Wichita soon enough. I'm already finished packing, hopefully with my suitcase below the 44 pounds limit. All that's left to do now is wait. For months Mom has been asking me "Are you excited? Are you excited?! I would be!" I think I'm finally beginning to reach that point. You know, where I'm excited. I guess I just need to finish my packing to do list for it the feeling to settle in. Yes, excitement. Undoubtedly. Um, if I get the chance I'll post my review of the anxiously awaited Episode III: Revenge of the Sith. Blogging post may get a little sparse though now, my ancient computer at Mom's has finally bit the dust (good bye old friend). I only wish we were flying out of New York City instead of Chicago. Chicago is cool too but if you live anywhere in the midwest chances are you've been there at least a dozen times. I've only been to NYC once, it was way back in '98 I think.

"There's a wonderful world out there when we discover we don't need TV to entertain us." - VAN DRIESSEN, Beavis & Butt-head Do America

Thank god for TiVo.

Pussy Panic

Tanya has been calling a lot lately. When I go over to "her place" we usually just sit around watching TV. Mostly *shudder* Lifetime. She told me that as I continue to date that will happen more and more. Balderdash! I'd dump any girl immediately if I found out all she did was watch Lifetime. She invited me to a pool tournament last night, which sounded pretty cool, but it was about 11:30 at night and I didn't really feel like going. Don't get me wrong, I don't mind just hanging out but generally when I do it's with people I share interest with. People I like. I don't like her, and I don't know why she doesn't get that. I just don't. I think it's pretty obvious. I would just tell her to get lost but she told me how her girlfriend (weird) broke up with her and now she's so heartbroken. Also how she is terribly lonely because the pets are not good company. I just think that is strange. If I were homeless I'd just be grateful I had a place to stay, having company wouldn't even be my concern. In fact if someone left me alone with his or her house I'd just find a good book and be in fucking heaven! But she seems really dependant on others and I [sadly] don't have the balls to tell her to go fuck herself.

Thankfully, she took care of that herself. I got a text message from her that simply said "Want 2 have sex with me?” I'm a virgin and not to proud of the fact, but if I had just wanted to go around fucking every girl I had to chance to I would have gotten laid about 50 times by now. I'm extremely selective and the idea that this person who I was practically repulsed by wanted to get down and dirty blew my mind. How could she not realize I afraid of her? It was so blatantly obvious from the moment we met the more and more that we conversed the more my interest plummeted. Thinking with my little head for a moment I decided to call her back and see if she would consent to oral (hey, technically not sex). Thankfully she gruffly told me that she was not in a good mood and to call back later. Although I did not want to loose my virginity to Tanya I liked the idea of having my dick sucked. However, I also liked the idea of not getting herpes. And I know she's a freak, so when she called me back I didn't answer. I got a text message later that said – “I guess not, sorry for asking”. Hallelujah. . I had my exit. I decided then to never call her back, I'll just leave her thinking I was more freaked out by the message than I truly was and she'll never know how close I came to almost letting her play hide the salami.

Good Times

Misty's party was today. It was surreal driving over to her house past PMS. It has really changed a lot since I wandered its hallowed halls during class. The middle school actually looks newer now then it did then, they must have renovated it. She lives in a really cute cookie cutter suburban neighborhood. Joe put it best when he said the houses all looked the same. That is, nice.

At the party there was the usual party food. Except this time it was cooler because there was a cake! I ate part of her face :) We got to tour Misty's kickass art gallery and see all of her masterpieces. We sat in the living room and chatted for a long time about various topics spanning the mundane to more obscure ones. Played games etc. Joe, Cliff, and I went to BR. That was nice. It's been so long since I've had a good ice cream cone. Now I'm addicted again.

I was going to play volleyball later but I was getting kind of tired and I needed to get up bright and early for more home construction projects. Yeah I'm looking foreword to that.

Happy Older Day!

Today we celebrated Marty's birthday. There wasn't a cake with candles on it so I didn't know how old he was turning, and I didn't ask. 49 would be my guess though. To celebrate we ate at Longhorns teak house. Everyone gave him presents before we went out. Then when we got home he and Mom watched Darko. This was the first time they had seen it from start to finish though someone in our household has rented it at least three times already. To my utter amazement Mom said she enjoyed the movie. I knew Marty would. We all gave him some new workout clothing he can use on the new treadmill in the basement.

We also watched the season finale of Lost on TiVo. It was spectacular though I'm very curious as to where the show will go from here. When season two starts things are going to be entirely different.

Dorm Daze

Today Mom, Liz, Elle, and I visited the campus of my future school to tour dorms. Of course, I had already reviewed all the necessary information online and made my selection already. She insisted that I see the dormitories in meat-space before making a selection. I don't know why Liz and Elle were there. We were getting ready to leave and for some reason Liz seemed really excited about the prospect of visiting a college. She told me she was looking foreword to having orgies. I must say this caught me by surprise. Elle came because we could not leave her by alone and expect the house to be waiting for us when we returned home.

I think my mother had a hidden agenda; first of all she drives to Lawrence and KC almost every opportunity she gets to waste gas, time, and money. I like those places to but I'm not going to go there if I don't have a good reason. I'm not going to commute to marginally more metropolitan cities, on a regular basis, simply to soak in their aura. I also think she was hoping I would choose McPherson over Smith because of the cost differences. But once there I was only further convinced I liked Smith better, and she decided that it was the best fit for me too. Mom liked the meal plan because she was afraid that if I was required to do my own shopping I would crack under the pressure of Calculus, Humanities, AND making shopping lists.

In one of the dormitories that we visited a girl's only window was of a stone gray wall so someone had painted a mural of a sunset, forest, and mountains on it. At another several of the floors had warped boards and peeling paint because someone had set off the automatic sprinkler system.

Dad and I returned later that evening to jog the campus. It's very hilly, so it's quite a workout, even if you just walk. He showed me all the halls and we went inside the one where he attended Law school classes. We visited the World War II memorial and we tried to go to the Union but it was closed. It’s strange to think I’ll actually be attending school at the place I always took field trips to when I was a kid in elementary school. Like to visit the planetarium or see museums. This time the field trip will never end.

Yep, Not Much Happening Today

I woke up around 10:30 to a "Hello? Hello? Hello?! HELLO?!" the realtor had sent a photographer in to snap pictures and video of our house. She almost saw me naked, which would have been dangerous because you know, morning wood; could have poked an eye out. I groggily changed and met her. I think I freaked her out. She probably heard the door creaking and thought there was a burglar in the house or something. I showed to woman around while she snapped photos of all the bedrooms and most presentable areas. While she took pictures I gazed at her butt, as she bent over to get some good shots, and I idly considered making a pass at her. She was just a plain woman, definitely not MILF material or anything but like I said, morning wood. Whaddya gonna do? Oh yeah, gag.

Speaking of figurative wood, I saw Tanya at Wal-Mart today when I was shopping for a plastic tarp I could throw over the carpet in the basement while we paint. I guess you really wouldn't call it shopping if you come with the intent and the funs to purchase a single item; but I did glance at some of those energy saving spiral light bulbs as well.

Anyway Tanya, you remember her right? Frighteningly ghetto girl who sat behind me in Freshman Composition (before I moved next to the airfoce dude and police guy). I helped her with he homework assignments on a few occasions but decided not to write her paper for her because of the whole "teach a man to fish thing". Okay, I was lazy. Stupid too, could have made 200 bucks. Always wanted a reindeer herd...

So I see Tanya on the other side of a cart full of discount items and crap. I glance over at her because I can see her black bra through her pink...top-fuck I don't know what girls call their shirts anymore, too many types! - I keep on walking minding my own business and she catches up to me. Only then do I realize it's her. I'm not clever enough to come up with an escape line. She tells me that her friend Kimmy and her father have taken off somewhere Las Vegas maybe and left her as house sitter and dog sitter. A generous offer, seeing as how she is currently between homes. She asks for my phone number and realizing my only chance to get back home before dinner got cold and Stargate SG-1 was over I agreed. I did not expect her to call me as soon as she did. We talked for about half an hour, and the more I talked to her the more I realized we had nothing whatsoever in common. And of course, the more she liked me and enjoyed my company. We talked about all the shows I love and she hates, all the movies she wants to see that I think are moronic, and all the qualities she WAS looking for in a guy that I didn’t have. We even talked about how a girl can be a lesbian one day, then change her clothes and just decide to be straight the next, and be positive that she is not bisexual or just desperately lonely. Oh dear lord, why me?

Limeny Snackit: A Bunch of Fucked Up Shit

When Lemony Snicket's A Series of Unfortunate Events first came out in theaters, I vaguely recall taking an interest in it but eventually deciding because of my limited time and budge it probably was not worth my time. Besides, it's just another stupid children’s movie right? Wrong. This movie is good! Well, decent at least. Mom and Marty originally rented it just so Elle would have something to watch but in the end we were all gathered in the living room watching it. It was a good movie because the dialogue was humorous and of course, Jim Carrey. Actually, the movie had a lot of star power. I'm not one to focus on the actors instead of the story (which was bizarre, Improbable Events is more like it) but I kept seeing a lot of familiar faces pop up. I feel I need to admit this, I'm strongly attracted to Emily Browning, she has nice lips, and yeah I know I'm a pervert. At least I'm not as bad as those '03 guys who kept showing up at our graduation parties. "I used to be cool in high school". Anyway, vastly entertaining film. I know Lemony has written other books, hope to see them become movies in the future as well. This movie was so fucking weird, how is it I've never heard of the books by now? The whole thing is very Goth; this movie probably has a cult following similar to those who like The Nightmare Before Christmas way back when. Mom made me a delicious lemon cake for graduation. It was absolutely delectable, I enjoyed eating it while I watched this film and sipped a lime coke.

"You put the lime in the coke, you nut and drink em' both together. Wow, this is coke: with lime!" - TV

A Cellebration

Just got back for Jo e and Deans' graduation party. The party was at his house way out on the outskirts of town, it's surrounded by it's own little forest and so I call it Endor. It was pretty cool; lots of people were there. The food was great; we played foosball, listened to music, and burnt things. The four of us that were still there in the wee hours of the morning played Game-cube in the den. Except for Marie who was somewhere out in the woods, perhaps to flânez or look for more star constellations.

Graduating Class of '05

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Today was the graduation ceremony for our high school. I'm still a little bummed that I was not able to return my cap and gown for a refund. I discovered Derrick's shinny gold gown hanging in his closet. It was the only thing still left in their and it looked as pristine as the day he wore it last about 5 years ago. I suppose I should be grateful I kept mine, who know someday I might want it. It could make a decent Halloween costume; with a little make up I could be like a zombie-high-school-graduate. Or not. I'll probably end up using it to wax my car in three years. That hat looks cooler on than it does when you're actually wearing it. I can see now why so many throw theirs.

I changed into my cap and gown and Mom drove me over to the Exposition Center and I wandered around for a few minutes until I realized that only the spectators were supposed to go in through the entrance up the giant steps. I went back outside, down the steps and reenter the cavernous room where all of the graduates were lining up. We were all issued numbers based upon alphabetical order, but since I was late getting in I didn't have time to find my proper place, so I just slipped into the line behind Jason.

I was concerned that as they called the seniors up to the stage to receive their diploma that when they called my name I wouldn't be able to get to the front in time because they were going row by row. Luckily I realized before they got to my name that I was not the only one out of place, so to compensate the faculty was listing the names of all the students in the rows just prior to being called foreword. A saw Dad later in the day and he told me that he came and had the opportunity to see me get my faux diploma but he didn't stay to meet me afterwards; probably because he was afraid he'd bump into Mom there. Weak.
When it was my turn I went up to the stage and got some type of certificate for redeeming my diploma at a later time. For whatever reasons the official documents had been kept at the school's counseling center and office. So once again, I'm forced to go back to the school sometime this summer and pick it up. Told you I couldn't escape.

Escaping the parking lot turned out to be a challenge as well. I saw a lot of people with nice new cars, some probably as graduation gifts. It kind of pissed me off that a few of my classmates were getting scholarships to prestigious schools as well as shinny new cars, but I forgot about it later when we got to McDonalds and I was able to enjoy some chicken selects. I bet no one else got to do that.....
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I took quite a few pictures with my digital camera today; eventually I'll get around to posting a select few of them.

Online Matchmaking

Internet dating is interesting. It's very different from just bumping into someone and then hitting it off because you get to review information about the person before asking them out. The most unusual, and perhaps frustrating thing about meeting girls online is because the ones with profiles I like always live really far away. I have never contacted a local girl before, judging by their profiles I could tell it would probably be a waste of time. That said, you would assume in the opposite situation a person whom you'd never be interested in would also not be interested in you. However, I've been contacted by quite a few girls whose profiles I disagreed with so vehemently I almost vomited. And yet still they seemed interested, so nice guy that I am (everyone deserves a chance) I've gone out with these people. No sparks. I can't for the life of me understand why some of these people contact me, is it just because of looks? Did they even READ my profile and see how dissimilar we are? Well anyway, it's not that these people are bad but in most cases there just can be no chemistry between us and it always shocks me when they don't initially recognize this. As for the people I am interested in, like I said, they live far away. In one of the best examples, VERY far away. I met a girl online a few months ago and for the most part we've really hit it off. We've maintained contact for quite a while now, and I've even helped her with her homework. She lives in England and we IM each other almost daily. I've seen her picture and she's seen mine but so far no voice or webcam chat yet (she lost her mic, and no cam). I used a website to calculate the distance between here and Manchester and I think it was nearly 5,000 miles. So she's not exactly my next-door neighbor. But who knows, we may still meet someday. I met Olivia on Match.com in a rather sneaky and cheap way. However, Match isn't the first online service I've used. I also have an Occupied account, which I mainly use for fun quizzes and I also have an eharmony account. If you're curious about how that went take a look at this: Unable To Match

EHarmony is based upon a complex matching system developed through extensive research with married couples. One of the requirements for successful matching is that participants to fall within certain defined profiles. If we find that we will not be able to match a user using these profiles, we feel it is only fair to inform them early in the process.

We are so convinced of the importance of creating compatible matches to help people establish happy, lasting relationships that we sometimes choose not to provide service rather than risk an uncertain match.

Unfortunately, we are not able to make our profiles work for you. Our matching model could not accurately predict with whom you would be best matched. This occurs for about 20% of potential users, so 1 in 5 people simply will not benefit from our service. We hope that you understand, and we regret our inability to provide service for you at this time.

You can still receive your free Personality Profile by clicking here.



By analyzing your answers to the Relationship Questionnaire we have created the following Personality Profile. Everyone has a set of subconscious wants and desires that drive their choices and attitudes. By asking you questions about a wide range of emotional issues, this report has established general patterns in your values.
Some of the following information may seem inaccurate or incomplete. Remember, that this profile is a snapshot of your personality at a specific moment. It is not intended as an in-depth analysis of your complete being, but as a tool to aid in self-discovery.


You will take issue and not shy away from confrontation when others disagree with how you feel or think.


Some see you as cautious, but once you decide upon an action you can be direct and demanding.


You can be quite cautious and not trust people you don't know. Once you get to know them you can be warm and disarming.


You are tenacious and will make things happen even when faced with many obstacles.


You are the type of person who gets things done and gets them done right. Often you can be intense and have a tendency of forcing your way of doing things on others.


You have a natural enthusiasm for the activities you prefer. Because of your enthusiasm, you may forget that others have different wants and needs.


You have a high interest in the new, the unusual and the adventurous. You may also be curious and have a wide range of interests, preferring an ever-changing environment.


You don't actively seek out conflict; however, you will confront those who stand between you and what you want to happen.


You respect those who win out against the odds and show persistence. You set high goals for yourself and others.


Your primary social strategy is making things happen and happen now. Usually very active, you thrive on challenge. When the going gets tough, you get going.


In social situations, you prefer variety, adventure and the unusual. You may lose interest if you feel a situation is becoming routine. As a result, you must be kept busy and involved with making things happen.


You can get so involved with an activity that you take charge, and this can frustrate others. You don't mean to take charge, it's just
Each person has a unique way of communicating. We use a combination of body language, facial _expression, verbal tone and word choice to share ourselves with others. The following statements offer a look at the natural behavior you bring to an interpersonal relationship.

Having a variety of results at stake brings out the best in you. Your great strength is in directing yourself and others toward specific activities results.


Your high ego traits coupled with impatience may have others read you as arrogant at times. Others only appreciate this when they understand that you need quick results, challenges and competition.


You have a natural competitive style. It is important for you to feed that competitive spirit, while also showing more patience with those who choose not to be so competitive.


You are active in the things you do and in your communication. Your rapid mental activity becomes apparent when, rather than listening to others, you will be thinking of what you might say next.


You may lack empathy and hurt the feelings of others without realizing it--this is not intentional.


Not having a climate of challenges and competition may cause you to create such a climate. You perform best under pressure, and may assume that others want the same...your assumption is not always true.
Verify that the message is understood.


Support results, not the person, if you agree.


Ask specific questions--preferably "WHAT" questions.


Present ideas logically--be efficient.


Motivate and persuade by referring to objectives and RESULTS.


Be on time.


Be ready at the exact time.


Expect acceptance without many questions or objections.


Take issue with the facts, not the person, if you disagree.


Attempt to isolate from interruptions.


Provide options, rather than opinions.

Verify that the message is understood.


Support results, not the person, if you agree.


Ask specific questions--preferably "WHAT" questions.


Present ideas logically--be efficient.


Motivate and persuade by referring to objectives and RESULTS.


Be on time.


Be ready at the exact time.


Expect acceptance without many questions or objections.


Take issue with the facts, not the person, if you disagree.


Attempt to isolate from interruptions.


Provide options, rather than opinions.

Verify that the message is understood.


Support results, not the person, if you agree.


Ask specific questions--preferably "WHAT" questions.


Present ideas logically--be efficient.


Motivate and persuade by referring to objectives and RESULTS.


Be on time.


Be ready at the exact time.


Expect acceptance without many questions or objections.


Take issue with the facts, not the person, if you disagree.


Attempt to isolate from interruptions.


Provide options, rather than opinions.
Following are some of the specific strengths and/or personal characteristics that you bring to a relationship. These may form the foundations of many of your friendships and dealings with other people. Some will seem obvious, but others may surprise you. Take a moment to reflect on each and consider what role it may have played in your past successes, and even failures.
You place a high value on being direct and honest when expressing thoughts and feelings.


You have the ability to juggle lots of time demands simultaneously.


You tend to be tenacious about solving problems, not liking to give up until something is resolved.


You like to take the initiative when something needs to be done.


You tend to excite others into getting involved with your interests.


You like to initiate new activities.


You have a quick wit and a great sense of humor.


You generally don't like to back away from a challenge.


You like to take action and see that things get done.


You enjoy situations where you can demonstrate your skill or mastery of a subject.


You tend to enjoy life and share that enjoyment with others.


You like to analyze problems and discuss their possible solutions before taking action.
In general, human beings are defined by their needs and individuals by their wants. Your emotional wants are especially important when establishing with whom you are compatible. While answering the Relationship Questionnaire you established a pattern of basic, subconscious wants. This section of the report was produced by analyzing those patterns. Our wants change as we mature and obtain our life goals. You may find it valuable to revisit this section periodically to see how your wants have changed.

You may want:

An audience to perform to and entertain.


Freedom from detail.


Activities involving contact with many people.


Equal relations with others.


A friendly, favorable social environment.


Many activities, so there is never a dull moment.


Others to work and play as hard as you do.


Acceptance in a variety of groups.


As much travel as possible: short trips, long trips and excursions.


Social recognition of your accomplishments.


Others to "catch up" to your speed of doing things.


Support of your ideas and dreams.

When I first met Emma I suggested we use blogs as a way to communicate but she thinks that they are not private enough. So I guess it would be unwise to post all of our correspondence here.....for now. I'd say for the most part the EHarmony profile is correct. Another great thing about the end of school is that now I can finally talk with Emma more. Her country is 6 hours ahead of mine. That means when I got home from school and used the computer around 4:00 PM it was 10:00 pm there. Or as she would say 22:00.

The Last Day

Today is my final day of high school. This time, it truly is. Technically seniors did not have to return on Monday but I did because I still need to take my Advanced Placement Chemistry, and French 4 final exams.

I finished my finals then left around lunchtime to go to the bank. Mom had the foresight to prepare graduation announcements, and so as a result I had received several very nice cards in the mail, some with checks inside. I cashed the checks and used them to pay the school’s office the money I owed from the band fundraiser. Along time ago I signed up to sale candy bars etc. to help raise money for a trip to Colorado. I lost the envelope containing the money and by the time it turned up first semester had ended and I was no longer in the class. Nobody ever notified me about the disappearance of this cash and so I figured, no point in letting it go to waste. I used the fundraiser money to fund my frequent lunches at Taco Bueno. A few weeks prior to graduation I received a note stating that if the money didn’t turn up that I would not be issued a diploma. A horrifying though, all that work for nothing? No way! So I scrambled to find the money, a difficult task now that I had been fired. Thankfully, the conGRADulations cards began arriving just in time. My friends and relatives will never know just how much their small contribution has helped me.

Also, I needed to return my combination lock and textbook return form to receive my $20.00 rebate. After standing in line for two hours-this is not an exaggeration- I reached the desk at the front of the auditorium and handed the teacher my form. It was “Kirby”. *Sigh* Of course, the big pink blob didn’t believe I had only two classes remaining the second semester so I had to return to the counselors office after all that to have a copy of my class schedule printed out. Even then, I discovered I still needed a signature for Holland. However, every time I visited our spacious band room he was not there. Thankfully, Mr. T; strangely reasonable teacher that he is, was kind enough to sign my form in place of our never present conductor. I was concerned she still would not accept the signature since T as not my actual band instructor but fortunately when I returned to the desk (this time the long line of students was gone) Kirby was not there. Instead I gave it one of the counselors who accepted my form after a quick glance and awarded me with a beautiful crisp new bill. An excellent way to start off the summer.

I’m tired of high school, and I’m glad it’s over. I’m tired of being treated like I’m in diapers even if I’m not always as mature as I’d like to be. I’m ready to be on my own; I think I have been for some time now. The thing I will miss most about high school is the same thing I will miss most about work. The girls. Really. I mean, I’m sure there will be some hotties in college and probably a few office babes after that but never again will I be surrounded by so much sexiness. . . . . If you thought I’d miss my friends the most you’re wrong. The vast majority of them save just a couple will be attending the same college, as I will. It’s almost like packing up and moving an entire clique with you, a lot of these guys I’ve known since they actually were in diapers. Okay, maybe Pull-Ups. I guess just can’t escape them huh?

Under Cyberspace Construction. Again.

Have you noticed something about my blog? Of course you have. The side bar is back on the side! Whew, that only took five months to get around to fixing. There is still work to be done however: (1)The post title headings need to be changed beck form snot to their brilliant cerulean. (2) The "ETD" (estimated time till death) countdown clock needs to be put back up to constantly remind me how I'm wasting my life, and wasting even more time by recording it here. (3)Most importantly I need to publish all the sloppy drafts I have made for the month of May so I [and you] and look back and see what has transpired over this exciting month.

Stay tuned.

"Success always occurs in private, and failure in full view." - of Murphy's Laws

Under Construction In Meat Space Too

As I may have stated earlier in my blog. Dad is trying to sell our old house. We discovered a major problem in the basement though. A leaky pipe has caused the ceiling to bulge significantly in one corner. Our solution is to remove the ceiling, have a plumber fix the pipes and then replace the drywall. We will probably purchase new Sheetrock and stuff from Home Depot and do it ourselves but someone else is going to have to take care of the plumbing of course, it's going to be a major ordeal. The last estimate we received was about $3,000 to make repairs. That's 3,000 we probably won't have until we sell the house. We won't sell the house if the buyer finds out about this problem. Quite a catch-22. On the bright side, the rest of the house is really coming together; it's the nicest it has ever looked so it is kind of a shame that we have to sell it now. All of the carpets have been steamed. Most of the walls have been repainted. We have a new refrigerator, oven, microwave, stove top and marble counter top. As for the outside, the wrought iron fence has been repaired and the new sprinkler system is doing a great job of keeping the grass nice and green. But along with the piping in the basement we also need a new roof. So yeah, lot of work ahead.

Now I hate Him Too

Remember that election way back when? Well I'm one of the few in the sate probably in the country who chose to vote outside the box. I voted for Ralph Nader and his running mate Peter Camejo. They were my top choice for a long time. I sat by and listened while Republicans and Democrats tossed insults back and forth. At some point-generally early on-the debates always quickly turned from political disputes to preschool like name-calling. I didn't really like Bush or Kerry. Kerry was my very distant second choice and just below him Bush. So it was difficult for me to feel too much sympathy for either party. (Republicans during such quibbles because they seemed so moronic that they couldn't fight back, and democrats after the elections because they were such pathetic losers). I never really understood why people hated, or loved Bush so much but now I do. I'm not saying I ready to join the Donkey party but Bush is really starting to piss me off. Here's how:
1. The Kyoto protocol, it would have helped protect the environment by cutting back on greenhouse gas emissions. Most industrialized countries went along with it, except for largest producers of them. Guess who?
2. His stance on embryonic stem cell research. The greatest hope for millions of people with incurable diseases is facing set backs because of this. What’s more important the life of a young child who is ill, or a frozen embryo that may never even grow into a baby?
3. His tax plans are hurting the people who can’t afford it, and helping those who don’t need a break
4. He spends our governments budget like a drunken Oprah, his plan for saving the economy isn’t working but for some reason he is still sticking with it.
He supports ClearPlay, in other words blatant censorship

Believe it or not there are a few things I agree with him on though, but I'm not really in the mood to state those know. If I were to make a chart weighing the pros and cons of having him as our president it wouldn't look good for Dubbya.

What's In Your Bowl?

Here is a list of my top ten cereals:

1. Cinnamon Toast Crunch
2. Lucky Charms
3. Cocoa Krispies
4. Lucky Charms
5. Rice Krispies
6. Frosted Flakes
7. Corn Flakes
8. Fruity Pebbles
9. Fruit Loops
10. Frosted Cheerios

A good cereal should be healthy (the cornflakes are pretty healthy if you get the Total king; and 2% milk is probably better for you than whole. But skim milk taste nasty). It should make the milk taste good once all the cereal is gone. It should taste good even in the absence of milk and most importantly it shouldn’t give you digestive problems. Hence why Life didn’t make the list. Do a Google search for what Life cereal does to you if you don’t know already.

Alien Summer

I just finished watching Alien Planet on The Discovery Channel. It was weird but all together, very enjoyable. Ah, the final frontier. It’s endlessly entertaining isn’t it? As any avid science fiction fan will tell you summer is the best month for us. I still haven’t seen The Hitchhiker’s Guide to The Galaxy but I know when I do I won’t be disappointed. I also watched the entire animated Clone Wars shorts on Cartoon Network. Raise your hand if you’re excited about Star Wars: Episode 3. I’m excited about Revenge of the Sith. I am very excited. Also excited about the War of the Worlds remake coming out. It’s got a lot of Hollywood star power, so I’ll be really pissed off if it sucks. God, I love summer!!!

A Mans Work Is Never Done

Things to do:
1. Get high school textbook return bribe
2. Sell college text book back to book store
3. Clean out locker
4. Take AP Chem. final exam
5. Make copies of passport and submit to trip supervisor
6. Get refund for horrible fucking yearbook - Xerox signatures then white out ones in
6. Vandalize school (spray paint, fire, hammer or COMBO!)

Yes I realize there are two 6s. It's kind of an "or else" situation.

So. . .

Did anyone else catch the Xbox 360 thing? I missed most of it due to school work. I'll have to check out MTV.com later, when I have the time. Never.

What I Did Learn:
The Xbox has a new moronic vertical design. vertical platforms are stupid.
It's wireless, that's cool.
Bad ass graphics, as expected.
The Killers performed, that was nice but not really related.

Slump

Yeah, yeah I'm back. It's 12:58, I'm getting ready to hit the hay. Before I do I decided I would force myself (and believe you me I FORCED) to write in my blog. I need to get back into the habbit. I used to blog daily, back when nothing interesting really happened. Now that I'm busy, I never find the time.

I'm getting to the point where I don't give a fuck about high school any more. I just don't. I went to AP Chem this morning and we performed a not so interesting but, useful expiremnt for determing the concentration of stuff by titration. I spent most of the time actually pinching myself to stay awake and everynow and then staring at Mr. Anderson with my Huh?-Face. He'd say "Did you get that?" and I'd just nod my head. During the lab I had fun making Jackie giggle and confused by making sexual inuendo regarding science equipment. That's always fun.

Funny thing about homework: sometimes I never get around to doing it. En francais we were supposed to write an essay about....something. I wasn't payiing attention. I told myself I would do it the night it was assigned but opted instead to watch ID4 for the 453rd time and then watch a handyman accidnetally saw off his fingers on Mad TV. Then I promised myself I would do it during my extremely long lunch period that I am allowed because i dropped my 11-12 class. INSTEAD, I went to lunch with Ty, Ike and Phillip. Finally ate at that Chinese place. The crunchy-yet-soft-fried-chip-like-twisty-things were okay I guess. The seasme chciken had a bit too much sauce on it though. The floor there gives the patron the amazing ability to slide and glide, just like Gumby!

Later, with my homework still not finished I was about to go to class and face the music when Dean invided me to join him at Panera for another lunch. Lazy bastard that I am, I agreed. Met up with Christopher and Misty there. After the KC field trip last tuesday I developed an addiction to Paninis, so once again I was able to indulge myself with the sweet taste of smoked turkey and crispy bacon. Mmmm TWO different kinds of meat.....an embarassing situation ensued. I accidentally tossed half of my sandwich away. As far as my unemployed ass is concered Panera is a pricey dining establishment. So pulled a Zoidberg and immedaitely went to work digging it back out again. No way I'm letting half of a $7.00 sandwich go to waste. I got a couple of strange looks from people but I told the woman next to me I had accidentally thrown away my cellphone.

Now for the post meal entertainemnt. It was Misty's birthday, and for this special occasion she wanted a special gift: to get pierced. Down under. Well not quite "DOWN THERE", but you know closer to the border. Christopher paid as a gift to her. We were not alowed back in the room where the piercing took place (strange) but we got to watch from outside the door. When the woman stuck the needle through Misty's bellybutton she didn't even flinch. I was truly impeesed. They would have had to pry me off the cieling. She seemed fine afterwards but judging by the way she walked nd sat in the car I'm guessing it still hurt a little. It was cool because we also got to look at examples of tattoos. Some had naked chicks. Truly a facinating spectacle. Maybe one day. . . . .no maybe not.

AADHD

An Asinine Dumb Hellish Drug.

A couple weeks ago I finally decided to see a doctor regarding a problem that teachers, parents, and nearly everyone has been bitching about since I began school. I started off taking 36 mg of Concerta that I felt made little hardly notable improvements. Then the dosage was bumped up to 45 mg every morning, this had they same effect as the 36 but made me really drowsy in the afternoon. Then I started taking a 54 mg dose that makes me feel exhausted the entire day because my heart is always pounding. It makes me extremely lethargic and by 6:00 I'm struggling to keep my eyes open even with a 10 mg generic Ritalin dosage at lunchtime. My conclusion: medication is not good for you. I've quit taking all of them and now I have three orange prescription med tubs on my desk that I never plan on opening again. Don’t suppose anyone would be interested in purchasing this crap from me? At least the doctor I met with was a pretty cool guy.

Part Time Panic

I've decided the best new job choices for me would be @
A) UPS: Pros - They have a high starting pay, medical benefits for part time employees, hours available practically around the clock Cons - they never have any position available within 30 miles it would be prohibitively expensive to commute, assuming I even got hired which is unlikely
B) Sears: Pros - my uncle works there, because of networking this is pretty much my best shot Cons - Not a good as UPS not as Cool as Hastings
C) Internships: Pros - high pay, less frantic scheduling Cons - I have summer school, can't work 9-5 scratch that
D)Pizza Hut: Pros - I'll smell like greasy pizza Cons - I'll smell like greasy pizza
E) Barnes & Noble Pros- Books are cool, nice atmosphere Cons - Huge ass stack of apps thanks to every bored soccer mom in town, lots of competition. Everyone who works there now is an anus.
F) FedEd: Pros - Probably like UPS Cons - I know nothing about them right now
G) Various Campus Jobs Pros- close by, I can do homework Cons-Hmmm, I can't really think of any but when compared to the pros at UPS anything less feels kinda like a con now.....

And Then there are alternative ways to make money. I decided to sell all those stupid old Animorph books I have on e-bay. Surely someone is naive enough to buy my junk. I've gotten lots of hits on the page I posted but only one bid so far. If they don't cover shipping I'll have to actually pay someone to take this HEAVY collection off of my hands. I tired to sell my seamen. I'm a smart, good looking young guy with a high (probably) sperm count. Who wouldn't want my manjam? I tired to find a sperm bank but the nearest one is in Wichita or Kansas City. I talked to someone in a chat using EBay's live help feature and.....Apparently I can't sell my seamen.

I'm still not desparetly low on cash or anything but I'll probably blow a lot in Paris and I want to be ready for the start of college. Oh well, I'm sure I've got other junk lying around somewhere that I can sell to someone for a painfully low price. At least I got $0.40 cents for joing Paypal.

A Day For Mom

Today is Mothers Day, I bought mom some of her favorite flowers [roses] in her favorite color [yellow]. Then when wtached TV and drank Crystal Light pink lemondae. Fun for all!

Frank or Beans?

I did not attend the prom, thankfully, but I did go to the post-prom celebration that was a lot more fun than I initially expected. The only reason I regret not attending the earlier prom was because I was not able to obtain one of those round plastic glowing multi-colored-raver-necklaces. I found one on the floor in the gym but it had stopped glowing.

Saw lots of people I knew at the post-prom: Brendan, Ty, Rob, and Dean. Phillip, Rohtak, even AJ who I thought had graduated. Actually he did, but I think his date invited him so he was allowed to come back. I knew just about everyone there, with the exception of some juniors. There were a plethora of events one could participate in. A giant inflatable mountain had been set up in the gymnasium. Climbers-one on either side- slipped into harnesses and raced each other to the top of the mountain and then back down. I climbed the plastic summit four times and won every time, of course [no one climbs better than I do]. At every event students had the opportunity to win tickets, which would be exchanged for fabulous prizes at the end of the night-morning. I spent most of my time in the secondary gym that the wresters practiced in, before they filled in our smelly pool with cement and covered the area with mats. For the post prom the smaller upstairs gym had been filled with tables were faculty and mostly volunteers worked as dealers in a sort of faux-casino. There was Blackjack, Roulette, and Craps (It’s called crap because you loose the most chips in this game). It was a great learning experience for me because prior to this I didn’t know how to play any card games other than computer solitaire and 52-pickup (It is 52 right? Cards in a deck?). Sadly, there was no strip poker.

At one of the blackjack tables a girl caught me peering down her shirt (she was stacked, you should have been there) and instead of smacking me told me that she was actually flattered, and glad someone noticed. I should have just said, “I have a car and a stack of condoms. Lets fuck right now.” But of course, I’m way too polite for that. Did feel her up though. I got the chance to talk with Rosa, which was really nice. I haven’t seen her much since I got fired; she said that she missed me that was sweet. I think she is one of the few people I miss from that hellish fire-beast of corporate America. At around 4:00 AM they started wrapping things up, there was a dance competition, limbo contest, and drawing. All of which I was not present to attend...but I didn’t walk away empty-handed however. I won three 2-Liter bottles of pop: 1 Pepsi, 1 Diet Pepsi, and 1 Mountain Dew. All with Star Wars characters on them. Score. I also won three $5.00 gift certificates to the Launch pad. So I guess I’ll be able to continue eating lunch after school ends. At least for a while then it’s back to begging my parents to go to the store. All together the stuff I won cost more than the ticket so I guess you could say I made a profit, and yeah had fun too. Though I wish I had won the I-pod or the car! Maybe if I had gotten to the school earlier. I took several pictures but the flashless feature doesn't work as great as I thought it would. Oh well, you get what you pay for.

Originally we planned to have the post-prom in one of the huge expo rooms at the town’s performance arts place. There were scheduling problems however so the school was unable to get it. I had completely forgotten about this so I drove there first, luckily a police officer was there to tell me about the relocation. It was kind of funny when I saw the cop, he was sitting on the steps with a guy half dressed in a tuxedo, and guy was clearly inebriated. When I approached to ask the cop about the post prom’s location he tried to take off. The police officer asked the kid where he was going and the kid said to get his wallet. Then the cop picked up his wallet that was sitting in-between them and said “It’s right here.” That gave me some amusement for the dive back to the school.

Wrapping Up

I've been really busy lately, hence the lack of posts. But I'm happy to say that my hectic schedule is coming to an end. Last weekend I slept through the filming of the senior video so unfortunately I won't be in the montage of photos they show at graduation with music. My first college class is officially over! I passed Freshman Composition, and by passed I mean aced. I was thrilled to discover that I had earned an A in Mr. Byrds class. He was a really great teacher and I think I learned a lot in it. At first I looked at the class only as a requirement that I needed to get out of the way but now I realize how important it will be to future college courses. I'm clad I had composition first. I've enrolled in summer school so after I get back from France I'll have one more class at WU before leaving home. I've decided to take Sociololgy because it's part of the general education program and because I never had the opportunity to take it in high school even though I really wanted to. I took the Advanced Placement French exam last Monday. Hopefully my scores will be high enough to earn college credit for it. The part where we read a short story and answered questions about it was easy an so was the speaking part, unfortunately I always get really nervous on tests. For writing parts, my anxiety makes it difficult but sometimes I can overcome this disadvantage if I try to relax and think slowly. I completely fucked up the oral part though. After I left the counseling center I realized how simple the questions were and had I been less stressed out it would have been easier.

A Series Of miscellaneous Events

Dad actually considered an FBI job but decided he was too old for it.

I washed my car and waxed my car.

I want to buy one of those Mr. Clean things.

Someone has been robbing MME Walsh's money box for candy sales.

Called Derrick and his message said he couldn't answer because he was at a Maroon 5 concert-I think, he's finally developed musical taste, why didn't he invite me?-turns out it was an inside joke. Derrick hates "that kind of music"

Derrick's roommate got a puppy.

The Family Guy retunred to TV (old news?) at some moment they were so blatantly offensive even I was tempted to cover my mouth in shock.
Now I have hope for The Lone Gunmen, Firefly, Sliders and Futurama.

The Place With The Best Laminated Card, and the worst prices.

Never one to waste time I have immediately gone to work looking for a new job. When it comes time for me to head back into to Magical World of Minimum Wage I want to have a new job all lined up. I went to Hastings (was ALWAYS my first choice, even before I got my Best Buy job) and filled out one of their computerized employment applications, then I filled out several apps at West Side Mall. One for Dillard’s, Electronics Boutique or “EB”, The Jones Store and J.C. Penny’s. I wanted to apply at the 6 Movie Theaters in the mall but because of the new 14 Cinema that opened down the street it has closed. Probably a good thing too, it was starting to become really dilapidated. It will probably become sort of a hotel for bums and hobos. AJ says that if they leave the seats in crack-heads and heroin addicts will continue to come, sit in the seats, and stare at the screen wide eyed and drooling.

So I left the mall and headed West towards the brand-spanking new 14 Movies. There was a now hiring sign on a neaMcDonald'salds. I drove past. I have no intention of coming home smelling of French fires each night unless significant portions of those fries have gone into my mouth. I arrived at the theaters to find only a few cars in the lot. That did not necessarily mean business was not good, it was 4:00 p on a weekday. Not exactly peak ticket sales time. I went inside the shinny, new, and empty lobby to get an application and saw Gillian leaning oh so seductively on the counter in front of a popcorn machine. I don’t know why but every time I see her lean body and that flirtatious smile of hers I just want to fuck her. Maybe it’s just because she seems so innocent and corruptible, she’s not necessarily all that hot. Strange reason to be attracted to someone isn't it?

She asked me how things were going now that I had been fired. I didn’t really appreciate this seeing as how there were two other guys standing next to her behind the snack bar counter. Luckily none of them turned out to be a manager. Gillian told me that the movie theaters were not hiring because instead of getting new employees they just moved everyone from the "Old Druggie Motel" to this New Environmental Eyesore near the governors estate.

So I left the movie theater with no job. I passed a Blockbuster video on my way back to Fair Lawn, and filled out an application there. Two application actually, one for rentals, and one for a job. I made some small talk with one of the employees about the greatness of Barq’s Red Cream Soda (I thought sharing a common interest would help me get my foot in the door), picked up Hotel Rwanda and left.

My quest for a job may have proved fruitless but at least I did get a good movie. It wasn’t the type of movie I would normally rent. To depressing. The last movie I saw with Dan Cheadle in it was Mission to Mars. Naturally, I surprised by his versatility. All of the acting in Hotel Rwanda was superb, and even though the movie was not exactly uplifting, it was undeniably a great film. I think I might have cried during it (though it might have been my eye just watering, not sure). For those of you who don't know, Hotel Rwanda is essentially like Schindler's List only in Africa. The plots are very similar. Watching the film made me want to be a better person. So I suppose my gas wasting trip down The Street That Smells Like Steak in search of employment had one positive outcome: a brilliant movie [overpriced] rental.

Cautiously Canned

I needed to make up a science lab in AP Chem. Today. Our results were nowhere near the ones the majority of the class produced. So I stayed after school with Jackie and Mr. Anderson and redid the titration lab. Apparently you can determine the concentration of Vitamin C in orange juice when comparing the number of droplets it take to change and acid/base indicator’s color to the number of drops from a solution with a set known concentration of vitamin C. Mildly interesting stuff? I had originally planned to stay only 20 minutes than head to Best Buy for work. After all, the experiment didn't take long to perform. However we had problems printing out some data on from the graphing calculator. Mr. Anderson seemed to really want me to stick around and watch the data transfer and printing process. So I did.

Long story short I was 15 minutes late to work. The company has a policy where you can’t be that late more than once within 90 days so I had to sit through a lame speech about consequences blah blah blah. Anyway I was late about three weeks earlier because I missed my turn on 29th street and got lost. As a result I got fired. They asked me for an explanation but given the severity of the situation, they took me to the chew-out room. I assumed that regardless of my situation they were not going to let me keep my job so I just said it was personal and refused. There was an extra manager on standby, I guess so if I became angry and punched her there would be a witness. It was Mr. Timmy-4-Eyes. The bastard who had previously interviewed me three times but rejected me each time until I said my knew someone who worked there (actually my Mom knew him).

As I drove home I realized, all the things I would miss about my job. The hot girls in tight khakis. The discounts. The hot girls with big boobs. The free doughnuts at the early morning meetings. All the hot girls I worked with. Okay I guess that’s about it. I really hated that job and I’ve been meaning to quit but never quite got around to it. Still, it was a mistake. I should have quit on my own instead of being fired. Then at least when I filled out an application at a better place I could have put Imperfect Purchase down as a reference. It was for the best though; with all of the stuff going on in my life right now I really don’t have time to work. Scheduling would have been hectic. It would have been different every week for at least the next six weeks. With long gaps during which I could not work at all or spaced out in four small chunks throughout various times on the same day. Experience tells me that the managers and scheduling system at the store are not quite flexible for that. In the meantime the discount problem won’t bother me so much. One hour after I got fired I went home and made a long list of everything I could see myself purchasing, or anything that I had intended to buy but hadn’t gotten around to. Then I came back and bought it for less than half of what the public would have been able to. Seriously, I’m set for life. When I left the store with my shopping cart people probably thought I was stocking up for the apocalypse. You see, after firing an employee the managers have to contact the human resources director who works outside the store. The phone line was busy on the managers’ first attempts so they’ll have to wait a few days till they can disable my employee discount number. Clever huh? Well. I deserve it of course. Now if you don’t mind I’m going to enjoy this Red Hot Chili Pepper’s Greatest Hits CD with my new street style noise canceling headphones with airplane adapter while I install my new optical USB laptop mouse and drink my one of 20 twenty-ounce bottles of Mr. Pibb (.70 cents!)

When the time comes, sometime this summer, I will have to find a new job and that search is going to be a bitch. At least this time I’ll be less desperate and have a batter idea of what I’m looking for. All I need is to make friends with someone whom works at a place I’m interested it in. Ya know, do some networking. Unfortunately most of my friends are unemployed . . . . . at least I’ll have plenty of free time to meet new people now! LOL, and thanks to my cautious spending habbits I've saved up almost a thousand dollars to spend this summer. With no bills, that's more tahn enough to live comfortably!

The Most Creative Title

So MME Walsh stopped by to discuss the French trip details with Mom today. Of course my mother unloaded on her and me numerous concerns, mostly medical but plenty that weren't. It was decided early on that either mom would go or I would be not both at the same time. Every vacation that I can recall where the two of us have been in a confined space goes wrong. We generally canÂ’t go more than 5 minutes without vehemently disagreeing on something. Of course these deputes always impact me a lot more than they do her. Complaining and demanding is a casual hobby for Mom and so it wears me down a lot more than her. I'm not even sure how she finds material to become angry over most of the time but she is good at it. DonÂ’t get me wrong, I love my mother but in most cases weÂ’re just not compatible. Actually thatÂ’s the case with most people, I really like to keep to myself and I prefer to do things my own way at my own pace. This pisses a lot of people off. Understandably my mother is one of the largest causes of discord. ItÂ’s difficult to try o be independent when you depend on someone else so heavily. Especially when the person are so dependant on makes arcane rules, regulations, and restrictions on nearly everything. I think our relationship will probably improve greatly once I move out on my own but at the moment things are always on thin ice.

Fill In

Today was pretty cool. Our French class took a field trip to the Nelson-Atkins museum in Kansas City. There were only odd period classes today because of our high school’s block schedule, and since I’m a senior with most of my requirements for graduation taken care of, I only need have two classes this semester: Advanced Placement Chemistry and French 4 (periods 2 and 4) ergo, I didn’t need to go to school today. However, who would pass up a free trip to Kansas City? So I went. We saw some works of art spanning an impressive number of centuries and countries. They had fascinating artifacts from Ancient Egypt and entire rooms that were cool because you could walk inside them and feel as if you had actually traveled back in time. It was kind of like a 19th century Nebraska Furniture Mart. The museum also had a full suit of armor and some really great oil paintings.

I rode to KC in the red van with Ami (her father drove) and I sat in the back with the annoying guild of Christian-Choir-Girls. The usual pain of riding with the CCC was intensified by the presence of Molly Ringwalds evil twin who is probably the most snide, irritable girl I’ve ever met. And yet, I can’t help but feel a strong sense of sexual tension between us *shrug* what can I say; even the ladies who hate me love me. I guess I’m just that fucking hot.

After our visit to the museum we ate at a really nice bakery called Napoleons something. I had previously never heard of the place but the food was really fantastic so next time I come to KC I’ll have to go back there.

On the way back I decided to ride in the gray bus with the excstudents Hugo et Bruno (Alex) The CCC leader has given them a group name “les garçons méchants”. I don’t know why but they seem to think this is really fitting. I just found it amusing. They are pretty funny too, scared the teacher when she got in the van. They remind me of a European version of Beavis & Butthead, not because they’re stupid (I’ve got no reason to think that) just because they are a dynamic duo that is really funny. I’ll never forget the time we had to name body parts in class and he said pénis. With the é. So technically it was a translated word. I just went with “les dents” aka teeth. It’s easy to remember because of that disgusting hard gum that comes in a foil package: Dentyne Ice.