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I always told people you were my least favorite dog, but that doesn’t mean that i don’t love and i will miss you so much. just sleeping at night will be hard without you rammed up against me. i’m never gonna get to hear you sing again when you have to go outside. why were you accross the street?

So, it’s been a while. and i am the only one to blame. i apologize, i have been busy. meeting with friends, relaxing, taking it easy. all very important things for me to do. this is gonna be my last post for a while, until i graduate from basic training. like, 14 weeks from now. so enjoy it. maybe? i dunno, it’s your choice. i really don’t know if anybody reads these or not. i don’t really care that much though. just a place for me to talk.

tonight’s topic: family. do you love your parents? easy question. almost everybody will immediately say yes to that. but i’m not so sure. i don’t think that love is something that can be determined simply by your relationship to a person. just because she’s your mom doesn’t mean you have to love her. it just means that she took it upon herself to raise you and teach you right and wrong. you shouldn’t feel forced to have a relationship with someone that you don’t really care about or like. my family is cool and all, but to say that i love them unconditionally is a stretch. i’ve been living with them for 18 years, so i’ve learned to put up with their minor annoyances, but at times it’s just hard to find myself meaning what i say when i tell them i love them. it’s more just that i’m telling them - not necessarily simply because they want to hear it - but because it has become standard practice to say it to your family. i’m not against the idea of family or anything, but just because they’re your family does not mean that you have to love them. you have no choice from whom you are born, and you have no choice in who your family is. you shouldn’t have to feel some way for some one who you are forced to be related to. go ahead and love your parents and siblings, that’s fine, and i support it. i do. but think about it the next time you say ‘i love you’ to them. do you really?

gah. i dislike my ability to maintain a healthy relationship. i mean, it’s still there, but damn, it could be better. all my fault. gotta pick it up. i resolve to. you heard it hear first. time to step up and be a man, sort out my priorities.

would it be a bit obsessive to call myself a proud parent? yeah, i think then things would definitely be wrong.

i love the new taste of 7-up. ever since it went ‘all natural,’ i have enjoyed the very crisp and clean taste of it. it’s hard for me to describe just how satisfied i am with their decision, but golly, they hit the nail on the head with this one. good job, you folks over at 7-up. you have my approval.

but i mean, that’s the problem with new music. it’s new and alien. you don’t know it yet. the thrill of discovery is often put off by the fact that it wasn’t exactly what you were looking for. and it’s a shame. to wait three days for your download to finish, only to be dissatisfied with what you end up getting. it’s not your fault, you had just hoped to enlarge your musical encyclopedia, but oh well. they can’t all be winners.

at the same time, however, occasionally you’ll just stumble across an album or song that just blows you away, and leads you to a magical land of discovery that makes you oh so very gleeful. but those happenings are too few and far between. it’s amazing and mind blowing to think of how much music has been made in the past however many years recording has been around. we sit in our little bubbles of protection, rarely straying out too far to find something new and completely different. i know right now, for a fact, that there is a band out there that you have never heard of that you will find absolutely amazing, but you just haven’t discovered it yet. and maybe never will. it’s a shame, but as we close doors to certain bands, it’s also closing doors on related bands, just because they’re related. if you hate fall out boy, you’ll hate panic at the disco. simple. or maybe, just because you hate fall out boy, you block out panic at the disco, never really listening to them to form your own opinion. just stereotyping and never giving them a chance. i guess i’m kinda just saying that it’s ok to step outside your own boundaries for a while and immerse yourself in something new and completely different. your old music will still be there, don’t worry. you might just find something worthwhile. i myself, however, am not without my flaws. i openly admit being hypocritical in this fashion. i do it all the time. i know i’m not perfect. but i do try my best to give new things a try, and i usually end up liking what i hear. oh well.

where’d the cheetos go? oh wait, here they are. sweet.

wo bist john galt?

and i’ve run out of steam. if you read it, thanks. if not, i don’t really care. be sure to come back now, y’all hear? tell yer friends.

i like caffeine. i like to consume drinks that have it as a main ingredient. i like the taste and the fact that they come in cans that are larger than normal, so they last longer. however, i do not always have caffeine in my bloodstream. sometimes i go a couple a days without. after a binge, if you go cold turkey you regret it. you (or at least i do) get a very large headache due to your brain yelling at you for not getting it it’s fix. after the first day i’m usually okay. but if i go without it for quite some time, or at least minor doses that don’t have any affect on me any more, the potency of caffeine will greatly increase. so here i am at 3.30 am, fairly wide awake. all thanks to the 4 shots of espresso i drank around 7 o’clock yesterday. wow, this has absolutely no point. i’m sorry if you’re still reading this, but i commend you for making it this far. way to stick in there, and thanks for believing that eventually i would make it to a point. sorry i didn’t. oh well.

my brother comes home today (friday). i don’t know when or where his flight comes in, but i have to work a large chunk of today, so i’ll probably miss the chance to go out and get him. which i always enjoy, so it’s gonna suck. he’s here for a couple of weeks before he’s gotta go again. so if you haven’t met him yet, do not waste this opportunity! and i think (at least, i think i do) that my sister is visiting also, sometime within the next month. though, that might not be as true as it once was. i hadn’t heard about it in a while, so i don’t know if it’s still happening or not. oh well. it’ll be nice to see the family again. who knows when the next time will be?

speaking of work, i told my boss the sad news today that this weekend i have to have off, same with next weekend and the weekend after that. and the weekend after that (the 27th), jason is planning a golgotha trip for the graduating seniors to head out to cedar point and enjoy our asses off. it actually sounds really fun, and i can’t wait for it. this weekend i have to graduate and have my party, next weekend i am visiting my grandpa on drummond island, and then after that (the 20th), i have a business meeting in ohio for the weekend. unfortunately, this means i’m pretty much out of a job. at the hampton, we don’t have much to do during the week. oh, of course there’s businessmen and the occasional traveler, but it’s mostly empty. the weekend is where all the business is. but there’s no holidays coming up any time soon, so there aren’t really any reasons for the hotel to be too busy. which means the housekeeping crew needn’t work as much, which means less money. during the week already i rarely work. full time has priority and seniority over me and my part time mayhem crew, and when there’s barely any work anyways, this means i don’t have to work anytime in the next three weeks. good and bad. oh well, we’ll see how it all turns out. hopefully not too bad. i can’t handle anything too stressful before i take off. i’m already nervous enough. yup. work sucks.

are you restless like me?

I just realised that one of my friends is really weird in some ways. then a few of my more adventurous synapses fired and i came to the conclusion that everybody is really, really weird, myself included. now now, there’s nothing wrong with that, i’m just saying that everybody i know makes me really mad for acting a certain way in a certain situation. it’s nothing that can be helped, i’m just highly irritable. then, for some odd reason my thoughts drifted to serial killers and another connection was formed. now, obviously not all of them did it out of anger or hate, but that they were just a bit off their rocker. however, those that did do their dark deed from sheer hate targeted specific characteristics of individuals and that’s why their are classified as serial killers. i then thought that maybe they too (and by extension, everyone else in the world) are strange in that there are some things they seen in people that make them go bonkers and light everyone up with a tommy gun. but i asked myself, if we all feel the same sort of eccentric angst, then why don’t we all copy ed gein and make lampshades out of people? aha! self control! you see, sometimes i get mad. pretty mad. at very trivial things. but they trigger me nonetheless. it always happens that the person doing it stops right before i break them in half, which is good. so i have patience. maybe those serial killers do not. why are people less patient than others? what causes them to have such a short fuse that nothing even sets it off anymore, that just living is enough reason to go out killing? were we all born with a certain amount of patience and the events in our life make it wear down? or are they just naturally screwed up? hell if i know, but damn that cake sounds good right now.

And his is shorter. Just like mine will be. soon.

So the senior breakfast wasn’t that great, except i realised that crullers are delicious! woo! then the whole convocation was boring and long, and too many people got too many scholarships. ridiculous. then the graduation day practice was really easy and unnecessary, except some of our officers didn’t understand what to do.  damn them for making me stay longer. all in all easy day, except now i have to go to work, and that sucks.

why is film for the polaroid sx-70 so expensive? $37 for 20 pictures? why?

gotta get my bike fixed, i need to stop bumming rides from people, i feel bad. stupid conscience. work should be pretty easy today, though. not very busy this weekend, i hope. just keep me going enough to pay the bills. and buy a few doughnuts. then i’ll be good.

mt. dew revolution is the best one. vote for that one.

nothing more to say, so much more to do.

I was thinking today and there’s a few people i would like to take the time to thank.

Mr. Mills: for the blog and all the lulz.

Ms. Weeks: for all the patience and understanding.

Mr. Reznor: for making great music and hating the music industry.

Mr. Spunkmeyer: for the cookies!

Mr. Pierce: for being a good guy and restoring my faith in humanity (at least a little bit).

Mr. Bob Taylor: for being understanding and forgiving.

Ice Cream: for being delicious.

yeah, i didn’t really have much of an idea coming into this, maybe i’ll edit it later and throw some more names in. don’t be offended if you’re not on here, it just means you aren’t important to me I’ll be throwing together a better, more comprehensive and sentimental list in the coming week, so stay tuned.

West Ottawa Rugby, in only it’s first year as a team, managed to secure the state championship for division III.  Can’t get much better than that.

That was saturday. Friday i worked, and now it’s sunday and i work again. Then the team is getting together for a celebration, wooo.  I have to work on Memorial Day (figures), but then i only have three days left of school before i never have to come back again. Epic.

Test.

The test is over, but i just want to keep it here because i love the way Vershwiggy Waz rolls off the tongue.