The Recap...
*sighs* Another year gone...let's see what happened in this one shall we?
Well, big changes for me this year. I graduated high school. Whoop-de-doo. Something tells me I inadvertently did everything to STOP that from happening without knowing what I was doing, yet I still managed to scrape my way through. Trademark me...that's gonna become a pattern if I'm not careful...
So let's see. After dragging myself through high school, it was off to the school of "love, peace, and an identity crisis" (referring to the name change from CWRU to CASE and the shooting that happened out there). Well, it started out damn good. I started making friends, and classes went decently. Then it all went to hell in a few places. I got a job, I started to GROW UP, but I think I'm still just a kid in too many places for my own good...
I suppose it's time for end-of-year shoutouts to all the people that have really kept me alive over the past 12 months, so here goes...
Tony: What can I say that already hasn't been said before man? I might be 700 miles away, but that isn't coming close to stopping me from considering you one of the best friends I've ever had. Yeah I know I blow my stack at you over the small things from time to time, but I'm damn glad that you've been around. That and I'd like to say thanks, considering that three years ago we couldn't stand each other (remember those days?). Hang in there and eventually all the hell will go away...
Cletus: Y'know, between adamantly claiming that S-Video cables do NOT belong in car stereos and three years of VICA, I'd say we've been through a hell of a lot in the last four and a half years. All right, so I'll finally acknowledge that you've got an arm, but you're not gettin off as easy as you'd think. Wherever you end up next year pal, carry those medals we won. That and remember that because of us, some teacher at Wayzata High School is still tearing his hair out and praying that we didn't train anyone to follow us. Now go drink some soup and it's "time to make some magic!"
Alex: GET A FRIGGIN HAIRCUT ALREADY! Seriously man, you've grown a lot since I first met you. It's been seven years, and I don't think I've ever stopped laughing. I keep telling myself that one of these days we'll both grow up and become responsible and productive adults, and then I look at who I'm talking about. You're gonna do fine man. You're gonna do fine. Just don't get too addicted to poker.
Adam: Let's see. I could take several cheap shots at the Vikings right now, but I already covered that earlier, and I'm not gonna shoot my mouth off anymore until the Pack actually PLAY this Sunday. Just remember to stay exactly the way you are, but don't forget to occasionally vary the length of your hair. Oh and update your blog now and then too wouldya?
Shir: Well, we made it out into the world. Between all the shit we've been through together and all the advice I've gotten from you, it's been one hell of a ride. You're always going to be the one I turn to first when I run into trouble, because I know that you've got a far better head on your shoulders than I do. Keep following that dream, and don't forget the good old days.
And now time for the other set of Spartans.
John: You're an asshole man, but I think that's what makes us get along so damn well. Don't run off on me now man; I don't think I can handle any more CASE on my own. Hang in there; eventually things will work themselves out. That and eventually, Microsoft'll come to their senses and learn how to publish a WORKING operating system (but that one's just wishful thinking). If you DO decide to part ways, stay in touch...or I'll killl ya.
Matt: W00t for walking into Guitar Center and jamming there for an hour and a half in the middle of finals week! Between SAGES and our collective issues with the opposite sex, you've been really easy to relate to. We don't have any classes together this semester (so sue me for being an engineer), but you'd better not forget to come down and jam once in a while. I can't play "Johnny B. Goode" on my own man!
The Taft House 2nd Floor Corner: You guys rock. Nuff said.
EVERYBODY ELSE: Sorry I couldn't think of anything more specific for everyone else, but I really appreciate you guys (and girls) being a part of my life, and if it makes you feel any better, I didn't include my family in this entry, so don't feel left out.
So yeah in a nutshell, that's been my 2003. Something tells me that '04 isn't going to be much better...it's just going to be 23 hours, 56 minutes LONGER than '03 has been. *shrug* I guess I'll just take it as it comes (like I always do).
Right. Line me up for my champagne and let's get this New Year's thing over with shall we?
Well, big changes for me this year. I graduated high school. Whoop-de-doo. Something tells me I inadvertently did everything to STOP that from happening without knowing what I was doing, yet I still managed to scrape my way through. Trademark me...that's gonna become a pattern if I'm not careful...
So let's see. After dragging myself through high school, it was off to the school of "love, peace, and an identity crisis" (referring to the name change from CWRU to CASE and the shooting that happened out there). Well, it started out damn good. I started making friends, and classes went decently. Then it all went to hell in a few places. I got a job, I started to GROW UP, but I think I'm still just a kid in too many places for my own good...
I suppose it's time for end-of-year shoutouts to all the people that have really kept me alive over the past 12 months, so here goes...
Tony: What can I say that already hasn't been said before man? I might be 700 miles away, but that isn't coming close to stopping me from considering you one of the best friends I've ever had. Yeah I know I blow my stack at you over the small things from time to time, but I'm damn glad that you've been around. That and I'd like to say thanks, considering that three years ago we couldn't stand each other (remember those days?). Hang in there and eventually all the hell will go away...
Cletus: Y'know, between adamantly claiming that S-Video cables do NOT belong in car stereos and three years of VICA, I'd say we've been through a hell of a lot in the last four and a half years. All right, so I'll finally acknowledge that you've got an arm, but you're not gettin off as easy as you'd think. Wherever you end up next year pal, carry those medals we won. That and remember that because of us, some teacher at Wayzata High School is still tearing his hair out and praying that we didn't train anyone to follow us. Now go drink some soup and it's "time to make some magic!"
Alex: GET A FRIGGIN HAIRCUT ALREADY! Seriously man, you've grown a lot since I first met you. It's been seven years, and I don't think I've ever stopped laughing. I keep telling myself that one of these days we'll both grow up and become responsible and productive adults, and then I look at who I'm talking about. You're gonna do fine man. You're gonna do fine. Just don't get too addicted to poker.
Adam: Let's see. I could take several cheap shots at the Vikings right now, but I already covered that earlier, and I'm not gonna shoot my mouth off anymore until the Pack actually PLAY this Sunday. Just remember to stay exactly the way you are, but don't forget to occasionally vary the length of your hair. Oh and update your blog now and then too wouldya?
Shir: Well, we made it out into the world. Between all the shit we've been through together and all the advice I've gotten from you, it's been one hell of a ride. You're always going to be the one I turn to first when I run into trouble, because I know that you've got a far better head on your shoulders than I do. Keep following that dream, and don't forget the good old days.
And now time for the other set of Spartans.
John: You're an asshole man, but I think that's what makes us get along so damn well. Don't run off on me now man; I don't think I can handle any more CASE on my own. Hang in there; eventually things will work themselves out. That and eventually, Microsoft'll come to their senses and learn how to publish a WORKING operating system (but that one's just wishful thinking). If you DO decide to part ways, stay in touch...or I'll killl ya.
Matt: W00t for walking into Guitar Center and jamming there for an hour and a half in the middle of finals week! Between SAGES and our collective issues with the opposite sex, you've been really easy to relate to. We don't have any classes together this semester (so sue me for being an engineer), but you'd better not forget to come down and jam once in a while. I can't play "Johnny B. Goode" on my own man!
The Taft House 2nd Floor Corner: You guys rock. Nuff said.
EVERYBODY ELSE: Sorry I couldn't think of anything more specific for everyone else, but I really appreciate you guys (and girls) being a part of my life, and if it makes you feel any better, I didn't include my family in this entry, so don't feel left out.
So yeah in a nutshell, that's been my 2003. Something tells me that '04 isn't going to be much better...it's just going to be 23 hours, 56 minutes LONGER than '03 has been. *shrug* I guess I'll just take it as it comes (like I always do).
Right. Line me up for my champagne and let's get this New Year's thing over with shall we?