300 is so fucking tight.

This weekend was crazy.

Hanging out with Tyler, Berkely, Katie Dearmond and some guy named Evan was ridiculous amounts of fun. We should do it again real soon.

This week is gonna be shitty. I can already tell.

See you kids tomorow.

So Danny broke my car key and now I cant drive it. And he was too busy to take me to get a new one.

Oh, and now I'm grounded because I "dont take care of my things".

Goddamnit fuck that kid.

I got the new Alkaline Trio CD "Remains" and it kicks ass. The CD/DVD combo is worth buying. Go and get it right now.

Every time Kassie leaves town, I forget how much that smile can brighten up a room. And then she comes back, and I look into her eyes and catch a flash of that smile and it brightens up my day. I wish she didnt have to leave.
I just now got home. All in all, a good saturday night.

So, we finally got our Humanities project done. Me and Ben stayed in the Foods class and recorded a two-minute version of Oedipus using kitchen utensils. It kicks so much ass.

Mr. Bradford is gonna kill me for missing theatre, but this was more important.

So, tomorow will be awkward. But, yeah, you know.

Stomp the Yard kicks ass.

I wanna dance battle.

And Erin, me and Derek proved that American muscle beats little pussy foreign shit. And with a deflating tire, too.

'The Good Shepard' is the worst movie ever. 3 hours of Matt Damon looking stoic, and it never seems to end. People die without reason, and it never explained who did it or why it happened. Plus, all the chicks Matt Damon have sex with except Angelina Jolie are deaf, and we couldnt figure out why the director would make those characters deaf. ( Read more... )

Blood pressure: good
Pulse: Normal
Arithmea: No

Three Cheers for not dying!!

I went to the doctor today.
My blood pressure is 116 over 92.
I've got to go to the doctor because I not only have high blood pressure but I may have a heart arithmea.

Fuck genes.