"It's like one of those old school Flintstones popsicles!"

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April 22nd 2002- Eric here. Oh that little kid was such a punk!! He rode by first and was all like "psht" acting like Rachel's car was a piece of crap, and granted, its not BMW or anything but still! We were trying to make it better, so i yelled out somethin to him, i dont remember what, and he yelled something back, to which i retorted something along the lines of "i hope your mother gets cancer and dies!!" Okay, i really didnt say that, honestly. At least i dont think i did. Chris will have to verify. But he was actin all cool like "my bike cost more than that car!" And then rachel got into it, and she was screaming "you wanna bet!? comon! bet me!" this was all good natured by the way, we werent getting mad or anything, it was just us being stupid and childish. But the kid kept coming back!! He kept riding around talking about how he had a 97 nissan or civic, and how he could out run us, and then how he had seven bikes, and i asked him what the hell he needed seven bikes for, and then he said that all of those cost more money than Rachel's car, and then had the gall to say that he could beat me in a race between his bike and my car, or maybe it was his car, but he was only 14 so amazingly he could drive legally, or so he would have us believe. But there was alot of loud talking and taunting, its good that i can still taunt little pre teens or whatever they are. I havnt done it in a long time, i was beginning to worry that i was out of practice. Okay i dont think ive done it since i was like 16 or something, but you know. It was kinda fun, and this kid had it coming. We werent being mean, he was just bein a lil punk. I wonder if that kid called that cop that apparently was in front of chris' house. And i dont know if latex house paint works on cars but who knows, i think if she gets some clear coat spray enamel then all shall be good with the world, and her car, but ive never done that to a car, so there ya go. It felt kind of fun and crazy though, people driving by "look ma! that boy's paiting him some car with some of that there house paint!!" No we dont live in the deep south, but we do have those crazy hillbilly neighbors. we actually do have some, right behind us. They make bonfires in their yard and burn beer boxes, and when they dont have any beer boxes to burn, they use the small barbeque grill and just put alot of fuel on it and have the flames reach about 2 feet high. And then sometimes they bring their tv out next to the fire. And then sometimes, they burn virgins. But thats just what i hear, ive never seen them actually burn virgins. Ive seen them burn very promiscuous women before, but nobody complains about that. I wonder why. You would think that they would complain more, being promiscuous women and such, but perhaps it is the STD's raging through their bodies that make them burn o so bright. You know that children's lullaby, "Star bright, star bright, the first burning promiscuous woman i see tonight, i wish i may, i wish i might, meet me some unburned promiscuous woman who'll say 'ALRIGHT!'" Ah how many lovely nights my mother would sing that to me as i faded off to sleep, to dream of lollipop flowers and banana nut bread cobblestone streets, on which beautifuly sweet prostitutes made of gingerbread swing their frosting covered hips and seduce young carrot cake men. Those dreams are why i am not allowed in any of the local pastry shops. Wow, i am freakishly hungry. I think i had a small bag of combo's at noon. And its now almost 7!! But i went on this awesome field trip in my design class to this place called Leftovers ETC, and its this place where you pay them five buck for a big bag, or three bucks for a small bag, and whatever you can get in there, its yours. And they had all kinds of stuff, i got so much neat stuff, this big cool can, i dont know what it is. All these neat lables, oh and ALL KINDS Of cool baby doll heads (ive been making wire babies, pictures to come soon in the artwork section) and i dont even know what all i got. I hope my parents go away for the weekend so i can spend the entire time cleaning my room. Why must they go away for me to do that? So i can throw everythin in the hall and work throughout the night with the tv on or loud music and such. Thats always helpful. I stayed up twice a few nights ago trying to get my artwork done, HEY!! My pictures should be ready!! YAY! But Catherine isnt working, so sad. She works at the walgreen's photo desk, i do believe i mentioned that before, and things are going great. She's really fun and doesnt think im wierd. Okay, i think she thinks im wierd, but in that good way. And its really fun hanging out with her and such, we went and saw Frailty the other night, very very strange movie, good, but very strange. I dont know if she liked it, she said next time she is picking the movie. Which is okay with me, i think we have the same tastes. Unless she wants to watch one of those faces of death movies and make out while watching it, that would be really wierd. Not that i wouldnt make out with her, i would just feel odd afterwards. Okay anyway, im gonna have a heart attack right now so i really need to talk to Chris!! He can help me! It isnt a bad thing! ITs a great thing!

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April 22nd 2002 - It was Kim's birthday yesterday, she's 22 now. So we all hung out at her and Liz's new apartment that I helped them move into and it was all fun and happy. My parents came back on Saturday night and everything is roughly back to normal except that I'm still dizzy, but I'm taking the new drug evil doctor man gave me so maybe it'll go away in a couple more days, or at least lessen in intensity. Rachel still thinks it's such a horrible thing to prescribe drugs without even seeing me, and isn't sure I have an inner ear infection because she had a couple when she was younger and her ears hurt a whole lot. Mine don't exactly hurt, but I still have the whole being dizzy thing, plus severe pain behind my eyes and head/neck aches. Whatever, who knows what's wrong with me. So Rachel came over today to help me take my car to the Honda dealership. Since it was colder today my car wasn't doing the whole "not starting" thing, even though it was doing it last night when it was cold! So the Honda dealership can't exactly fix something they can't see happening. They 'think' they know what it is, but I told them to keep my car overnight anyway. Whoever reads this don't know Rachel, so I'll explain that her car looks pretty cracked out. She's gotten into multiple accidents and the inside of her car looks far worse. For some reason, around 98-99, she decided that she was going to let people write on her car with permanent colored fabric markers I think it was. So there are funny sayings, drawings, you name it ALL over the inside of her car on the dashboard, the ceiling, the doors, it's pretty bad looking. Well, now after many years, Rachel finally decided she wanted to get all the paint-like stuff off so we came back to my house and we used all kinds of cleaning products but nothing really worked. Then we tried Paint Thinner, which actually did work, but we are probably all mentally brain dead now, and the thinner ate through every latex glove we put on our hands, and it still didn't get 'all' the marker off, it pretty much smeared it. It looks 'way' better than it did, but you can still kind of tell it was there. Her trunk was also pretty messed up looking because Liz and Toya had used spray paint on her trunk while they were really drunk. Her car is white btw, and they used red and silver paint on the trunk. Eric luckily came along and used some white latex house paint and painted her trunk so now that looked a little better as well. The hilarious thing that happened which Eric knows more about because he was participating in it was a stupid little kid on a bike who was giving us shit about Rachel's car and Eric and Rachel were being really harassing back to the kid. It was really funny, as long as the kid doesn't come back and blow up my house. Whew, think that's everything. I should totally be doing homework. - chris

"And now there's a cop infront of my house?!"

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April 19th 2002 - Medications are evil. I love how my doctor wants to use me as a guinea pig for new prescriptions. Maybe he gets a bonus every time someone goes to pick up their new meds or something. Anyhow, my doctor did end up calling me back (seven hours later!) and he prescribed me some random medicine antibiotic without even seeing me. What med would that be? It's called Levaquin. First off, I'm not taking this drug. Why? Because I've got a lot of neuroses that cause me to be able to do all kinds of funny things to my body with my mind, I believe Eric refers to it as psychosomatic. So I don't exactly know for certain if this drug would have done all kinds of creepy shit to me or if it was just my mind doing it, but still, not going to take it. These reasons are that this drug really does have all kinds of possible horrible side effects. I looked online and found message boards filled with people who are forever and completely debilitated by this drug. A main side effect these people talked about was random tendon RUPTURE!! Pardon me, but I'd take dizziness and headaches over my tendons rupturing for no reason ANY DAY! Plus the pharmacist (I hate them too) said to take it with plenty of water. What he 'didn't' say is that you're supposed to drink 8 f-ing glasses of water!! Throw in all kinds of 'other' horrible side effects including severe sun exposure reactions and psychotic episodes and it's just the best drug ever! So after taking the first dose (before I knew about it), I kind of freaked out and had to call everyone I knew just to keep my mind off of what evil things might happen to me if I was in fact either allergic to this fancy new drug (brethren to the drug that cures ANTHRAX!), or if happy side effects occured. Well, the next day while hanging out with Morgan, she agreed completely that I shouldn't take the drugs after reading the same things I did and I called my doctor and asked if I could change my prescription to something that I know I can take and is still an antibiotic such as Amoxicillin. He said sure (again not even seeing me to tell what's wrong with me) and called in the prescription. Geez, maybe I should tell him I have cancer and have him prescribe me some medicinal marijuana. So yeah, my doctor kind of sucks and everyone seems to agree with that assessment. New news is that Toya came over and we hung out for like 6 hours the other night and we were really bored and looked a whole lot at hotornot.com. She was curious as to how she would do so we put her picture up. How, I don't know, but she got me to put a picture up too (that picture that I don't like in the pictures section when I tried to spike my hair). Absolutely hilarious thing is that I checked it this morning and I was rated a 9 (out of 10)! That made me laugh a whole lot and Toya seemed to enjoy it as well. Later however, people were just being mean and giving me a whole lot of 1's so that brought my score down to an 8.4. Either way, even though I may or may not be cute, I have way too many things going on in my head to ever be able to have a boyfriend. Toya swears that 'everyone' has mind things wrong with them, but I'm not so sure. Other than that, my week of having the house to myself is coming to an end tomorrow as my parents come back from Dominican Republic. Since I couldn't enjoy the week without them (because I was dizzy and stuff), I'm glad they're coming back so that I can at least organize the things I need to do around them now. I definitely need to take my car in ('again!') because it's doing this annoying thing where it doesn't want to start if it's hot outside. WTF?! And it's only the beginning of summer. With as much money as I'm spending on my damned car, I could have gotten a newer better one! Preferably one of those electric/gas cars so I wouldn't need to buy as much gas. - chris

"'Give a man a fish, he'll eat for a day. Teach a man to fish, and he'll sit in a boat and drink beer all day.' - one of the daily quotes on The Screen Savers"

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April 15th 2002 - I hate my life (OR) "Listen to me bitch". The first time in a while that I actually have the house all to myself for an entire WEEK because my parents went to the Dominican Republic of all places and I can't even enjoy it! Why? Because I'm the nexus for which all horrible odd diseases and/or health problems gravitate toward! Starting last monday I started getting dizzy. The last time I got dizzy like this was my own fault because I accidentally jammed a q-tip into my left ear, ouch. Well, no q-tips involved on this one, just pure and utter RANDOMNESS. I figured it was probably allergies since just last December I found out I'm allergic to every f-ing thing under the sun all of a sudden! So I take some over the counter meds, kind of work, not really. Then I keep getting dizzy, feeling light headed, almost as if my ears are clogged, like I'm going to faint but don't, you get the gist. It completely sucks and it won't go away no matter how many actual prescription meds I take. So, I suffer through this for a week and hope to God that it goes away. NOPE! Still happening. I finally called the doctor today because I'm so annoyed with this dizzy thing that I figure a week of suffering through it is enough for anyone and they're just kind of, well, being doctors. The nurse/receptionist told me that she would talk to the doctor and see if he wants to see me or if he's just going to call in a prescription based purely on what I told him. I personally believe that's a horrible thing to do, but anyway. They 'still' haven't called me back and that was probably almost 6 hours ago! Technically their office is now actually closed so who knows if they're actually going to help me. Bastards. So yeah, it's not fun since I can't even walk around my house because I just feel like I'm going to faint, or fall over, and I can't even drive (well) because dizziness and driving just don't mix (go fig!). The kicker is that I have so much homework due really soon, like that 15 page autobiography due Friday, that I can't even focus on it because I'm more concerned with my own health than good grades at this moment. It just plain sucks that I can't skip class so who knows how fun that's going to be. Well, if I don't end up killing myself out of aggravation, I hope to add more to the site soon. Here's to hoping! The 'other' thing that sucks is that I'm now out of a job since the rink season is finally over and we finished cleaning up and painting the rink, and I just had to pay $274.23 for my car because it sounded really bad (like there was no muffler) even though I just 'got' a new muffler. It was actually something called a resonator or something, a really long pipe that goes the length of the car and connects to the muffler I think. Anyway, that an an oil change. I hate mechanics! - chris

"I would clean the house but I don't want to impale myself with the mop."

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April 7th 2002-Hey everybody! Its eric here, and in a better mood, i was kind of upset about aol in that last rant. Oh why does no one ever check our website!?! Why oh why, what a world, what a world. Maybe its because my last rant was so angry and you read it and thought "wow, that child is mad!" and you decided to never ever see the site again, oh please come back, please! Ill give you a coca cola! And maybe some cookies. No, just the coke, you fickle, fickle person you!! What should i rant about. Last night Chris and i went and saw Lord of the Rings, his first time seeing it and my 4th, because now they have a preview of the next movie!! AND IT KICKS ASS!!! I cant wait for that, its like my eyes had tiny little orgasms, explosions of happiness and full of flavor crystals. Do you think the dark crystal was a flavor crystal? It was in a big ass stick of big red wasn't it? Anyway, Lord of the Rings, the fellowship of the ring is awesome, and the next one "the two towers" looks even cooler. I have been reading most of the day, i went to barnes & noble because i wanted to get a book (the return of the king, the last of the LOTR trilogy) and im reading the two towers now, and people watching a bit. There was this guy there, young guy, probably around my age, and you just wanted to look at him and simply say "give it up" he pranced around and strutted to and fro like a rooster with his lips all pouted out, like he was Mick Jagger and all the world was his stage. Dude, your in barnes and noble at noon on a sunday, not a run way in Milan, or a stage. He was a nice looking guy and nicely dressed, but im sure it takes a bit to go through your day with your lips all pouted out. It wasnt like he just had pouty lips, he had them all out, walking around pretty much like Mick Jagger. Thats my thought on that. So what else in this world is going on!? Ah things are good, its spring time, we now have another hour of sun light, hot damn! I love the out doors and sunlight and all that, so having an extra hour is good. My room is somewhat clean, i still need to do some more stuff but its good because i got rid of alot of clutter and its feeling more harmonious than it has in a very long time. And amazingly, my closet is still pretty clean. And things with Catherine are going really good, she's really cool and funny and i like her, and she so pretty! I like her freckles. But she's funny too! I havn't given her the website address yet, i dont know if that would freak anybody out or not but really, our site is the greatest site in the world! If you dont think so then you are obviously an idiot and an amish idiot at that. YOU FOOL! Though i wish i had other things to rant about, i was re-reading the Dr. Numnum rants (around december or november, or fall of 01) and damn those were funny! Ah, now i feel bad because lately my rants havnt been that funny. But of course you, who are reading this, might think that those weren't funny either so there isnt much of a difference, but you would be wrong. YOU FOOL!!

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April 3rd 2002 - Wow, Eric sure has a lot of rage doesn't he? ;] Yeah, don't get between him and his gummi bears either. Ah, the remembering of how much AOL sucks. That's why I got rid of it a long time ago. Okay ya got me, I didn't really get rid of it, it was actually my brother's doing because he can't stop messing with our computer. Sure it was probably one of the few 'good' things he's done, but that's not saying much. I just got back from class maybe 40 minutes ago and.. it wasn't much. I'm going to probably do something stupid, but I don't care because I 'normally' do stupid things! Apocalypse Now has GOT to be THE stupidest movie on the face of the planet!! Sure, coming from a guy who likes Labrynth, you might think I'm just a bad judge of character. But come on!! Since we're reading Heart of Darkness in my Fiction class (the story which was the basis for the movie Apocalypse Now), our teacher decided to show us the movie. Well I wasn't in class last week for the first 50 minutes he showed because I was at Rachel's Seder for Passover, but we were still watching it tonight and I watched the rest of it to know completely that I don't think it's the film masterpiece that everyone else seems to think it is. First off, the acting was tantamount to giving Ben Stein a semi-automatic and letting him shoot randomly at asian people. Maybe it was supposed to have some kind of slow dramatic effect, but it never hit me. Next, the actual things they were filming were DUMB!! I can't count how many times they filmed in almost complete darkness only to come back to a fraction-lighted face of Martin Sheen to go BACK to complete darkness. And filming in the fog was just that. Maybe they were trying to give you a sense of 'realness' to the film, but yet again, it escaped me. More so, there were probably more crazy people in that movie than my brother has pairs of shoes. If you knew how many pairs of shoes my brother actually owns, you'd probably wet yourself. Supposedly the story (which I haven't read yet because I'm too f-ing busy) was changed from being about collecting ivory to.. THE VIETNAM WAR!! OHHH.. I completely see the parallel on that one! I'm going to write a book called Paper Cuts Suck and it's going to be about otters swimming in Iceland. But when I make it into a movie, those otters are going to be black female lesbians who are members of Circ De'Sole (I care not about the spelling of that at the current moment). I'm not even angry about that, as I'm not even angry about the film itself, I just think it was dumb. Oh yeah, back to the crazy people. If these people in the vietnam war were any where 'close' to the real thing, then I hate the government even more than I already do. These people (the Americans on the mission to find and kill Kurtz, the main crazy) basically just shot at everything and killed with wanton disregard. And are they upset about it? Not really. They actually are laughing and seemingly insane while this is going on (with the exception of Martin Sheen, my perfect example of Ben Stein still fitting). But when a couple of 'them' die because they're morons and crazy, they're all sad. Personally I wasn't sad at 'all' when Laurence Fishburn's character died because just a couple scenes before that he slaughtered an entire boat of regular people, who were hiding a PUPPY, with a very large automatic weapon and was happy about it. So, back to my points that I'm not exactly making. ;] If this 'was' anywhere close to the actual things happening, then the government sucks. But I'm also a pacifist, so I already don't think fighting or war is the answer to anything. If this 'wasn't anywhere close to the real thing, then the movie SUCKS! They would have completely taken a serious event and turned it into a gore fest of crazy people and one infatuated stoic main character who's obsessed with a certain main crazy who has evidently founded his own society of people because they think main crazy is a genius prophet. I'm hoping that this movie actually 'is' good and that the whole point escapes me completely, because then I'd be wrong. And I normally 'am' wrong. But if you can tell me why this movie got so much hype and was built up to such huge proportions, then go right ahead. Ask yourself though, are you really liking the movie for the movie's sake, or are you just following the crowd of long explainations and big words or dramtic silences that mask the crappiness that I see? I say that only because my teacher whom I rather like seems to have the same effect on me. He doesn't necessarily dislike anything we read and seems to find some way of turning everything into a mind blowing "you can't understand this because it's so great" situation. Oh, look forward to my new book though! Don't forget, I'll even be signing my great best seller "Paper Cuts Suck" at a local book gallery near you. - chris

"There is no such being as the God of Neutrality."

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April 3rd 2002-Eric here. You know what? I hate AOL. I hate them for the cheap, ass sucking mother fucking band of bastards that they are. Every few weeks they feel the need to do a whole new update of everything, hence the aol version 72.663, and when they want to, they mess with their internet mail service. You can check your aol mail from their website, and get onto your buddy list, but it must be fun to completely revamp the entire thing every other month because they do it all the time!! Once you get used to doing things the new way, they change it, and then once they change it, it doesnt work for a few days. I wanted to check my mail at school, but since they have changed the aol mail around, I cant. AOL should be changed to OLA, Orifice Licking Asses, Or maybe even OLAC, Orifice Licking Ass Clowns. STOP BEING SCHIZOPHRENIC WITH YOUR SERVICES AOL!! Ya bastards.

"Cheap ass sucking mother fucking rat bastards"

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April 2nd 2002 - Technically anyway. It's 12:09 am and it's 80 degrees in my house so I can't exactly sleep. I had an odd thing happen when my other grandma called to wish us a belated Happy Easter because they were gone yesterday (I only know this because of hear-say, I wasn't exactly there either). I rarely hear from this grandma, and she always forgets our birthdays. Actually, I take that back, just 'recently' has she been forgetting my birthday. I had been the 'only' person who's birthday she would remember and it just made it hilarious when I would get a card and my brother would not. That's not important though. So I probably had less than a five minute conversation with her and she asked me the weirdest thing. She asked me if I had a girlfriend yet. This shocked me momentarily because I've really been out this past year (with the exception of both grandmothers and my dad). It's a very liberating experience being out, even if my mom and brother do think I'm going to hell blah blah blah. So the only thing I could do was chuckle and say that no, I did in fact not have a girlfriend yet. It was my grandma's turn to be shocked because I guess she figures her almost 22 year old grandson should have at least 'one' girlfriend thus far in his life. Who knows if she actually may have passed the thought of me being gay through her head, but she then recovered and said "Yeah, you just don't have time for them do ya? You just keep on working at your grades." I quickly passed the phone to the next person in line and went back into the other room where Eric was hanging out. I must say that it was an interesting experience. The last time this happened my other grandma (not the one we just talked about but the one I hear from a lot) asked me if I had a girlfriend, I don't think I was out except to Liz and maybe Rachel. In a way, I had my own little secret that no one knew and even though it sucked, it was funny that 'I' knew I was gay but that my grandma would ask me if I had a girlfriend. So everything that I was telling her was true, but also in a sense a lie. I don't remember the conversation, but I do remember it was hilarious. This time however, it wasn't funny. I guess you could say it was a slap in the face. Since I've been out to everyone who wouldn't kill or disown me, being asked if I had a girlfriend and then having to lie, it was like being shoved back "in the closet" so to speak. Okay well now I'm going to take some pain killer and sleep in my sauna known as a room. - chris

"I hope those Dr. Pepper flavored jelly beans don't melt in my car."

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April 1st 2002 - Eric here. HEY!! Its APRIL FOOL'S DAY!! IM GOING TO KILL YOU!!! Yea you thought that was a joke didn't ya, yea just keep looking at that screen, NOT at the man sneaking up behind you at this very moment! HI! Ah the beginnings of April, the beginnings of spring, the genesis of what soon will become summer, and, if my presumptions are correct, a very fine summer. I went to target today to try and find some jolly rancher jelly beans ( because i just realized that i really like jelly beans, i usually picked out the orange ones and ate those) but i started eating some and liked them, and then Catherine made me an easter basket (!! its so sweet and cute of her, i gave her candy too, and Andrew (her son, if you are coming in late) and it had jolly rancher jelly beans. But alas i couldnt find any, but everything is half off so i got some smuckers jelly beans and some mini cadbury creme eggs. Cadbury creme eggs are why man came down from the trees. But now target has all kinds of tacky target style summer decorations and plates cups and everything you could imagine, but i love those! i gotta say, i do like target, there is something very wierd and neat about it, and maybe i just like all the red and targets, because i do love to shoot things! And all those tacky colors of the cups and plates and lawn things, its neat. I was at walgreens today (again, lookign for jelly beans) and they had my gnome!! the one i got from my grandma and thought i would never see another one, but they have one! I love spring time because its when all the gaudy goofy lawn ornaments come out. Such as the easter island style head that i bought for myself and one for chris for his birthday, i want billions of them, i would love to make a large wall out of them all. I dont know how sturdy it would be but i could find a way to make it sturdy. And they were five bucks a pop, thats alot of money if your looking to build a wall. And i dont own a home so it wouldnt be much help. And if i wanted to wall someone up it wouldnt be good because you could hear their screams for help, since it is only plastic. Damn. But there are all kinds of other neat lawn ornaments. I like the wierd ones, not pink flamingos or cardboard cut outs of nsync. Nope, screw them cutouts, mine are made out of marble! A friend had me read this paper that was on her car about how bread is what makes the world go round, and how we could solve all the world's problems using bread. If we put all the world's leaders in a room with only bread to eat, with the promise of a feast when they reached a deal, the world's woes would be solved, and i have no idea how that would come about. But i love the st. louis bread company so perhaps there is something to that argument. Also, i came out to my car the other day and there was a flyer that said something about security, it was for a security firm or something, it meant nothing to me because it was nothing. It was just another flyer. If they want to prove a point about security to me, put the flyer INSIDE my car, not on the windshield. That would prove to me that i wasnt as secure as i thought, and that would make me buy their product. Or probably not. Well that is all i have to rant about right now, there will be more but ive been writing for a bit, so im takin off. See ya!

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April 1st 2002 - If you happened to read my small blerb that marked the end of March, I said I was in searing pain. I actually still am, but now it's in a different spot. Last year around this time, I helped my friend Rachel move. It went something like this: old apartment --> storage facility, storage facility --> new apartment. In addition to helping Rachel move from the storage facility to the new apartment, I also helped her roommates Chris and Morgan move in as well. They rented a U-Haul and they needed it because damn they all had a lot of stuff. Anyhow, so after that moving, my arms weren't my arms anymore, they were just masses of pain. Fast forward to three days ago and it's moving day again, only different people in the same apartment. Rachel and Mike were moving into their new apartment and Liz and Kim were moving into another apartment. Sooo, the duration of the past three days, I ended up helping them move for a grand total of 29 hours. The first two days my arms hurt, and now it's just my back. I also helped clean 75% of their apartment by vacuuming the dirt carpet which took 'forever'!! I can't even convey how dirty and filthy this apartment was. The beige carpet and white walls were also spattered.. okay I'm just being kind, they were practically covered in black fabric paint that is 'not' going to come off for anyone save God. Anyhow, so I just got back from an interesting day. (I had to pause after the 'forever' part because I went to work just then) Last night when I got home from moving/cleaning, I was eating and had this odd sensation in the roof of my mouth. It was really painfull and it was like I had a charlie horse or something there. It was completely weird and seemed to be caused by the food because it went away when I stopped eating. Well, then this afternoon when I woke up and ate lunch it happened again! It totally had me freaked out because if this was going to happen every time I ate, then I was just going to have to kill myself as that would be a quicker way to die. ;] Thankfully it went away after I got home from work, we'll see how that goes. So anyway, then I went to work and actually 'didn't' get to paint the rink outside this time, I had to sweep the dirt and crud off of where we were 'going' to be painting so we weren't painting over the dirt (like we did the first half of the rink, whoops =P ). So that was fun. I'm such a damn good worker at the rink, too bad they don't give raises because I'd probably have like FIVE by now. Sigh, maybe next season. I really do make almost nothing at that job. I'd never be able to move out of my house unless I won the lottery (which would be pretty hard since I don't play), because I actually made less that 300 dollars a MONTH!! Plus my car is acting up (not as much as Eric's car) and thus will probably steal all the money I've been working hard on getting. I have so much homework to do it's not even funny and I have to focus on getting scholarships for the college I've yet to decide on for next semester because I hope to be getting my Associates Degree in May. The graduation ceremony is at the St. Louis Fox Theater which is pretty swanky I must say. I don't think I'll be going though. I don't like big crowds of people already and that place is HUGE!! Who knows, I may go just for fun, or do what my friend Rose suggested and go, but not get up to get my diploma. Have them call my name and just kinda watch them wonder where I am, like a gigantic where's waldo! Damn I can go off on tangents! Where was I? Oh yeah, after work I was driving home and spotted my mom walking her normal two miles outside and she was pretty close to home, bout half a mile from our house so I sped home and instead of going inside I figured I'd be able to run all the way to catch up with her so she wouldn't have to walk alone. Since I normally walk with her all the time anyway, I figured running a bit wouldn't hurt me any. Figures she'd pick today of all days to go POWER walking or something cuz she was going 'fast'! I had actually run an actual mile before I finally caught up with her and damn I was feeling like I was going to die. You have to understand that I don't run. Running and me, no. Last time I ran a mile (and I even walked a good deal of that) was when I was highschool 5 some odd years ago. So just to spite me, my legs are probably going to kill me tomorrow. I'll be sure to catalog my pain in the form of a rant if they do. ;] What a fun April Fools Day, at least I got my room cleaned. - chris

"Ack, hey, no, wait! ... Damn hat. Stupid wind."

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