DO YOU KNOW WHO GOBLOX IS? I WILL TELL YOU WHO GOBLOX IS! oh, that was funny. Anyway, so i told my boss that if i'm not an expo by the beginning of the new year, then that means i was doing something wrong, and iw ill try to improve my situation elsewhere. he took it as "make me an expo or i quit." And the only thing keeping me from moving up is the fact that i use bus tubs to clean tables. that's what he told me. i think that was just some on the fly, outta his ass bullshit. but whatever. i'm going into Logan's tomorrow to see about a job over there. not much better than the robin, but at least i can grow my beard back. and i know that would make a few people happy. so i've got all these ideas floating around in my head, in regards to writing. i need to finish my book, start on the other one, finish the star wars thing, and see if i can do some writing for my old drawring teacher, as he is attempting a graphic novel. i wishi had the time...although, if i wasn;t spending all this time writing on xanga, i could get closer to my goals. in that light, farewell, goodnight, i love some of you, and the rest have my like.

Okay, so yeah, that paper for my Shakespeare class, it had to be fifteen hundred words. i turned in only six hundred and thirty eight. That's two pages. Now check this out: I did better than some people who tunred in seven or six pages, with a "C!" How cool is that? And yesterday, my monkey class professor was like, "Can anyone tell me what the ancestral relatives to primates are?" and i leaned over to my friend krisitn, just trying to be funny, and i was like, "It's gotta be bats." turns out...IT WAS FUCKING BATS!!!! This class is so weird, like at times, which is more often than not, all the theories and all that sound so stupid. but anyway....ummmmm.....McBroom, if you're out there, we need to get the band back on it's feet. same for jean-paul.

amanda, i love you. you are the sweetest thing on two legs.

So, i have papers galore to do, but i only know the due date for one of them. it's four pages, ugh. damn monkey class. and then there's the six pager due in shakespeare, but i don't know when, cuz i skipped class on the night he passed out the take home midterm so i could work on a different paper. pain in the ass.

All my life I'd been searching for something
Some nameless treasure, buried away and long forgotten.
All my life I'd been searching for something
Some nameless wonder, lost and long forgotten.
But in my lifetime, I have found,
Not under a rock or buried in the ground,
A treasure with a soul, wrapped in soft skin.
A treasure named Amanda, an angel without wings.

Wow. So Kati and I went to go see a certain movie at the bdding of my beloved Amanda. What movie? Oh, just a little thing called "the Exorcism of Emily Rose." just a little thing....I've never been so freaked out in my life! Kati and i were trading off lines of the Lord's prayer in the middle of the movie. Damn, but that movie scared the bejeezus outta me! i'm sleeping with a cross, watching every shadow, jumping at every little sound...It's like being back in 'Nam...Charlie in the trees! Anyway.....

So school sux. But we all knew that. Work sux, but that's the norm; it just sux a lot more this week bercause the only day i don't work is wednesday, a night in which i have class tilll ten.Damn, man. Damn.

sent Amanda a great movie and some cheap jewelry. she liked the movie. but then, who couldn't like Lilo and Stitch? Best disney movie ever!

Listening to the new disturbed cd, it's not too bad. probably their best yet. But better than that is the new album from Coheed and Cambria! F**king Awesome! I'm thinking about picking up the Avenged Sevenfold album, too...thinking... or maybe get Amanda an early anniversary present. Maybe.

Fuedal lords in their castles of stone
Hardened hearts share the nature of their home
One young man sits alone is his room
His heart shedding tears for love that's in bloom
Will it whither and die?
Or will it weather the storm, and ride out the tide?
That which we share will,
For ours is not built in stone,
Nor is it locked in a room;
It dwells withini both of us.