A Party Of Polaroid Friends

So much to say so little a blog.

I want to start out by saying that my birthday wasn't exactly what I thought it would be. I had a totally kick ass day planned. I was going to go with a bunch of friends to go play some frisbee golf, but alas, I had to work. Now you think that I would be extremely pissed off by this and that I would have a terrible day. It was actually quite the opposite. I had a lot of fun at work, I don't think I've ever jacked around so much in my life, while still managing to get my job completely done. The other thing that mad it awesome was the fact that the cooks kept messing up all of their orders. It was either that or the fact that we were so busy that the cooks got backed up and would end up putting cold food in the window. Cold food + customer complaints = free food for me. This happened all day. All the employees also shared like 10 trays of burnt bacon. It was like heaven on Earth. I'll thank myself later when I need a triple bypass. I got done with work and I went straight home. I wanted to do stuff with the guys, but I had to go to my grandmas and eat some cake. It was a good time none the less. Between my mom and my grandma, I got a grinch load of clothes. It was ridiculous. This is a good thing thought, now I don't have to spend money on clothes for a while. I wanted to go and get my ear pierced for my birthday, I'm not exactly sure what I would look like though. I don't know if I would look somewhat cool(er) or if it just completely makes me look like a douche. My brother got his done after the fact that I said I wanted to have it done. He's such a panzy poser. I love the guy, he just takes all my ideas. Anyway, being the retard that he is, he takes the little ball out of his ear to replace it with a more colorful one. The beads he bought, however, are too big for the ring. Now it became my job to jam this ball back into his ear. This was a hard task to accomplish considering that my brother is the biggest wuss in the world. I got it done anyway. It was like performing a high risk operation, and I dominated all the risks. That was pretty much all that happened on my b-day.

Yesterday was just kind of like a giant continuation of my birthday. I guess Ryan and Ian were hunting me down on Sunday, but I was no where to be found. They bought me dollar store crap and put it in a beer box. Those guys are awesome. They got me some petrolium jelly, a can of Patterson homemade sausage gravy, an ashtray, an apple flavored cigar, and some premium lights. They also got me a book, "Quit Smoking For Dummies". I guess they figured that I can start smoking and then learn how to quit, that makes sense I guess. It was an awesome present anyway. I gave ChelC a ride home too, I drove to school so I figured why not. I miss taking people home, I don't have anybody to keep me company or listen to my god awful singing. Oh well. That was the only thing worth while talking about on Monday.

Seeing as we didn't do anything for my birthday, I am getting a caravan together to travel to a castle in Merriville...a White Castle. Its going to be awesome, none of this lame gas staion White Castle. No. We need to go to the real one. Its gonna make for a hell of a time, I can tell already. I'm lookin forward to it, I wonder who's all goin?

I want the week to go by faster, I want to hang out with Theresa but she is busy until Saturday. That sucks. Shes always so busy doing eveything under the sun. If shes not doing homework, shes babysitting her little siblings...I want to see them all, they sound awesome. Theres nothing I like more than a bunch of crazy little kids running around my feet and trying to cause chaos. I'm kidding. Her bros and siss arent that crazy. None the less, I love little kids and I want to meet them.

On a closing note, I ran after school today to go and pick up the new Ben Folds CD, Songs For Silverman. I have to say I've listened to it 3 times through now, and I do like it. I don't know if its the best album that he has released, but it is Ben Folds. I would recommend the album to anyone who is into that kind of music like myself. Now, I think I'll meander up to my room and call Theresa. I can listen to the album a couiple of more time tonight too. *SIDE NOTE* I ordered a hammock for my room a week and a half ago and I still haven't gotten it yet. What in the hell is that? I can say that I am getting very pissed off and I'm running out of patience *END SIDE NOTE* I am off. It does feel good knowing that now anytime I want, I can buy smokes, lotto tickets, and porn. Not that I would, I just can now. Not to mention the right to vote, now its my birth given right to vote in 2008 for a gambling cigarette addicted porn star. God bless America.

Prelude To Summer In Her Beating Heart

This has been one hell of a week, in the best way possible. A lot of stuff happened that I am more than happy to talk about. There is nothing I have to hold back from anyway. So here I go...

Monday: I skipped out on school Monday because Theresa was sick. I'm not gonna lie, the night before Theresa said I could stay home and talk to her all day. She thought I was kidding when I said I was going to. My sister came in twice to wake me up, I was up the whole time. I just laid in bed until my mom came in around 8:45. She asked me if I was just going to stay home and I gave her a simple...I think so. She replied with an OK and proceeded out of my room. I didn't think it was going to work that way, but it did. So, I call Theresa around 10 and talk to her until about noon. I had to leave due to the fact that my mom made me breakfast, which I also did not see coming. Besides staying home and wishing Theresa back to health, I really didn't do anything. Was a good start.

Tuesday: Went to school. Thats about it. I was going to go to C lunch and see all of my friends as I do, but I was so tired that I accidentally drifted into a slumber in the writing center...whoops. It did make up for some lost sleep though. Realizing that I missed C lunch, I proceeded to the foreign language hallway to go see Theresa. She has sign language at the end of the day, so I went to go see her. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Lauren and Chelsea catching a glimpse of me and my foolish behavior. There was a good cause for it though. Anywho, I talked to her until I had to run to class. I was late anyway, but no matter. At the end of the day I went down to the fishbowl to jam with Dan and talk to the posse. I started playing a little diddy and Dan started playing his own thing, sounded kind of cool actually. I thought it was pretty good at least. Who knows? I'm not a guitar player...I'm a bass man. Even though a bass is a guitar...oh well.

Wednesday: This night, I went with Ryan, Chris, and Chelsea to go get some chinese. We went to the Grand Empire Buffet. I love that place, its awesome and their fortune cookies have good fortunes. Ryan discovered the flavorless delight of shrimp chips. We were all pretty convinced that it was either styrofoam or baked air. The baked air was ridiculous, i mean cmon...you can't just bake air. You have to catch it in a jar first. I also thought it was pretty funny that they had a sign that said "French Fries" above the crab legs. I don't know what they think french fries are. but whatever. After the meal, Ryan and Chris proceeded to the claw machine. There was an ugly flamingo just hanging over the edge waiting to be freed. Chris tried first to no success. Ryan tried to grab it, just as it seemed about to come out...it dropped. I have to say there is nothing more amusing than watching a stuffed flamigo mock two of your friends as you watch. I bet Chelsea would agree. After about $6 later, Ryan finally got the bastard. He was so proud, he did a dance and everything. Good times. OH!! I almost forgot to mention that they played full chinese rendition instrumentals of "Can You Feel The Love Tonight" and "My Heart Will Go On". Truly a magical night.

Thursday: Once again, I went out to eat. This time we went to Wings. It was myself, Ian, Ryan, Dan, Johnny C, Chelsea, Lauren, and Doug. I pulled what the guys have dubbed "A Horwarth" and just got a soda. Its nice to know that you have a technique of going out to eat named after you. It does make me seem kind of cheap though. Don't get me wrong, I would totally buy food if I had the money, I just didn't have the money. It was a good time as always. We killed the juke box machine as always. I don't know what it is that amazes us about them, but we are just instantly attracted to them. It may be the music...yea its the love for the music. I was also up for getting onto the Wall of Flame. I was sort of pissed, cause I really wanted to dominate that bitch. There's 2 fod related things I want to do that I haven't. One is tp get on the Wall of Flame and the other is to drink a gallon of milk under an hour. Dustin tried to do it at lunch, and he just ended up barfing in the trash can. Off subject...sorry. It was a regular night at Wings, like any other. More good times indeed.

Friday: I realized that the job at Le Peep just isn't cutting it and that I do indeed need to find a new job. So, I went with Ryan after school to go and fill out some job applications. We went to Dick's, Shoe Carnival, Bed Bath and Beyond, and PetCo. While we were in Dick's I decided to try on some under armor. I have to say that I could use some. It made my arms look huge and I didn't look too bad in it. Except for white. White under armor doesnt agree with my dark chest hair. Doesn't look too complimenting. I also found out that PetCo doesn't use applications. They have open interview days where you just walk in and have an interview right there on the spot. I think that this is one of the smartest ideas I have ever heard of, I mean what is the point of filling out all of this paper bull crap? This is much more convinient I think. Not only does this allow the employer to get a glimpse of your personality, it also saves you a major cramp. I hope I do find a new job really soon though. I don't know how much longer I can stand Le Peep.

Today: I woke up this morning to go to work. I didn't know if I had to or not, but I thought I would go check. As it turns out, I didn't have to work. Being how they are though, since I showed up they were put me to work. That was really kind of crappy. Oh well. They sent me home around 12. I was delighted. This gave me plenty of time to clean my room and my bathroom before Theresa came over. I didn't want it to look like ass. I mean the bathroom was especially gross, I don't know how we even used it. I got that all cleaned up though. That took me a good 2 hours and some change. I got in the shower and went to go pick her and Jessica up from the mall. I had to drop Jess off at her boyfriend Matt's house. It was very convinient where the house was, it was about a minute away from mine...literally a minute. I drove to my house and we went inside. We were just hanging out on my fouton watchin Meet the Barkers. She rested her head on my shoulder and we just relaxed. That wasn't workin out too well though. We both had a steel bar going up our ass and it was very uncumfortable. So, we moved up onto the bed. I thought this was a better thing anyway. Now, I could hold her in my arms. It was amazing. She would scoot closer and closer to me. Each time she did, her heart would beat faster and her breath would get heavier. It made me feel so happy. Out of pure not-knowing-what-else-to-do, I kissed her on the forehead. For a minute I thought to myself...shit...you blew it. A little pause, and she slowly moved towards me and we had our first kiss(es), so I guess I didn't blow it. I was suppose to take her to meet her friends at the Underground Cafe at 7. We ended up leaving my house at 7:30. Whoops. What can I say, somewhere between her beating heart and her hand on mine, time just didn't matter. It was amazing. Right now I wish she was here, I didn't want her to leave. On that note it is 1 on the morning and it is officially my 18th birthday, and I feel like I could do anything. Good night everyone, and sweet dreams...always.

Yub-Nub

"Ho, ho, ho!" said the pimp calling roll at the morning meeting.

Hello there everybody in blog land. I'm here with my latest post in a while. For those of you that took the time to scold me for not posting more often; I'm sorry, but I feel dumb sometimes posting when I have nothing to say. But what the hell, I'll just ramble for a little bit. It's been like 75 degrees lately and I'm really not looking forward to more heat. Don't get me wrong, I love swimming and all that fun summer stuff. Its just going to totally mess with my wardrobe. No more wearin suit jackets without the fear of sweatin my balls off. Oh well, I'll get over it. Plus I really don't like my legs. I may sound like a chick, but my legs can be compared to tree trunks. I have a lot of strength in my legs, I just don't like them. If I didn't need them to kick people I would totally do away with them...oh yea and to walk too.

I gave blood at school on Tuesday. That was interesting. I wanted to give blood last year, but I was too young. I thought that was a load of crap, honestly I don't think my blood has changed at all since the year has passed. Its kind of weird, you would think that they would want you to give blood at a younger age. As you get older you're more prone to having sex, getting a tattoo or piercing, doing drugs, having sex with someone who is getting a tattoo while doing drugs...I mean seriously. Not that I've done any of that or anything, I'm just making a point. Sex doesn't count unless it was in the past 6 months...for anyone wondering. I'm glad it was before my birthday though, because I'm going to get a tattoo of Taurus on my back. If you think that sounds gay, I don't care. Anyway, they stuck me in both arms. Which was kind of cool. For one, they got plenty of blood out of me and I'm gonna save some lives. Better than that, I was totally tired and was totally out of it for the rest of the day. Not to mention the free t-shirt, juice, and cookies they were givin away. Some guy took my picture for the yearbook too. I've had paparazzi all over me this year, mainly because I've come out of my shell a little more and am more outgoing. The yearbook is going to be littered with pictures of my face. People beware. Turn the page and BAM...its the Booch. Like a retard, I went home and ran around the neighborhood. Bad idea. With no blood you're not suppose to exercise, but I'm losing weight and I want to keep it up. So I ran anyway. Came in the house...low and behold, passed out. It was a nice sleep though.

I wired my sister's room last night. I had to re-wire all her outlets and her light switch. It was fun, I like playing with electricity. I ran downstairs and turned the circuit breaker off for her room. Unbeknownst to me, two of her outlets were wired through the bathroom. Long story short I pulled the outlet out of the wall and completely shocked the living crap out of myself. I'm pretty good at electrical work, it was just a stupid mistake on my part. Plus who ever the hell wired them through the bathroom needs to be smacked in the face with a wet stinky salmon. While I was doing that, I called Theresa. We talked for a little while, shes a cool person and I like talkin to her. She gave me the coolest idea ever. I'm going to put a hammock in my room. I have the sweetest vision for my room now. I'm gonna set up the hammock and get some tropical plants and just make it kick ass. I'd never leave my room. All I would have to do to finish the effect is knock out some walls, get some sand, a kiddie pool, I'll even get a pet alligator and name him Snoogans. Its gonna suck when winter comes though.

My dog has developed a strut. He lifts his back leg when he walks in what I can only describe as a "Pimp-walk". The vet told us not to worry, he just has soul. I think it must be the new found confidence he's acquired from losing weight. He's also taken to humping other male dogs. He hasn't come out to me per se, but I promise to love him no matter what his choice of partner. I'll also support his right to join the military and receive same-sex marriage benefits.

I haven't posted in a while due to the fact that I upset one of my best friends, which I totally meant not to. I think I got it all cleared up though. Which is good. I didn't want to post until I got that all settled. I'm glad I did too, cause I have been totally lost up to this point. I'm happy to hear that a lot of people are lightening up though. Like Chelsea. She had an epiphany. I don't know why or how. If you read this though Chelsea, I am freakin proud of you and I admire the fact that you have a new lease on life. Shes a sweet person and she deserves to be nothing but mirthful. Its puttin me in a better mood just talkin about her revelation. I was amazed. I think she blew herself away. Speaking of friends, I'm really glad Caitlin got back this week. I didn't see her for a while and it was just really nice to see her and say hi. I think I'm gonna call her this weekend and see if she wants to do somethin, just hang out and have a good time. She said she got me a bracelet down in Florida. I haven't gotten it yet, but I'll like it when I get it. The gesture alone is a nice thought. She didn't have to get me anything, but I couldn't stop her. As soon as she gets it to me I think I'm gonna have to get her some flowers or something as a thank you.

Battle of the Bands is tomorrow night. Its going to be a good time regardless if the music sucks or not. I was only there for half of it last year, cause the music sucked, but I'm not gonna let that stop me this year. I'm just gonna go and have an awesome time. Totally off track, my birthday is next Sunday and I don't know what the hell to do. I was thinking bowling, but that sounds too overdone. Its the only thing I can do with a lot of people though. My house isn't big enough for a party, I wish it were. Bowling is always the way out though. Off track again, my manager at Le Peep has been callin me for the past three nights wanting to talk to me. I call her back, but I always get her answering machine. So what does she do? She calls my house at 6 this morning and leaves a shitty message saying that I need to call her and get in contact. What the hell is that? Its not my fault that I can't revolve around you, sue me. Shes pissin me off. I need to find a new job so I can quit.

I will be the first to admit that Coheed & Cambria are not for everyone. However, if you enjoy music that is incredibly intracate and lyrics that tell a story...well, you might just enjoy this album. I asked Johnny C. if I could borrow this album (which he just gave to me to keep) after I had heard the track 'Blood Red Summer' and couldn't get it out of my head. I hadn't heard any of the additional tracks. But now that I've listened to it several times, I'm completely hooked. Coheed & Cambria definitely have a lot of musical talent. Claudio Sanchez (lead vocals) has a very unusual voice that reminds me of Geddy Lee of Rush and the vocal style of the lead singer of Wheatus. However, he does a lot of really interesting and different things with his voice. I know that some people don't care for it, but I'm pretty impressed with someone who has such a huge range and can sing softly or scream and still have it sound like music and not just a bunch of noise. To me, this album is captivating I can't get the songs out of my head and right now I can't hear it enough. I haven't heard a seriously ROCKIN' album in a long time that I've enjoyed this much. It reminds me of how I felt the first time I heard Led Zeppelin when I was about 14 years old and decided then and there to ditch top 40 music altogether and start listening to hard rock, metal, classic rock and the like. As of late, my leanings have been towards more of an electronic sound, but this album is definitely the exception. I would say if you enjoy a good, head-banging rock song, if you don't mind a dude who sings in a higher tone than most singer-dudes out there, and you like to listen to stuff that makes you THINK and WONDER and maybe even say "Did he really just say that?" you will likely enjoy this album a lot. I highly recommend checking out the band's website (www.coheedandcambria.com) if you want to learn more about the story behind these songs as well.

I'm totally freakin out about Star Wars. The new movie comes out in like a month and I'm peeing my pants already. I may sound like a huge nerd, but Star Wars is freakin insane. Ask any guy and they will agree with you. I even dedicated Monday to watching all 5 movies out so far. As I was watching, I noticed that not only did they add Hayden Christiansen's ghost to the end of Return of The Jedi in the new DVD's, but they changed the Ewok's song at the end of the movie!! What?! The Ewok's song was he best part of the entire franchise. My favorite part about it was that there was no Ewokese for the lyric, "celebrate the life". If you go back and listen to the OLD version, the song goes, "Yub, nub, eecheek ee wy-wy celebrate the life, yub -nub!" Classic lyrics. It's like re-writing "Let it Be" or that Celine Dion song from Titanic, it's just not done!

Very Random New Year's Resolutions I Haven't Begun
Forgo all exercise 24/7 (including walking),
Take my loved one's for granted,
Stop washing my hands after twosies,
Laugh at babies who are late walkers,
Pull leaves off trees that appear to be flourishing,
Name the yet to be named voices in my head (something tough like Carl or Jerry)
Be less kind to bunnies,
Floss everything but my teeth,
Travel (but only around my yard and with a light carry-on)
Stop and smell the Rosens. (They're a wonderful family and absolutely compulsive about showering.)

Thank you all for your tremendous support as of late. As some people say, "Shalom." It means, hello, goodbye and peace. It's like the swiss-army knife of words. It also means, "Doctor, it still itches even with the ointment." But only in context.

Ever Stop To Think And Forget To Start Again?

So, I was going to post a couple of days ago. I was all ready to go at the Dill's house, when the doorbell rang. I don't even remember who it was, could've been Ryan, Matt, Whitney...I don't remember. I stopped for a moment to go get the door, I talked for a little bit with whoever it was. I never got around to posting. Just kind of slipped my mind. Anyway, there's a lot that had happened this spring break and I have to honestly say it wasn't that bad.

The Dill's got back last night at around 9ish. I was happy to see them back in town, but then again I had to evacuate their amazing home and come back to reality. It was totally worth it while I was there though. They even got me a t-shirt from New Orleans. I mean, they treated me awesome. They trusted me to watch their house and animals, they welcomed me to their food and bed, and they paid me for watching the house. They paid me way too much for what I did though. I mean I would've just went ahead and done it for free. I'm a nice guy and I don't ask for much. In fact I'm going to try and give the money back. I can't accept it, I just feel that it is way too much. I'm sure they won't take it back, but I want to try. I don't feel right accepting money for nothing. I did enjoy the house while I had it though, I really enjoyed the company I had too. For some reason I just enjoyed the company of one person more than the rest. I guess staying in the same house will do that to you though. It was overall pretty sweet. I got a shirt, a tan, and some away time.

My cousins came to visit from California today. It was nice seeing them. They are moving back here pretty soon. I guess living out there just got a little too expensive. I haven'y seen my cousins for over a year. My cousin Jeff is a monster, in a good way. He's a nice kid, who just happens to be 6'5" and 245 lbs. He is huge. Not fat huge, he's just big. He's only a freshman at that. My cousin John is only in 7th grade and hes almost as big as his brother. Then there's the little uns' Joey and Thomas. Joey is a little monster, and I mean that in a bad way. He's one of the rudest 5 year olds I have ever seen in my life...but I cut him some slack because he's 5. Thomas is 3. I just think its funny that all day today when something bad happened to him and he started crying his brothers would go to see what was wring, and he would run to me. That makes me feel good inside. He followed me around all day screaming "Boochie, Boochie" I do have to say it was cute. What can I say I'm a softee. I can't help the fact that I love kids. I don't know why, they're just so awesome. Its the damnedest thing I an attract animals and kids like none other...so why can't I attract a laday. You figure that one out.

I went to the mall yesterday to check out some clothes. I saw some pretty sweet shirts in Hot Topic that I wanted. I really didn't even want to go to Hot Topic, or the mall for that matter. I just told Chelsea the day before that I would stop by and visit her at work. I am a man of my word. I just stopped in said hi and went on my way. I was out runnin around with Ryan. He was trying to find places to fill out job applications. Come to think of it I need to do that too. I like Le Peep, but its just not cuttin it for me. I need a real job, one in which I work more than 2 days a week. Maybe I could just start my own house sitting business. Just think of the benefits...could that work? Hmmmmm....

I have to go to a mock trial jury duty thing at Notre Dame on Sunday. If I do it I get extra credit for Government, not that I need it, but it got me off of work. Plus that way I'll be able to come home and watch the race. I had that thought out elaborate plan, which is kind of pathetic, but I don't care. It should make for a pretty different experience too. I'm going to do it just so I can say that I did it. Then I get to go back to school Monday and give blood. WOO HOO!!! I figured hey, why not give some lucky individual some of my blood? Give someone a little Horwarth in their veins. No, really I just figured I'd give some blood out of the goodness of my heart. I mean I'm not gonna use all of it.

I forked out $600 today and did the unexpected...I bought my car back. Now, this is kind of pointless considering that I bought the car from my parents half a year ago. For some reason they thought it fair to sell my car. That had to be illegal somehow, but I've had worse happen, and I'm pretty content with things that happen whether they be justified or not. Back to what I was saying, I bought my car back. I figured that my parents don't have the money right now to buy me a car for my birthday in a couple of weeks, so I just hunted mine down and bought it back. I love that car. As janky as it may be, its got a lot of memories and it rides nicely. I'm glad to have it back. Well, believe it or nots kiddies I think I'm out of things to say for now. I do have one last thing to say though...I'm tired of people telling me what I should do, relationshipwise. I can make my own decisions and control my own feelings. So anyone that has a problem with the things I do, just worry about your own life and leave mine to me. With that said, I'm going to ponder about what to do next. Till next time, sweet dreams all. Last one out hit the lights.

Waffles And A Tan

You know you're pathetic when you are an 18 year old guy and you are listening to Air Supply and singing along...by yourself. You are all alone in a dark. Just so you know, this sad individual is not me. Its Matt. As we speak Dan and myself are in the office of Padre Dill. We're sitting here trying to get away from the dreaded love mix CD I made. Don't get me wrong I love that CD, until it falls into the wrong hands. Matt has wrong hands. I would never admit to singing to these love songs while I'm alone...even though I do...but I would never admit it. Anywho, I just got done eating some leftover waffle batter from Dan. Oh wait...now Foreigner is on I Want To Know What Love Is...this is a great song. Call me gay, I don't care. This is a song that you listen to by yourself, while you're driving down the road...or when you're feelin lonely. Maybe if you're drivin and feelin alone, it works. The waffles were good. The past three days thats all I've eaten for supper is waffles. I have to say it is good.

I also discovered that the Dill's have a tanning bed in their basement. Am I the only one that never knew this? I was like que? I ran down there and whipped off my clothes and started the process of becoming a bronze god. I'm already a god, I just need to change my color. By the end of the week I should be good to go. I'm going to go back to school and people are going to be like...dang...where did you go...Casa de la Horwarth? I have to say this is turning out to be the greatest week of my life. Between the bath, the bed, the tanning bed, the waffles, the house period.

Tonight, Whitney and her friend Theresa stopped by. She had to take her new boyfriend Evan home and he lives here in Juday Creek, so she stopped by. Whitney wanted me to meet Theresa. She asked me if tomorrow night if I would like to go with the three of them to go see a movie. I was like sure, why not? So I guess the four of us are going to go see Be Cool. I wanted to go see it a while ago, but I never got around to it. Another movie I want to go see is Sin City. That movie looks freakin genious. Its based on a comic book and it does indeed look like it was done in comic book style. Its semi black and white with just a splash of color here and there. It looks amazing. But yea, I'm not doing anything here by myself so I figured I'd get out. Kind of makes me wish Caitlin hadn't had gone on vacation. I really was lookin forward to doing some stuff with her. Shes not even going to be back until the Monday after break. Shes lucky. She gets to miss a day of school. It really kind of blows, pretty soon schools going to be over then I'll have to go away to college and I won't have time to do anything with her. Thats why I'm trying every chance I get to do something with her. Shes always so busy with stuff though, between lacrosse, school, and what not she never has time to fit me in. ugh...theres to much freakin crap to do in life.

Matt has gone to bed and Dan has gone home. Yea thats right, Matt is staying here. I'm too nice of a guy to tell him no. I hope the Dills don't mind. That CD is still playin too. Now the Ronan Keating version of When You Say Nothing At All is playing. I like this song too. This is the kind of song you would get married to. Thats right Dan I went there. On that note I'm going to call this entry to a close. The countdown has begun, the birth of the Booch is celebrated in 20 days. I'm going to throw the most kick ass party ever imagined. All I have to do is figure out what I'm going to do. Peace out ya'lls.

April Fools Day...April Fools!!!

To explain the meaning of the title, its April Fools Day...but not really since its technically April 2nd not the 1st. As we speak I am currently just chillin in the Dill residence and holding down the fort. I have to say it is really nice to have the whole house to myself. Of course the guys have been coming over to "get away" from their hectic lives. The whole two days I've been here, I hope I actually do get a day to myself though. But, knowing how I am I don't have the balls to say stay the hell out for one day. Really I don't mind the company. I'm too nice of a guy to reject anyone out of "my home". Speaking of being too nice of a guy, apparently Whitney tells me that I am too friendly. I'm sure I've talked about this before but I can't remember. Apparently, I get so friendly with girls that I become like a brother to them and that makes them never want to go out with me...yup I've definately talked about this before. But, whatever. Maybe the only solution is to stop making friends with girls, it may be the only solution. But who am I kidding, I love the ladays. According to Whitney they love me, if this is so...I mean what the hell? If they love me so much, uhhh....why don't I have a girlfriend? I mean c'mon now. She says that girls talk about me too, I think shes lying...I mean I haven't seen any of these girls. I'll believe it when I see it. She also said that maybe one of the girls that I am friends with now will just magically realize one day that she loves me...like that'll happen to me.

I don't know what to think about the upcoming week, its kind of a toss up of how things could go. Its either going to be one of the funnest weeks of my life or the lamest. So far, I'm beginning to think that its going to be a good week. I mean how can I go wrong? I have a sweet house to meself, theres no school, and I have to seldom work. I am kind of bummed though, I was looking forward to spending some time with Caitlin over spring break. There is a little cramp in my plan due to the fact that she is going to Florida. DANG!!! I can't win, all I want is to hang out with her I mean crap. Shes not going to be back until Monday of next week. I'm lookin forward to when she gets back. I would like to do something with her when she gets back, but shes always so busy. Damn you life and making everyone so busy!!! I shake my fist at you!!! Until she gets back, I'll just kill some time.

I was totally freakin out, the Dill's left instructions how to work their bathtub...and oh my god it is the coolest thing I have ever been in. Its like being baptised everytime you go in, only better. Theie bed is freakin sweet too!! I could lay in that bed for hours on end until I die. Not that I would, I'm just saying. I got some reading done in that bed. It was very nice. I really dont get that much time to read anymore, os I'm glad that I got that time to read some of my Discworld series.

I think I've said enough for now, I am tired and I have to wake up for work in 6 hours so yea. You all know how that works out. I don't even have anything cool to say to leave for a closure. I'm truly at a loss of words. I'll just end by saying hurggggurggg....gurrrr. Happy April Fools day to all and to all a good night...that doesnt sound right, oh well. Screw it.