12/22/05 - If at first you don't succeed, skydiving probably isn't your thing.

HOLY MOTHER OF THE SON OF GOD...I just made straight A's this semester. I about crapped my pants. Now folks, that's not completely true, its actually 3 A-'s and an A. And out of those 4, 3 of them were curved like a...well, hmmm, how about a banana? They're curved a lot, or maybe like George Bush's spine, the snakey bastard.

Well folks, it looks like there might be another big change coming in my life quite soon. My dad was just offered a job up in middle Wisconsin, which means, of course, that I'd be living up there by this summer. I have quite mixed feelings about this one. There is a pro

and con that go together with this, and that would be my dad's happiness. He thinks that by leaving the City of Cleveland, he will be happier. He's going to be making more money, he will be in a different work environment, lots of work relate

d things that add up. But at the same rate, I have to wonder if he's going after this job for its money only, and we all know that money most definitely does not buy happiness. If this isn't about the money, I completely support him, but it seems to me that this is what its all about. I completely support his need to move, and would give Tennessee up, but only if I know that this will work. I need some kind of assurance that this isn't about the money.

There's also a few cons that I'd like to address, like the weather. Alex Boecher is a warm weather person. He likes to work on his tractor for 10 hours a day without a shirt on to get a slight tan without having to worry whether or not he's going to get pneumonia (like he has right now it seems). I like the climate of Tennessee, I enjoy the mountains and just all the beauty of Tennessee. Wisconsin has it's pros and cons, too. From what I see, it has a few hills, but nothing like the outrageous beauty of Tennessee. Yes, there is cheese, but I don't eat cheese that often. I dunno, I guess I can get used to it. Man, talk about a life changing week

Things to do on a life changing week
(1) Get straight A's for the first time in your life
(2) Move 1000 miles from home
(3) Think about a girl a lot ;-)
(4) Get sick and sleep for 17 hours straight (9pm - 2pm)
(5) During that sleep time, dream that there has been a nuclear holocaust and by rearranging your bed sheets, you will help the president make phone calls and help rebuild US infrastructure. yea, try explaining that one as spicy food before dinner.
(6) Commit to a school for 4 years
(7) Have this all happen in the few days before Christmas

I think I've got all those covered, I'll keep you informed if there's more. But other than that, my life is pretty well messed around with. I'm going to go try

12/17/05 - And on the seventh day, God said, "Holy crap, I need to take a break."

And he did. I need to give kudos to Theresa for finding this awesome site with random Chuck Norris facts. You'll find out that every single one of these facts is true, no matter how amazing or off-the-wall they are. http://www.4q.cc/chuck/index.php?topthirty I know you're going to be amazed, and laugh hysterically.

So I'm sure you are all quite happy about final exams being over. Isn't it funny that during the time that we want to study the least, we have to bust our ass the hardest? Interestingly enough, some of us didn't have to study that hard because some of us were bragging about not having any finals to take (you know who you are, you bastards). Ah well, at least they are done and over with. I have been having a bitch of a time getting them out of the way, and for what? So I can spend my break learning two chapters of physics, isn't that going to be fun?

Just so you all know, grades are starting to be posted, and if any of you that read this are in my calculus class, Lee has put his grades up and I made an A-. That stupid asshole should have curved the grade more than he did. I busted my ass for that class and what do I get for it? a 3.7 score on my gpa instead of a 4.0. What a douche, he'll pay for this with a knife through his door and a note attached saying "North Korea Rulz." LOL. Anyways, I'm getting bored with this blog and I am going to add more art to my art section. Kyle Simons has finished his semester and I'm going to add his pictures to the internet. You can take a look in the pics section.

There, now that we have those out of the way, I'd like to brag to all of my Tennessee friends that there is currently about 5 inches of snow on the ground and it has been there for 3 days. Its beautiful, but right now my head hurts so much from dehydration that I can't enjoy it. I'm such a friggin' lightweight; I had 3 shots of 70 proof and a small pina colada, and today I piss my brains out and end up with a huge hangover the following afternoon. (no, I didn't wake up with it, it happened later). Oh regrets, but I don't really regret it, it was fun, ask Theresa, she'd know.

I don't really feel like typing much right now, I'm going to watch a movie and hopefully pass out.

So, the holiday season has officially started with good old Christmas music, snow on the ground (which seems as if it will last until Christmas without melting), and my awesome Christmas tree. Yea, I put up a Christmas tree on my air conditioner in our dorm room along with a string of lights. It looks really nice, but I need to fix the tree, the duct tape isn't keeping it up straight...yes, the duct tape. I lost the stand for it, therefore I have to bend 3 branches down and make a tripod (also my nickname) with those branches and tape them to the floor in order for the tree to stand upright. Dominick hates the Christmas spirit and has voiced his contempt for Christmas lights, but I put them up anyways because he's probably just being a grouch because he has a really hard paper to write, and I don't blame him for being a grouch; walking home from the I.S.U. library at 4 in the morning would piss anyone off.

Its really creepy, I'm sitting here in the dark in one of the CNS classrooms because I haven't moved due to typing this blog and the heat just turned on, therefore all of the pipes are clanking and snapping and its kinda weird. The floor is vibrating and I can't even hear myself think, now I know what Katie feels like in her RA room...

Lets see, the biggest and most exciting news is that Kate and I are official now, yes, yes...thank you thank you. All I have to say to that is...sludge. Great timing though, considering Christmas break is next weekend, we'll probably help each other fail finals by being lazy. By the way, lazy has a new name, its now a disease caused by K.P., and we're going to call it Acute Patonitis. (yes that was a pun, a cute Paton). lol

In academic news, I finished my essay...for the second time. I wrote my first one over a period of ten hours on Saturday and since that one sucked so much, I just rewrote using an easier topic today and got it done in roughly 6 hours. Yea, I'm good like that. But I don't have any sympathy for myself, I haven't done anything at all for the past week, I haven't studied (no need), no projects due other than the paper, no nothing. It was quite relaxing to kick back and enjoy college life for a week, and to enjoy the spoils of my hard work ;-) Anyways, I'm aiming for two A's this semester, probably the last set of A's I'll make in my college career, and hopefully it will boost me enough to keep a good GPA and stay a physics major. And for those of you that don't know, I am going for environmental engineering (I plan on specifying further what that is soon, but probably over break).

And now for the final round up. I want those cool people to know that the weekend after the first week of school is going to be designated Super Smash Brothers weekend and I'm going to set up a tournament. I am posting new Wesleyan pictures soon, I took some during this past snow storm and I have since learned copious amounts about my camera (and there was much rejoicing). And finally, I can go back to Kate and say that I am so happy that we are together. The End!

PS: please don't use my website as your homepage, it messes up the counter. I'd like an accurate monthly count of my traffic so as to plan for the future, thanks!

11/29/05 - The War on Christmas: How the Liberal Plot to Ban the Sacred Christian Holiday Is Worse Than You Thought

Yes, folks, it has been confirmed! Liberals are now trying to take over our country and rid us of this miserable holiday those anti-religious bastards like to call "Christmas." The word, derived from 'Christ's Mass,' (which any liberal won't be able to tell you) means so much to this faith based community and is the symbol for the celebration of the birth of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.

One of our own, John Gibson, from the God-blessed news network Faux...I mean Fox News, has written a book to uncover this Anti-Christ of a plot by the Liberals. It is called The War on Christmas: How the Liberal Plot to Ban the Sacred Christian Holiday Is Worse Than You Thought. Yes, it has multiple examples of how to blindly hate liberals for what we believe to be a conspiracy! One God-glorified reader responded, "Great for fueling your blind outrage against the left." Another Jesus jockey wrote in, "Tells it like it is." You can find this book on Amazon.com It's a great book and I recommend that the entire faith based community read this and take up arms against the Liberals lead by Satan!

God said to be forgiving to those who oppress you, yet we are told in this book to hate Liberals, I say we forget the Bible and follow what John Gibson says! On a regular basis, us Christians selectively interpret the Bible, so taking someone else for their word isn't that far of a stretch! This means war! From the outrageous consensus of liberals trying to ban prayer in schools to supporting marriages for those homosexual abominations of God, we will not take it anymore. If it does not end here, soon prayer will be banned in churches, and homosexual prostitutes will be raising our children in the fiery depths of Hell! One informed reader of a local Tennessee newspaper wrote in with a good idea for turning the tables on this war on the Liberals, "We need Dick Cheney for our next president and Pat Robertson for his vice president to keep this country God-blessed." I say this is a great idea and the time for change is now!

Go and be fruitful, oh minions of Faux News. Propagate your themes of intolerance and hatred under the curtains of blind faith. I hope you enjoyed that little piece, it just came to me after finding that book on the internet and after reading that call in from my local news paper, the Bradley News Weekly. I'm going to type up the opposite spectrum soon, just after I have a nap, write a six page paper, a lab write-up, study for my physics test, save the world, raise the Titanic, cure AIDs, and brush my teeth. Have a good afternoon.

PS: If you want to view that XBOX graphic I had up for a few days from The Onion, click here.
Also, I want everyone to see the kinds of people I call friends, watch this.

That would be pretty funny. I wish I could make money off of this website by having people advertise here or some such.

I came across a news article about the aftermath of the trifecta of hurricanes on the Gulf Coast and how they're still in the stone age down there. Isn't it sad that we are witnessing the biggest business insolvency since the great depression, not to mention a government insolvency due to three wars, one in Iraq, one in Afghanistan, and one abroad fighting terrorism through the CIA. Well, Bush is insolvent in his brain, but that's another story. I love how he has completely forgotten about that region and has gone back (did he ever leave?) to his old ways of being stupid. Accordin

g to the Gallup poll, Bush is in the tubes worse than a fat guy stuck in a water slide. He's at 36%, lower than the lowest Clinton ever got (which was 37%). Dude, that's lower than Hillary got after her bombed healthcare plan. How sad is that? Now I tell ye, I was friggin' right, along with all my buddies, John Kerry would have done a lot for this country, I don't care if he was wishy washy and a rich pompous ass, at least his approval ratings wouldn't have been as low as Herbert Hoover's during the depression. So HA! to all of you who voted for Bush and have changed your minds, because I was right from the beginning, and unlike you, I have not flip flopped. Lets review some of the 'flip-flops' that bush has had in the past 6 years in office. I found this on CBS.com, about the top ten flip flops of his governances ( also this horrible left wing site).

Weapons of Mass destruction:
Then: “We found the weapons of mass destruction. We found biological laboratories,” Mr. Bush told Polish television. “For those who say we haven't found the banned manufacturing devices or banned weapons, they're wrong, we found them."
Now: “I recognize we didn't find the stockpiles [of weapons] we all thought were there.”

Nation Building and the War in Iraq
Then: "I'm not so sure the role of the United States is to go around the world and say, 'This is the way it's got to be.'"
Now: The United States is currently involved in nation building in Iraq and Afghanistan on a scale unseen since the years immediately following World War II.

Same Sex Marriage
Then: During the 2000 campaign, Mr. Bush said he was against federal intervention regarding the issue of same-sex marriage. In an interview with CNN's Larry King, he said, states "can do what they want to do" on the issue.
Now:Mr. Bush announced his support for an amendment to the Constitution that defines marriage as being exclusively between men and women. The amendment would forbid states from doing "what they want to do" on same-sex marriage.

Veteran Affairs
Then: "I support our veterans."
Now: Come on, we all know that's bullshit. He's not only gutted the social security stash, but has also cut V.A. hospital funding and veteran benefits. He might as well come out and say, 'don't do a fucking thing for our country again.'

Conservation / Environment
Then: "The president believes that it is the American way of life and he will not impose any conservation efforts in the way of gasoline."
Now: With gas prices hitting a record high and his environmental policies constantly under the microscope (even though with his scientific illiteracy, he doesn't know what a microscope is), he has called for conservation efforts and hydrogen powered cars. What is with this? Isn't this exactly what he was blaming kerry for doing? Flip flopping based on political winds?

Ok, that is enough on my rant for President bush, if you want more, go search for "Bush is a mistake" and you'll find plenty of information. I'd like anyone of you guys to post on my guest wall any of your comments on the previous discussion. Anything at all, but please, be prepared to back up your statements. I think its pretty funny that I find fewer and fewer people who actually truly support GW. Since his failure on every level of his administration (prove me wrong on that one), from education, to foreign policy, to social security, what else can he screw up? All I can hope for is the 2006 midterm elections. I don't know if it will change much, but I'm hoping that we can get a Democratic majority back so that we can begin undoing the damage that Bush has done, even though the Republicans have been pretty good about not following Bush, because they know he's an idiot. Let me remind you guys that I'm most definitely independent (if McCain ran, I'd vote for him), and I think the democratic party is in shambles. I also think that the Republican party has been outstandingly reputable this past year in terms of not following the idiocy of the executive branch. Anyways, on to other news.

I was extremely lucky to have some really nice teachers. If you guys didn't know, I'm home right now. My Spanish presentation was moved to this past Thursday, my calculus test was moved to this past Friday, and the physics test was cancelled until the Wednesday following break. That sucks because I have no one to study that class with, but ah well, I'll figure out some way to learn it. Hmm, my cat, Calvin is doing fine, and the leaves h

ave fallen, so I'm going to go out and give myself a photography lesson with the cat in the leaves. My dog Buddy is also a big fan of leaf piles, so I'm going to throw him in with the bunch. But other than that, its a boring Sunday night without all my home-funks at Wesleyan, I'll just have to wait till tomorrow to hang with the Kleveland krew. As of right now, I'm signing off because you guys probably haven't read that far anyways. If you have, you get a sucker!

I do not understand myself. I can't figure myself out. I try to look deep down and see what makes me tick, but I can't figure it out. I read things and laugh at other people's pain, seriously. I just did that, I read about pain and laughed, why do I do

that? Do I see it as revenge? Do I just see it in a humorous light? I am really confused about what goes on inside. I want to comfort, yet I view that as giving in and letting the opposite side win. Is it pride? Yep, I think I just figured that one out. Hmm, too much pride. I think I have a pride problem. I wonder if there's a group for that...PA, Pride Anonymous...oh wait, isn't that a Gay activist group or something? Oops, won't be joining that one. What about PIMP, People Intervening for Men w/ Pride. I could do that one, be all up like 'yea, I'm part of the PIMP club.'

Ah well, I just finished my English presentation. It wasn't as bad as I thought and, albeit I still am unsure myself, I think I learned something in the process, about another culture no less! I learned about Native Americans and how they have changed over the years to incorporate western life into their reservations. I bet the tribal elders had reservations ab

out that...(bad pun, sorry). Also, this next week I will apologize in advance for everyone getting their head bitten off because this is going to be a very stressful week for me. I have to have a Spanish presentation ready for Thursday or Friday; I have a physics test the following Monday, and a Calculus test on Tuesday. Now I am going to tell Dr. Lee that I would like to take the test on the Friday before so that I have the entire weekend to focus on physics and do well on it. I am pretty lost in physics right now and we only have two weeks to understand and conceptualize this stuff. Its going to be rough and I know I'm not going to do well.

On a lighter note, I think I mentioned before that I got the entire first season of Battlestar Galactica and will be watching it in one of the CNS classrooms for about 4 hours straight because I love the show and I am a nerd. Yes, I don't give a damn w

hat you guys think, but watching BSG is so much better than watching the OC, the food network, Court TV, or any of that other uncultured crap. Oh yea, I forgot that show on Thursday nights, from 7-8, what is it again? Oh well, its crap, too. This BSG is friggin' awesome, so much better than any other sci-fi show I've watched, such as Stargate (gag), LEXX, or any other crap that the Sci-Fi channel comes up with. Annyyywayyys, I am going to go take a nap and then prepare for my BSG-fest. If anyone reads this and wants to come, we'll be in E104 from 8-12am.

Folks, I just have a news story for you today. I'm too busy chillaxin' on this fine weekend. Elizabeth's website http://www.totalfission.net/elizabeth/ has also been updated.

So I said a few things I shouldn't have, so I accidentally drank something that didn't have a label... Yea, I went to someone's house on Friday night in full cowboy garb and decided to have some of the lemonade ;-) Well, I wasn't planning on drinking at all this weekend in an attempt to stray from my current lifestyle, and the stuff didn't taste like alcohol at all (and since I rarely have alcohol, I can taste one shot of 20 proof in a gallon of water), so I helped myself to two and a half glasses. 20 minutes later I almost fall down the stairs. That is the last time I drink something that doesn't have a label. Not that I actually drink excessive amounts anyways as per my blog of two weeks ago or so. But anyways, drunk people might be fun to hang around for a little bit, but this weekend ended up getting around an 'F' for failure. After I realized I had too much that night, I went straight home and, after saying a few stupid things online, I quit the night and fell asleep.

Saturday was just as bad. Keith and Alex (the female alex) woke up sick. Keith worshipped the toilet for about five hours and Alex was just plain sick. I was disappointed that I had gotten drunk (even though I didn't mean to). There was one funny part; my roommate came into the room Sunday morning at roughly 2:45am and starts explaining his night and how he was not drunk. He was loud and talked for about 35 minutes straight all the while hanging about two inches from Kate's face (who was making use of the LoveSac for the evening since her roommates was doin' the funky monkey LOL, jk Keith).

Anyways, other than that, nothing much new. I have been working on the website lately and have added two new pages to the pics page. They are profiles for Kyle Simons and Marlyn Martin. Let them know what you think of their stuff by posting on the guest book. I'm probably going to just get them their own guestbooks. I will be putting up some more stuff soon (including my latest Photoshop poster). As for right now, I'm going to watch episode 8 of Battlestar Galactica. EFF YEA.

I apologize to all of those who don't get that header, you just don't understand the ways of the web. Anyways, I know most of you think I have racist tendencies, but I have had some of my beliefs agreed with on in the following article by Reverend Jesse Lee Peterson. I don't agree with all of his remarks because he's a Republican, and Republicans are stupid, but considering he says that, "if whites were to leave the United States and let blacks run the country, they would turn it into a ghetto within 10 years." Yea, now I have you hooked, go ahead and read it. PS: I don't particularly agree with that statement, but go ahead.

Moral poverty cost blacks in New Orleans
Posted: September 21, 2005 1:00 a.m. Eastern
© 2005 WorldNetDaily.com

Say a hurricane is about to destroy the city you live in. Two questions:
1. What would you do?
2. What would you do if you were black?

Sadly, the two questions don't have the same answer.

To the first: Most of us would take our families out of that city quickly to protect them from danger. Then, able-bodied men would return to help others in need, as wives and others cared for children, elderly, infirm and the like.

For better or worse, Hurricane Katrina has told us the answer to the second question. If you're black and a hurricane is about to destroy your city, then you'll probably wait for the government to save you.

This was not always the case. Prior to 40 years ago, such a pathetic performance by the black community in a time of crisis would have been inconceivable. The first response would have come from black men. They would take care of their families, bring them to safety, and then help the rest of the community. Then local government would come in.

No longer. When 75 percent of New Orleans residents had left the city, it was primarily immoral, welfare-pampered blacks that stayed behind and waited for the government to bail them out. This, as we know, did not turn out good results.

Enter Jesse Jackson and Louis Farrakhan. Jackson and Farrakhan laid blame on "racist" President Bush. Farrakhan actually proposed the idea that the government blew up a levee so as to kill blacks and save whites. The two demanded massive governmental spending to rebuild New Orleans, above and beyond the federal government's proposed $60 billion. Not only that, these two were positioning themselves as the gatekeepers to supervise the dispersion of funds. Perfect: Two of the most dishonest elite blacks in America, "overseeing" billions of dollars. I wonder where that money will end up.

Of course, if these two were really serious about laying blame on government, they should blame the local one. Responsibility to perform - legally and practically - fell first on the mayor of New Orleans. We are now all familiar with Mayor Ray Nagin - the black Democrat who likes to yell at President Bush for failing to do Nagin's job. The facts, unfortunately, do not support Nagin's wailing. As the Washington Times puts it, "recent reports show [Nagin] failed to follow through on his own city's emergency-response plan, which acknowledged that thousands of the city's poorest residents would have no way to evacuate the city"

One wonders how there was "no way" for these people to evacuate the city. We have photographic evidence telling us otherwise. You've probably seen it by now - the photo showing 2,000 parked school buses, unused and underwater. How much planning does it require to put people on a bus and leave town, Mayor Nagin?

Instead of doing the obvious, Mayor Nagin (with no positive contribution from Democratic Gov. Kathleen Blanco, the other major leader vested with responsibility to address the hurricane disaster) loaded remaining New Orleans residents into the Superdome and the city's convention center. We know how that plan turned out.

About five years ago, in a debate before the National Association of Black Journalists, I stated that if whites were to just leave the United States and let blacks run the country, they would turn America into a ghetto within 10 years. The audience, shall we say, disagreed with me strongly. Now I have to disagree with me. I gave blacks too much credit. It took a mere three days for blacks to turn the Superdome and the convention center into ghettos, rampant with theft, rape and murder.

President Bush is not to blame for the rampant immorality of blacks. Had New Orleans' black community taken action, most would have been out of harm's way. But most were too lazy, immoral and trifling to do anything productive for themselves.

All Americans must tell blacks this truth. It was blacks' moral poverty - not their material poverty - that cost them dearly in New Orleans. Farrakhan, Jackson, and other race hustlers are to be repudiated - they will only perpetuate this problem by stirring up hatred and applauding moral corruption. New Orleans, to the extent it is to be rebuilt, should be remade into a dependency-free, morally strong city where corruption is opposed and success is applauded. Blacks are obligated to help themselves and not depend on the government to care for them. We are all obligated to tell them so.

So I was sitting innocently in my calculus I class and the teacher walks in, Dr. Lee. He does that characteristic rubbing of the chin and ponders an invisible thought for a moment. When he recomposes himself, he scans the classroom and says in his wonderful Asian accent, "It was....disaster." We all knew what he was referring to, the calculus midterm we took last Thursday. So we waited...and we waited, for an entire class period to inch by. He worked until the last 10 minutes of class, then said that the average was roughly a 67. Yea, that's what I said... oh shit. Alas, I made an 88, one of the highest grades in the class, and yes, I am bragging, because I don't normally do that well in school.

Anyways, in other sports, the Jerry Pope thing really quieted down fast. I guess college students are just too lazy to do anything about it. I can't say much because I'm the same

way, but oh well. I'm not going to make this long because my life hasn't been too interesting. My parents visited this weekend, bought me a huge load of food and other goodies. I went to study physics on Saturday and came back to a decorated room with spider webs and pink/green skull lights. It was pretty cool, kudos to the mom. She did well in her job.

I also forgot that my grandmother's 75th birthday was today (oops). Ah well, I can always call her, lie, and say the letter was sent back saying "addressee unknown." LOL, who would lie like that to their grandmother? Speaking of lying, I hope to see a better turnout of my friends at DRL on Thursday. I'm pretty depressed that I rarely see any of the good ol' gang there. I really need to stop thinking about making fun of t

hat fact, I might get some of you pissed off. Don't need that, I have enough enemies as it is (like that guy I called security on for locking himself in a room with this girl who ended up not being passed out, thanks Katie's boyfriend). lol, anyways when I said it was going to be short, I was lying, but this is relatively short compared to the 13th of October, that was a rough one. Have a good night all, and I still haven't gotten those pics up because I'm lazy.

Apparently the personal life is quite juicy, I'll have to add more of that into my

blog more often. Ahh well, things are going quite well, except in Jerry Pope's world. Jerry Pope, the dean of admissions and a good acquaintance of mine, resigned under duress last Wednesday and was out of his office by Thursday. Now I have heard many different sides to this story, and I'd like to point them all out here in order for each person to make their own accurate assumption of what has happened. You may find his resignation letter to the staff of IWU here. Don't forget to go to Facebook.com and join the Facebook groups "I came to IWU because of Jerry Pope," "Bring Back Jerry Pope," and my personal favorite, "Holy Crap, Jerry Pope is gone and the White Sox are In the World Series... Is it the apocalypse?" The following is a list of rumors, facts, and speculation that has crossed my brain or ears:

1) Jerry Pope, as most of you know, is gay. The Methodist Church has little clout at Wesleyan, but could still have put pressure on Pres. Wilson to fire him. This is a rumor

from one unsubstantiated source, but substantiated by Pope's letter of goodbye to the faculty of IWU. He is quoted in his letter as saying, "It has been an incredible ride. I am especially proud of our diversity initiatives. " This could be a jab at Pres. Wilson's lack of tolerance for homosexuality. I don't know, you be the judge.

2) Jerry Pope was terminated in the middle of prime admissions time. Pres. Wilson must have a damn good reason to take a nationally acclaimed Admissions Provost out of office during this time. I know that the University will be feeling this for years to come, but it has been said that Pres. Wilson wishes to bring in a new Admissions staff.

3) Jerry Pope has been with IWU for 25 years. 25 years are not thrown away lightly. Prof. Brandon of the Physics department discussed this with me and speculated that all Wilson wanted to do was bring in fresh blood and stir the pot a little. This seems highly unlikely that Wilson would stir the pot at this time of year.

4) Jerry Pope did not want to resign as you could probably garner from his resignation letter. Yet, he has MANY friends in all corners of the United States. I am going to make a website in his honor with an open message board for everyone to show their love for this great guy. I want to help him get whatever job he wants because hey, if you had a website devoted to people who loved you, wouldn't you have a better chance at a job? Yea, that's what I thought.

I just hope that you will all keep Dean Pope (yep, he's still MY dean) in your prayers. He is a guy that deserves every single one (even if he did threaten Prof. Brandon with physical violence once).

In other news, oh wait...there isn't much. I'm working on more fall pictures of Wesleyan

and they will be up soon. I have two midterms on Thursday that I'm busting my ass for and I just turned in that 6 page paper Monday. So its been quite a stressful week so far. I don't believe that I have been out of CNS before it's closed in four days. Yet there are highlights to my week, like developing a nice friendship with said lady Joanna Mulder and attending Sunday church for the first time in God knows how long. My parents are coming Friday and I will be getting lots of food and stuff for the room (party when everyone gets back from break). On the downside from all this studying, I'm not eating well and not getting enough sleep. Therefore I am 10x as bitchy as I usually am, and for that I apologize to those of you who don't deserve it, but not to those of you who do deserve it (you know who you are). Alas, I must go to sleep because it is late and, like I said, I have not been sleeping well lately, especially last night. The sex was amazing though :-p just kidding!

Guys, I'm tellin' you, this DRL stuff is good. I want to share with you all what I have learned tonight, so that maybe it will help you. I'm not the best at conveying other's words, but maybe I'll get some help. And nor do I expect any of you to find this thrilling, because this blog is not solely to entertain you, but also for my own diarial purposes (funny word, I had to use it). This is a long one, so don't hold your breath.

Brandon spoke tonight about what was in your heart. He spoke to us about being true to yourself, and I realized something. What I have become is not who I am nor who I want to be. I believe that the past few days, God's been hinting at this because I've pieced together some things that different people have said to me. I am not who I need to be, nor who I want to be. The first thing that happened was the Friday night incident where I called security on someone in Theta Chi. Yea, it was me, but pretty much everyone that reads this blog already knows. Anyways, I felt horribly guilty about that situation, not because it ended up being a misunderstanding, but because I hesitated to do something that I knew in my heart was the right thing to do. I hesitated to help someone that I believed needed help. Do you know how much that eats me up inside? I am someone that, deep down, cares about every single person, and the only damn reason you all don't know it is because it's cool to be an asshole. The hesitation was my being an asshole.

The next thing that happened occurred while I was talking to someone and just shootin' the breeze. We both came to the realization that we judge people SO much, and talk about others behind their back. Now I personally talk a lot because people come to me with many problems, and the only way that I am emotionally capable to help people deal with their problems is to talk about them with other people. Not saying that I do not find it a blessing that people confide in me, I encourage it because I am good at it; I sometimes just add too many details when recounting my stories.

Later this same day, I was talking about someone (no, really Alex, you?) and it was not flattering. I do this often, and this is the kind of talk I have no excuse for. I was referring to how I hated talking to devout Christians because their topics are always tied in with God, no matter what it is. You could be talking about the damn water bottle on your desk, and someone would say, "God put that water bottle there for a reason." Give me a break...but I realized that hell, I like that stuff. I was actually annoyed with myself for talking down about this person ( the person might be reading this and if he/she figures it out, I might have explaining to do, so I apologize in advance if you figure it out). This person actually annoyed me due to the constant God conversation, and the person that I was discussing this with agreed, saying that I used to be the same way (in an admonishing tone). That's what made me realize that hey, its what I am too. People constantly tell me to accept other people's life style (which I make a conscious effort at), yet I get yelled at for being who I am, a Christian. Now you could argue that being a Christian and practicing Christianity is in itself an intolerant, judgmental lifestyle, but to those who argue that, I just say Fuck Off.

DRL was the final stroke. God called me out, not literally, but I knew that this sermon had to do with me. The best line, 'be true to yourself. the only way to know who you are is to know God, and only then can you find out who you really are.' He went on to list about 30 things that he thought were strange and abnormal, like he cried during Titanic, or he flung his boxers from his foot before taking a shower to try and catch them with his hand

s. I realized that we are all just like him, but in our own way (the epiphany of not judging other's lifestyles). He also went on to say that you shouldn't judge other people's lifestyles because they are doing the same thing I am, trying to find out who they are. Now that is not to say that you should just accept that someone is going to have a new sex partner every few weeks, or that friends-with-benefits or premarital fooling around is ok AT ALL, but I guess its just to realize that we are all lost in our own way trying to find ourselves.

I put all of this upon myself and thought about who I was. I found out a lot. Such as I am not a drinker, its fun every once in awhile, but it does little or nothing for me. I did it to fit in. Oh, that reminds me of what Joanna told me the other day, which was going to be a point I was going to make, but I'll just say it and let you ponder. It was a Bible verse and forgive me for an inexact translation, but it went "Woe to you when all men speak well of you, For so did their fathers to the false prophets. " People who are true to themselves and have steadfast faith have enemies, because people don't like those kinds of people." I realize I used people three times in that sentence, but this isn't English class. But anyways, I drank to fit in. My idea of a good time is chillaxin' with Kate or a few people in my room and watching a movie.

OH, that brings up another good 'Alex-defining' thing. There is so much peer pressure to be in some form or another promiscuous, and yes, I define making out and most things as promiscuous because this is an umbrella statement. I don't do that stuff. This summer was a fluke because I was with someone who did not accept me for who I am,

and made me into someone I was not because I was willing to bend over backwards for that woman. And look what it got me, a broken heart and a profound reputation. For the record, Kate and I have not kissed, made out, or done anything, and I find that AWESOME that she seems cool with that. I don't really understand why people feel the need to make out or give him a hand job in order to find an emotional bond (not saying that I'm judging them, just making a statement based on my own beliefs). I think that if you're going to have a strong relationship, you don't need to feel lust or cop a feel or do any of that stuff. Yea its fun, but it complicates things so easily. I have so many examples I can bring up, but people will get pissed and that would be under the 'I give out too much information' category. I don't view women as sexual objects (unless that is their profession) and I treat them with the courtesy that they deserve.

To think of other things that truly define Alex, I can say that I'm a feminine male. That doesn't mean I'm gay, because I most definitely am not (although I apparently have to defend my sexuality on a regular basis, which is partly what brought this topic on). I find certain things that are classified as feminine as fun or whatever. I can't think of something off the top of my head, but that list does not include chick-flicks. I will forever have animosity towards chick-flicks, they all have the same feel-good, non-real-world ending which makes me sick. But other than that, I like board games, I like to watch the news constantly and stay informed. I am frustrated with the fact that I cannot do well in school despite how hard I try. I don't mind cussing, and I think that people who say that Illinois Wesleyan is racist need to spend a year in Cleveland, Tennessee. I treat people with the same respect that they treat themselves, and no that's not right, but I do it anyways. For instance, if a girl acts unladylike and treats me with disrespect, I will act in kind. The same goes for men, black, white, green.

Ok, well. I feel quite better now that I have defined myself for you all lol. I am going to go smash a car in that has an alarm that's been running for 10 minutes now. I will personally assassinate this guy/girl if I ever find them. I will also assassinate the person that invented car alarms and didn't put a time limit on them. I mean, what the hell is the point in leaving it on for more than a minute or two? The burglar has already either stolen the car or gotten scared off. GAH, goodnight.

I thought that writing a blog would be a fun way to keep up with my friends, but noooo, it has turned into a whine fest. All of you are saying, "I want more of Alex Boecher, tell me more about his life." LOL, just kidding. I really enjoy doing this, plus it helps with my writing skills which are next to zip. To prove my point, I wrote a 6 page essay this weekend, even though it wasn't due until a week from today (monday). Do you think I did a good job, spending six hours on it, getting 5 sources (4 of which were internet)...no. My good friends Theresa Peters and Bonnie Brunkalla assured me that I will never be an English major as long as either of them are alive. The essay was so horrible that Bonnie ran out of red ink after the first page; at that point I just said screw it, I'll rewrite the essay and I have been doing that for about a half hour now.

But what can I say? The Fall of the House of Usher is full of metaphors and 'symbology' that I can pick apart, why did I do so bad? I believe it is because I cannot, for the life of me, figure out what to say. I couldn't give a DAMN what Poe or any other literary 'artist' wrote about. If I can say in 5 sentences what it takes six pages to write, WHY WRITE SIX PAGES. I mean seriously, do we really need to know what the hidden meanings in Poe's stories are, or any other damn story for that matter? Picking apart short stories (or any story) is about as useful as solving pure math equations...

In lighter news got some positive feedback from my zaar wars poster that I made last week. I guess I still have a bit of talent somewhere, even though I fail at life everywhere else (if you need proof, just ask my physics grade or my English essay). Yea, its not too pretty. Anyways, I must return to the wonderful life of essay writing, maybe I can get a paragraph done tonight before I fall asleep. Sorry no pictures, this is a quick update.

Omfg, this week has been so hectic and its only Tuesday. So I knew this week was going to be pretty rough. At the beginning of the week, I knew I had a 10 minute Spanish presentation, that I had to begin a 6 page paper for Short Stories class, a calculus quiz, and of course, my well timed physics test. Well, anyways, I was supposed to give my Spanish presentation today along with Katie Hudson and a freshman named Elizabeth. Well, Elizabeth lost her voice, so we could not present...it w

as a true blessing from God and I am not even kidding here. We watched all the other groups to present, only to realize that we did not do our presentation correctly. Wow, if we had presented, we would have failed. Yea, so today I revamped my entire section and so did the other two and we're going to present on Thursday and do a bit better. Anyways, besides that, I haven't even started on my paper (although its due in two weeks), I failed a quiz I thought I made a perfect score on (one of those things you think you did well, but God has to prove you wrong by failing you, lol), and I asked a friend about her bad day and my day was put into perspective. Her best friend just died. I was like, 'so how could your day be worse bethany?' and she goes and drops that bomb on me. yea, I'm slick like that, I love to do things like that.

But through all of that I guess I can see where God showed His work throughout the day, su

ch as the fact that we didn't have to give the presentation, or the fact that the quiz wasn't a big part of my grade. It wasn't too bad after all, I just have a hard time dealing with a lot of stress all at once. Especially since I'm already under so much stress from school. Oh well, other than that, nothing especially exciting going on here. I got my sexual horoscope for today:

Leo (July 22-Aug. 22)
You haven't exactly been striking while the iron is hot lately, now have you? As the week begins, admissions of longtime desires for particular (and in some states, illegal) sex acts will start to spill out of you as if you were Jack Nicholson being questioned about whether you ordered a code red. You're damn right you did! Now that that's out in the open, why not engage in that little perversion you've been secretly mulling? You know, the one with the pigeons and the poppy-seed bagels? Just steer clear of Kansas and Iowa while you're doing it.

Interesting, no? Apparently I have desires for illegal sex acts. I'm really confused about the rest though. If someone wants to enlighten me go right ahead, otherwise view your own horoscopes here.

This weekend, after all of my classes, I am going to get so drunk I won't remember this whole past week. It's going to be great, because I probably won't want to remember this whole week. Anyways, hope you like the new pics for this blog, I'm quite proud to have them in my library. OH, and all Wesleyan students need to join my new facebook group, 'people who want to be friends with benefits with Alex Boecher.' You can check it out by going to my profile and clicking on the link. PS: NEW GAMES

And God saw every thing that he had made, and, behold, [it was] very good. And the evening and the morning were the sixth day.

I see you guys liked the Katrina pictures. You can thank my dad for that, he sent me all those from a friend that went down to help out the 'victims' yea yea, we already went ov

er that. I don't really know where the time goes, I could have sworn I had written a blog just the other day...apparently it was a week ago. I was at D.R.L. this past Thursday and I got this amazing challenge from pseudo-pastor Brandon. For all of those who do not believe in God, or are agnostic, I would like to ask you to do something. For one month, spend a half hour a day reading each chapter of the book of John from the Bible. I would like you to read one chapter each day until you have reached the end. If you have any questions about it, don't ask me, because I am far from a model Christian and probably couldn't help you. And for those of you who are Christian and want to help to bring others to Christ, spread the word about this. Its a personal, hands-off ap

proach to God that I think would be very appealing to those who do not want to be controlled by today's Christianity (which who can blame them after the Catholic priests, Jesse Jackson, the 700 Club Massacre, etc...). Just a thought for all folks involved. I would also encourage all of those who do not currently attend DRL to please come with me Thursday nights, 7:30 to 9pm. I ask that you make time for it (and homework is not an excuse, I am a physics major, and I just study around it) , because its a great service and I personally enjoy it a lot.

So, I hit 350 today, I'm quite proud. That's a 50 visit jump in 3 days. Either that or someone's pressing refresh a whole hell of a lot of times. I am going to add another photo gallery for natural anomalies since so many of you liked the Hurricane Katrina pictures. I'm going to keep them low quality since they're going to be popular, so if you want better ones, just ask. Until next time :: flies off to save the day ::

Heh, some of you got pissed off with my apparent 'racism,' which is good, that's what I wanted. Maybe it will provoke more thought instead of just blatant political correctness. Let me clarify that Bill Cosby agrees with me. It's not the black people, its the black culture (which is, in its nature, prone to other ethnicities than blacks). But an

yways, I haven't gotten much to fight my point except being called names, but hey, name calling is for those who can't find a better retort (he says with challenge in his eye).

I have found the most wonderful website, Nerve.com. It has a bunch of blogs on it, one in particular I love to read. Here is a short excerpt from "Under the Table."

n order to make my site a bit more interesting, I'll be regularly posting excerpts from Nerve for your reading pleasure. But for the technological people out there, I have a new program for you guys to use. Its called PreSearch, a program that will find any picture that has ever been on your hard drive. Absolutely no exceptions....period, and that includes temp files. Search for it online, its illegal for me to give it to you or put it online.

And one final thing, I put up Hurricane Katrina pictures that some idiots in Louisiana took, absolutely breathtaking, there's a sample above, but the rest are in the pics directory.

First of all, attention all Clevelanders, we have a lawsuit on our hands right now. You all need to call me and join the class action lawsuit against Addicting Games for their copyright infringement of the name "Rumble Ball" which we all know was created by Nolan Rumble. The site advertises the game Rumble Ball and has had it up for a few days. I propose we sue them for their web space and all the money they can afford. Ok, anyways.....

This weekend was amazing, absolutely amazing. Last year I had a test every Monday, so I spent each weekend worrying about Mondays, but this past weekend, I had nothing. I had a Spanish test on Thursday which I did relatively well on according to initial reports and a physics test on Friday which also had good feedback (although I haven't gotten either test back yet). My lit class didn't give me any homework, and my calculus exam is this upcoming Thursday. I opened a book for a total of two hours this entire weekend. Not to mention I met a beautiful lady named Kate, but that's another story entirely. I didn't drink much at all this Friday, less than last weekend. I was kinda bored with drinking, not to mention the pillar of smoke and flames from God that said, "Alex, you really shouldn't do this anymore." Yes, let me tell you that story. So I was in Harriet dorm that night around 11pm, chillaxin', not doing too much. The freshman I had mistakenly invited had left an hour before and I was getting bored. The company was good, but the party was iffy (it was in Keith's room, the regular venue for these people. It was Alex Mahr's 21st birthday and she celebrated by buying 200 dollars worth of hard alcohol. She also received a few other liquid presents bringin

g the total dollar amount of alcohol to roughly 300. Well, ORL has a nose for things like this, and five minutes...yes, five minutes after I left, Will Palmisano and the ORL bunch crashed the party and dumped every drop of alcohol in the room down the drain (and kept the unopened bottles for themselves, those greedy bastards). I had only about a shot of 99 blackberries and a Smirnoff or two, so I made it down the stairs ok, and when I got back to my room, 5 messages popped up saying 'omg, we got busted.' You can take a look at that picture, that is all the confiscated alcohol. Keith was allowed to take a picture of it before they took it away in chains...what a depressing night.

Other than that, life is pretty good. I got over my rage of black people, only to give a tour on Saturday to 9 slack inner city blacks and their white old lady host. I was asked a total of 5 or 6 questions the entire time, 3 of which were repeated. That question happened to be, 'what is the party scene like?' I wanted to stop the tour right there and say, go back to your homes, and come back when you grow up and want to be a productive member of society. How am I supposed to respect these people if they give me absolutely nothing to respect????? Oh well, I guess you political correct police will tell me that they don't have to prove themselves, but I disagree. Everyone needs to prove themselves worthy of being a human being. Anyways, I have physics in twenty minutes and my loving, caring, Abby and Brandon await my profile paper for AMBs. Hope you have a good week all, its the Monday of another long one...

Funny thing happened on Sunday...while I was studying my ass off. I didn't notice a single thing on the news about a horrific event that happened exactly four years ago that has put us into this despicable mess we call war. Seems to me something happened on September 11th, 2001, but apparently no one else seems to remember. Ah well, I guess it wasn't that important....

So I have a busy week that is going to end i

n forgetting it all. Well, I don't drink enough to forget it all, just enough to make me really really happy. Kudos to Jen Clancy and Katie Kennedy for contributing to the delinquency of a minor by giving me free alcohol. I'll pay them back tenfold by letting them sit for a minute each in the hallowed LoveSac which has gotten more women into my room than Mr. Biggles himself (not that there are rumors going around or anything). Last week was the first weekend I have gotten 'drunk' in college and there were so many people proud of me. I had 4 shots of vodka and two glasses of margaritas :-) that was fun. Kudos also to Kate, Alex, and Katie for supervising this amazing event. I had one straight shot with a bit of orange soda and I about threw up from the taste of that shit, but some of the bitch drinks we made were quite good.

So anyone hear about the plight all these black people are in down in New Orleans? Its most definitely the white man's fault for them not wanting to leave their homes and then being stranded for a week in the most devastated part of the country right now. Not to mention its the white man's fault that black people are shooting at them while trying to loot/pillage every store in the entire southern Louisiana area. Oh wait, its also the white man's fault that they can't get food and supplies through 30 feet of water, and its most definitely because 80% of New Orleans is black. I'm so sick of all this crap about white people b

eing racist because they don't think that blacks should get handouts. It's fuckin' ridiculous that the average black man lives in extreme poverty for at least 4 years of his life. CAN YOU IMAGINE THAT. Listen to me now, I am not racist, and if you think I'm racist for the above views, you are probably a reverse racist or an ass kisser and believe that because they were treated wrongly in the past, that they have special privileges now. NOT TRUE. Now I can't really say 'they' because we are all of the same genre of multi-cellular organisms, nor do I believe the problem consists solely of black people (white people and hispanics fuck up too), but when white people fuck up, they don't get immediate backup from the KKK saying, "This man was oppressed!" like black people do from the NAACP.
^ this is a leech

Ok, enough ranting. Now the above will probably piss a whole lot of people who read this thing (the entire 20 or so), and most of it is not specifically my opinion because I didn't feel like specifying my exact opinions on all the matters discussed. But I hope that, if anything, it will make you think twice about this crock of shit the media is feeding you about how New Orleans was ignored because it has a majority of blacks. I'm going back to work studying physics now, post your replies on the message board so that others can read them. That message board is really priceless.

As a favor to my dear friend Elizabeth Taylor, I have made a special page on my website to log her efforts to fit into a society both rough and unforgiving, I am, of course, speaking of the Brits. It has been a long and hard struggle for democracy in that part of the world and Elizabeth has fallen into the middle of a valiant struggle for freedom and democracy. You can see how she's doing at www.totalfission.net/elizabeth.

I was very proud of myself today, I actually kept up in physics class and knew what was going on completely. I have patted myself on the back. The problem is that I have tests that are starting to come up and I don't know enough to actually fair well on a test. So

this is going to be a short blog because I need to go back to studying. Life in general has kept me on edge lately, and only those involved know what I'm talking about. I feel like I could write a weekday morning sit-com based on my life. Its been really stressful and the past two days I have gotten little done in the way of homework and last night I almost despaired due to how far behind I realized I was. Its all gonna come out on top though and I think I'll be ok. I do believe I am being led in the right direction in terms of physics because I understand the concepts very well so far (since I don't have to do calculus yet) and my mathematical brain is stretching and warming up for the first hardcore math since my junior year in highschool.

Other than that not much to talk about, I noticed that my power counter jumps every day

about 10 or so views. Out of the 130 that I see right now, 30 are probably from me visiting my site every few days to make sure its up and running, and every time that I write a blog and open up this index.html document on my computer, it adds a hit...even though its not online... But whatever, I'm happy with it and it does what it needs to. Make sure to check out that site on Mesothelioma! lol. I'll catch you guys later, and ps: I have new games. Check them out. And also, these pics I lace into my blog are links, these ones here are just thumbnails, click on them to view the larger image!

So there was a comedian at Illinois Wesleyan last night. His name was Dan, and he said that quote above. He also said racist jokes...racist jokes at Illinois Wesleyan. The people who have engineered this school to have an abnormally high percentage of blacks, Hispanics, and Asians. I think the best part is that he called us out on it. He goes, "Yea, I see you white people, lookin' the black people before you laugh to make sure its ok." Oh, I loved it because these damn stiff boards at Wesleyan need to learn to laugh at a little racist joke now and then. I don't give a damn if people think I'm racist, because I'm not. I just accept you based on how you act, I laugh at you no matter what fuckin' color you are. I love this specific hipocracy, people make fun of religion yet they won't make fun of someone of a different race or ethnicity. Now who would you rather piss off, a bunch of young black people or the Almighty? Eh? Yea, you decide.

Yea, I didn't think the guitar practice every day thing was going to last too long, and it didn't. I haven't played in 3 days and that pisses me off because I want to learn how to play, so right after I finish the blog, I'm going to go play some outside. Yea, I also haven't been able to go outside for the past WEEK with all the studying I've been

doing. I've already studied two hours today and its only 2pm. So I'll probably go rollerblading and play la guitarra por un pico then go back to estudiando. Don't correct me on my spanish because I know I'm right. Anyways, the Flying Spaghetti Monster is persuading me to do other things. Make sure to read that btw, you'll get a kick out of it. Focker Out!

Today's blog entry is below, so read that first, this is just an update. I wanted to give Theresa original answers for her Sociology quiz, so I decided to piss the liberal feminazis off, and by all means, let me hear about it on the guest book or in person. Here you go:

1. do you believe that people today have equal opportunities (for access to education, employment, sports, etc.)? why or why not?
I believe that people can achieve what they want to achieve, but there are certain bigots that make life harder for minorities. Its naive to believe that there is no blatant racism in America, but it is also naive to believe that it is impossible for people to overcome it on their own. Moral of the story: If you aren't determined, you're fucked.

2. do you believe men and women have equal opportunities in society today (education, employment, sports, etc.)? why or why not?
No, I believe that men are discriminated against, and the basis for this statement is Title IX. Title IX is the most ludicrous law passed in the history of this nation. Thousands of highly qualified male athletes have been cut short because there weren't enough women to receive the same amount of attention and funds.

3/1. do you believe sexism still exists? why or why not?
Yes, sexism exists. There is an ingrained thought process into all humans that says that men and women are different. It has been put in our heads for thousands of years, most of the time saying that women are lesser than men. Women still get paid less than men, still hold less dominant jobs than men, although this trend is changing very fast.

3/2. do you believe racism still exists? why or why not?
If there is one person on this earth that believes that racism does not still exist, they have been sheltered. Racism is blatant in all facets of our society, but mainly towards hispanics. You will see that there is very little respect for our hispanic community, most of the death row inmates in any given state are hispanic.

4. how would you define feminism?
The lunatic rantings of left wing women who feel that they are better than everyone else. Society has functioned very well for the past 4 thousand years with 90% of women as stay at home mothers, and now that there is no one to raise our children, the world will degrade into barbarism.

5. based on this definition, would you consider yourself a feminist? why or why not?
I am most definitely not a feminist. I believe that men and women have different qualities and different strengths. I do not believe that men and women are equal, nor do I believe that any man is equal. That is not to say that I believe that all women should stay at home, far from it, but there are some birthright responsibilities that each sex should follow.

So yea, The fact that there's an 11 day gap between blog entries is due to the fact that I had no space bar. The damn thing got clogged with food, hair, and other essentials and shorted out. As most of you who talk to me online noticed, it was a bitch to type without spaces, and most of you complained about havingtoreadmytextlikethis. I was unhappy that I couldn't post a blog, it made me quite annoyed and it left lots of interesting inform

ation from being spread across the internet. As most of you know, my birthday was August 21st, and it was really good. I got a beginners guitar and have been practicing daily to learn Dueling Banjos so I can scare all these Northern folk with my southernisms. Its really fun, I can also play the begining to Undone (the Sweater Song) and Highway to Hell by ACDC!! I was quite excited the first time I got it right.

In other news I have made the transition from home to school, although it has not been easy. I figure I can vent on my blog if no where else. I really miss home. I was

n't half as homesick last year as I am now. I guess I realized how many good friends I have in Tennessee and how well I seem to fit in there. Up here in Illinois, I have 5 or 6 good friends (not to diminish you guys) but apart from that, everyone sleeps around, drinks, or smokes pot, all of which I detest. I also think that I'm realizing that there's no hope for our generation lol. There's not a single person that I want to see reproduce. I'll just hope that Jesus comes before they have a chance to reproduce in great numbers. poor kids... I guess I'll get over my homesickness, but this is the second year in a row I have left someone I care about, not to mention all my friends. Eh, fuck it, I'll be home next week Cleveland! lol I do have a funny story about classes on Monday. Just before my Short Stories: American Voices class, I went into the Admissions office and chatted with Paul Schley, told him I didn't plan on coming back, and you'd swear I had just put a knife through his belly. He's like 'but you can't put IWU out of your plans yet!' I'm like, yea....yea, I can and I already have.' I wonder if I'll still be accepted into AMBs club this year lol.

There are still plenty of things to look forward to this year, like my class load. Calculus, physics, short stories lit class, and my favorite...Spanish. Spanish was so intimidating tod

ay, because the teacher talked in Spanish the WHOLE PERIOD. I was reeling by the end and went up to him and said, 'is it ok that I didn't understand 90% of what you said? He's like, 'sure, most people are screwed the first week anyways.' So I felt better. I also live in Magill and life is well. Big picture window, 212 square feet of gorgeous floor space, not to mention my awesome LoveSac which takes up about a 1/4 of the remaining floor space. So for 3 people have fallen asleep in it including myself, damn that thing is comfortable.

Ok, in the mean time I'm going to wait for someone specific to give me a call. I'll catch you all later. Peace out and have a good semester.

So first order of business, I got a Love Sac! It was so much less expensive at the store than online. The guy even gave me a free sac cover, and on top of that there was a sale going on, so I got the best deal possible on one of these mo-fo's. I did get the movie sac, and you can use the link on the previous blog entry to take a look at it again.

I am also back from Pigeon Forge, TN. I'll have the pictures up tomorrow when I get the photodisc back from Walgreens. My parents are so friggin' cool, and here's why. I was pissed about leaving my friends when everyone was moving to school. Robert was packing, TJ was packing, and a few others in Clevegas and Athens were gettin' out. So I invite TJ up to the Dixie Stampede, and my parents are like 'hmm, you shouldn't drive home this late young lady,' so they get her a room at our hotel and let her stay the whole next day. Not only were my parents cool, but her dad was über-cool for letting her off Thursday and Friday. So that made my vacation that much more enjoyable. I got a bunch of pictures from where we went to DollyWood, Splash Country, and the random arcades and go-carts we rode. Not to mention some scenic views from the water park...heh. I didn't even get sunburnt, I was proud of myself.

I'd like to get some sleep now because I'm having to erase every word due to multiple misspellings. I'm getting tired, it's been a long few days. See you Wesleyan School people soon!

So I was walking down the street today, and I got run over by a car. I got up and said, "hey, you..." and then realized that I was talking to a gigantic twinkie. I wal

ked up to the twinkie, took a bite and Colonel Sanders popped up and said, "where's the cream filling?" About that time, I started to wonder why there was an umbrella growing out of George Bush's ear. He looked lop-sided with that weird look on his face, kind of like he just got done with a bad round of anal sex. It's good to have a president that always looks like he's looking directly at the sun. The sun is made up of millions and millions of magical pixies.

Anyways, my group of awesome friends went paint-balling today and it was the best birthday ever, even though no one really knew it was my birthday, but I didn't care. T

here were some n00bs out in the field, Lauren Garner, David Pritchett, the Mulk, and my very own TJ Smith (whom helped me accomplish the goal of shooting her at least once). The battles were long and hard, but in the end, the day was mine. The new course layout that Horns Creek has is absolutely stupendous. A roughly circular playing field of 5 or 6 acres with a 4 foot deep creek bed running straight through the middle with barriers all over the field and two bridges crossing the creek. Much better than the old course they had. Anyways, it was really really fun. Afterwards we went to the Shake Shack, its a little old place where we can get to-geh-tha. Sorry sorry, had to do it though. Anyways, had fun there, the pictures are on the pics page as usual. Although I'm now going to start making individual pages for each event because I don't like using up the bandwidth that it takes to load every single picture, even though most people only go in to look at one or two.

Nothing much new, I got talked into working a few more days before I go back to school. Although its only three days, its still three days that I have to get up earlier than I wanted too even though no one gets up before I get off of work, which is 1:30pm. My mother is still making me go on this trip from hell that includes 4 days of close contact with both parents, not fun. But I'm hopeful TJ can come with on the Thursday trip up the mountain on horseback and down the mountain on canoe. Speaking of that, the school countdown is at 11 days. I'm really sad, and I'm going to miss all of my Tennessee friends. I guess these people that go to a school close to home don't realize how much I miss the Tennessee people, leaving...for the second year, persons I care about. Gah, its really annoying and in most aspects, heart wrenching. Alas, I guess if I'm strong enough to do it one year, I can do it for one more. Goodnight all...well, good morning, its 1:24am.

Hah! Only 4 days since my last post, I'm getting a bit better. I am still working on my collection of...wow, I stopped writing for 5 minutes and now I can't remember what 'collection' I was working on...that's scary. I think I'm going to donate more money to that Alzheimer's benefit concert I'm hosting. By the way, if any of you like country music (which if you do, I probably hate you anyways) you should check out the website I'm doing and think about visiting the concert in November. ForgetMeNot Benefit

I have also finally been persuaded to try out one of these things they call LoveSacs. You

can find these wonderful things at www.LoveSac.com and see the one that I'm fawning over here, for my dorm room. And another thing! I hear tales that no one clicks on the pictures I put up. Guys, they are links to the full sized pictures. They are almost all hand selected from my extensive collection of pictures that I have collected over the years. Most of them are cool, like the ones from my last blog post, and some are just plain hilarious. Please check 'em out, I don't buy this bandwidth for nothin'!

So on to cataloging my last few days. I got a letter from MTSU officially stating that I was on the wait list for this year. I'm like thanks for telling me WAY too late. But that's not important anymore. What is important is that I will be going back to school in a matter of 15 days, 4 of which will be spent in Pigeon Forge sitting in a hotel room while my mother sleeps...and trust me, that's going to happen. Oh, and speaking of my mother, she asked me the most random question last night..."Did you ever happen to see the Paris Hilton sex tape?" JUST AS PLAIN AS DAY, like nothing had happened. I was so confused by this, I think I literally shit in my pants. No, I have not seen the biggest whore on the face of the Earth sucking some guys schwatz. But yea, that was a bit of an awkward moment between mother and son. Oh, and then she proceeds to get on my computer and go to Rotten.com to look at the gruesome images on there feigning 'morbid curiosity from being a nurse.'

But that is most definitely not the end of my awesome time with my mother. I go to bed at 2am that morning, after my mother gets off Rotten.com, I then proceed to wake up 6 hours later, at roughly 8:15, to my mother panicking because our neighbor's horse got hurt in the barbed wire while fighting with one of our horses over the fence. This is today, Thursday, and I was planning on going to Hamilton Place with TJ to astound her with my technical know-how and help her buy a few things from Best Buy. So, I get up thinking I was going back to sleep in a matter of minutes. Boy was I wrong, for as soon as I get up, I checked my phone, which, in the dark of the previous night, was incorrectly plugged in and did not charge. It was dead. I turned it on and I had a voicemail from 6:45 that morning, it was my place of business Taylor Animal Hospital, asking me to come in because they only had one employee today, everyone else called in sick. So, I call them and tell them, yes, I'll come in for a few hours before I head down to Chattanooga. So I then proceed outside to help my mother who is freaking out over friggin' 4 cuts on this horse's leg that are no more severe than an inch across. She takes the horse down to our neighbor's barn and proceeds to give the horse painkillers and a topical antibiotic (VERY NOT SMART IF YOU OWN HORSES, for the liability is humongous and would have ruined us if the horse had an allergic reaction). So she goes and sees if the people are home, they aren't, but she gets chased out by their German shepherd and wiggs out again. So she then wants to put the horses in their shed because the 'wound is too serious to leave them out in the open.' Are you rolling your eyes like I was? The kicker is that there wasn't a door to the barn, and she was going to put two horses in this barn and enclose them with BARBED WIRE, the same little thing that caused this whole friggin' incident to take place. The horses were going to be unsupervised, full of medicine that could cause an allergic reaction, and other wonderful factors only horse people can imagine about. Anyways, I said I didn't want to be a part of this, so she said 'you know what? just leave then.' In the words of Weird Al Yankovic, 'so I did.' I just left, took my shower, got out, listened to her say how she failed at parenting me because I wasn't a good samaratan, then went to work for two hours and listened to barking animals. After that, I went and picked up TJ and my day was better. Went around people who knew as much as I did about computers, then watched Meet the Fockers. Gentlemen, the day was good. Anyways, that's the story of my crazy-ass mother. You guys have a good night, and I'll get back to you soon.

Sorry my loyal readers. Life has been a bit hectic lately. I had to work 5 out of 6 work days this past week, I didn't even have time to glance at the women :-p Anyways, life's been pretty good, no rocky grounds to speak of. I go back to Wesleyan in 18 days and its kinda depressing. I dunno, I guess I just don't like change. I can't believe how long its been since I've written last. Right now I'm actually packing for college and realizing that some people who are starting college this year and haven't even started packing are in big trouble...lol! Oh well, that's what a day trip to Hamilton place i

s for. I'm going to go splurge on a nice set of speakers for my computer since I have become somewhat of a Classic Rock connoisseur this summer with over 3 gigs of classic rock music to my name. I am also going to buy a bona fide papazan chair for my room. Its gonna be nice, I could probably sleep in it since its so big.

In other news, all of you in Tennessee should know my birthday is August 21st and we'll be doing something the weekend of the 13th. I'd like to go paint-balling but I don't

think I'll have enough people willing to commit 25 bucks, but if there are people that want to do it, let me know. I know at least some of the people who would like to go read this. But if you know someone who wants to go, just make sure they fill out the Horns Creek form here. You can also visit the Horns Creek paintball website here. I hope I can get enough people to go, it'd make my birthday happier! I need at least 10 to make reservations, ready go!

Hmmm, other than that, I had to pay 550 dollars to fix the 'brain' of my Geo. This being only two weeks after I had to pay 80 bucks to replace my speedometer cable. The 'brain' being the main circuitry in the car, which got fried by a bad battery. So we also had to replace the battery! WHOO HOO, I'll have an entirely brand new car soon. But other than that, nothing too exciting in my life. Went to see Wedding Crashers, great movie by the way. 10 booby shots and 1 ass shot. I shall leave you with a quote from the great Jack Handey: "A good way to threaten somebody is to light a stick of dynamite. Then you call up the guy and hold the burning fuse to the phone. "Hear that?" you say. "That's dynamite, baby." "

You know you're jealous of my awesome Geo Tracker. Anyways, the Ben Folds concert was uber-awesome. The best shin-dig I've been to in a long time. The pictures are available here, on the pics page. But anyways, other than being flashed twice, and watching two sets of different girls make out on top of the crowd (one of them was a flasher and kissed naked, I do have pictures of those) Ben Folds was damn sexy. The music...even sexier. There was no pushing or shoving, just a little moshing. I got to help someone up to crowd surf and then watched Ben hit his piano with his stool...again. And I'll tell you that the after-show was nothing short of spectacular; and by the after-show I mean the conversation on the ride home. Ok, take an Alex, a Robert Ridgeway, and a TJ Smith, and put them in a speeding car for 2 and a half hours at 1am, what do you get? You guessed it, great conversation.

School is yet again stressing me out. I have to go back to Illinois Wesleyan, as I found out this evening, because my check must be mailed by August 1st, which is tomorrow, and since I have not gotten acceptance letters from any school I applied to, I cannot afford to not have a school to go to. But this semester is really stressing me out already. I have calculus and physics, two classes which I am wholly unprepared for (which is why I have my calculus book sitting next to me at the moment). If I did not have friends in all of my classes, I believe I would break down and move up the corporate ladder at McDonalds instead. lol. Anyways, That's all I've got for tonight. I hope you enjoy the boob shots from the concert and have a good night/day/whatever.

Guys, Dr. Jaggi gave me some disheartening news. He is the physics professor at IWU and I talked to him about switching majors from biology to engineering. He said that I had to take calculus I and physics 105. Do you know that I dread that more than I dread death? Oh wow, its going to be so hard. I think it might kick me in the ass though and get me out of my laziness mode, maybe it'll get me smarter or something, who knows? I'm thinking that Wesleyan is going to hold me for another year and my reasoning is that I know of a few people who are on this thing called the '3-2' plan where you spend 3 years as a physics major at Wesleyan or some other school, and then 2 yea

rs focusing on your particular engineering goal. I will switch those numbers around, spend two years at Wesleyan and three years at MTSU or some other cheaper state school. The thing is that I cannot finish an engineering major at Illinois Wesleyan so I have to start looking NOW for the school I want to go to next year. We all know how looking at colleges went...visit, nod your head, answer a zillion questions. It'll be fun.

Guess what tomorrow is? MMMMMMMM!!! Ben Folds Concert!!! FREE!!!! Not to mention...its in HOTLANTA. Oh yes, for those of you who are in Hawaii or at band camp... you don't get to go. Or those of you in Murfreesboro trying to look cool at the band competition. Nothing beats the raw power of BEN FOLDS and the ATLANTA UNDE

RGROUND. For those of you needing a ride or directions, please call me 423 333 1545. If you are going to ride with me, its going to be a 5 dollar fee which covers gas and the parking spot. Last time I got screwed over and had to pay for the parking fee and gas because people didn't pay me enough, this time will be different. Anyways, other details, I'll be visiting my good friend Andrew Wood down there who has taken the road less traveled and turned into a homemade boxer, starting this fall, he'll start fighting. We'll spend the afternoon in hotlanta at the underground and then watch the concert. We should be back around 1 or 2am.

And on a final note, gas is getting way to expensive. Apparently its not as bad as they said it was going to be, but I got my gas bill a week and a half ago, and I already have 60 dollars on my card in that period of time. I am going to be completely homebound unless someone wants to come pick me up! lol, and make sure you keep checkin' out the other pages on my website, they are constantly being updated. I am adding a new section to web that includes the MySpace and personal websites of all of my friends. Its a new listing, so I don't have many, but if you'll leave your URL on my guestbook, I'll put it up as soon as I can. Thanks and have a good day/night/evening/morning/dawn/dusk/predawn/whatever :-)

Whassup America? Today I feel like a million bucks. I wish I could explain exactly why, but it's like (careful, corny Harry Potter allusion ahead) I took that bottle of Felix Felicius. But I need to first explain my title because it has a good story behind it. So I was talking to T.J. 3 nights ago, about random stuff because she was on the beach and I was jealous. One of the random stories she started telling involved some guy from CHS named

Manuel Gomez. Now she introduces me to him as "this other kid named Manuel Gomez, he's a Mexican." Me, being the smartass I am, said back, "No shit? You're kiddin' me, he's a MEXICAN?? WOW, that's like saying Yao Ming's a Chinaman! Apparently this somewhat embarrassed her, for she then hastily gave the phone to Shauna who told me T.J. was laughing so hard she almost wet her pants. I felt proud of that and every time I say 'gomez' she knows exactly what I'm talking about.

In other news, I have officially started a last ditch effort to not go to Illinois Wesleyan this upcoming year. I am going to go visit MTSU this upcoming week pending an email back saying they'd accept me and I am also courting UTK. I believe that after months and months of prayer, I have received my sign that being a veterinarian is not for me. I am going to switch to an engineering major and see how that one works out. Not only that, I will have the huge stress of the tuition bill taken off my back and I think that was a big part of my stress at IWU, if I failed, I couldn't go back and do it over because it's too expensive. Not to mention, no matter how much I loathe the Tennessee way of life, living here for the past six years has made it my home and I really don't want to le

ave. I love you Tennesseans and I don't think I could spend another nine months away from the state. Illinois Wesleyan is just not really fun. Only 2100 students, that means that there's only about 1100 women to woo with my master skills of the sport they call love. LOL But anyways, that's the direction I'm now heading and I could use some support :-/ Its a hard thing to switch schools and majors all at once.

On a closing note, I'd like to address something I found on the This is True website for court cases and dumb crooks. They posted an article on an atrocity committed by PETA, People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals. Read on:

I would like all of my readers to visit PETAkillsAnimals and sign the petition to have PETA's tax exempt status removed. There you can also find more on the story above. I would also like you to compare the two North Carolina stories on the opposing websites. www.PETA.org says they did nothing wrong and I especially like the quote, "PETA seeks to solve the animal overpopulation problem in North Carolina by subsidizing spay/neuter services, but we do not and will not hesitate to roll up our sleeves and do the dirty work at our own expense." I want you to decide what is right.

I have two great headlines for you today that I found:

Seattle man dies after sex with horse

Police say death was accidental, investigate farm on cruelty suspicions

SEATTLE - A Seattle man died after engaging in anal sex with a horse at a farm suspected of being a gathering place for people seeking to have sex with livestock, police said Friday.

The horse involved in the incident was not harmed, and an autopsy of the unnamed man concluded that “the manner of death was accidental ... due to perforation of the colon,” a police spokesman said.

“The information that we have is that people would find this place via chat rooms on the Web,” said Sgt. John Urquhart of the King County Sheriff’s Department.

Although sex with animals is not illegal in Washington state, Urquhart said that investigators were looking into whether the farm, located in Enumclaw, 40 miles southeast of Seattle, allowed sex with smaller animals that resulted in animal cruelty, which is a crime.

“If you’re talking about sheep or goats, there could be some issues,” Urquhart said.

Movie Fan Has Nose Bitten Off in Argument

SYDNEY, Australia (AP) - A movie fan had his nose bitten off outside an Australian cinema in an argument over the quality of the violent new Bruce Willis movie ``Sin City,'' police said.

The 19-year-old victim underwent surgery to reattach the tip of his nose following the brawl Sunday night outside a movie theater in Bathurst, 125 miles west of Sydney.

Bathurst police Inspector Cameron Lindsay said the victim and his attacker got into a fight over the merits of the film, an adaptation of Frank Miller's graphic novel about a wicked metropolis filled with tough guys and gorgeous dames. The movie has been praised by critics for its dark, computer-generated imagery and criticized for its nonstop violence.

Police were still hunting for the attacker.

``There's been an argument, apparently over how good the movie was, and then an altercation,'' Lindsay said.

I have officially become a Weezer fan and I have also officially been to my first real concert. Not those pansy things they put on at IWU. Its a good story, so I'll get right into it.

The cast: Robert, Roger, Jeff and his girlfriend Tiffany ( we had breakfast at her house ), Corey and his girlfriend Kim, and John Michael, not to mention myself.
The trip there: We arrive at 4:30 or so after a 2 1/2 hour drive in Atlanta. I was driving and Jeff was driving. I was following Jeff. Once Jeff got off the interstate, Jeff did not know where he was going. So 6 blocks later and total conf

usion I pull out the Georgia map we conveniently bought and figured out we were a block away from Atlanta Underground where the Weezer Gods would bless us. So I took over and found us a parking spot after being yelled at by cops for blocking traffic, and we get in for FREE.
The pregame: So we get there 2 hours early, I figure its good because Weezer rocks and it'll be packed. No. So we walk around and I finally figure out what it's like to be a minority as I look towards the sky in order to avoid making the mob of black people around me angry, not racist, just realist. At 5:30, everyone agrees to stand in one spot in order to save that spot for the concert, about 200 feet from the stage. We stand there for an hour in 90 degree heat and 100% humidity next to people who must have had no clue as to the definition of 'deodorant'. But I keep smiling, I'm


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