It's late.

So.. Christmas was good. I got presents. Many of them. Most notably, dvds of The Goonies and WORDPLAY. I was super excited about that. Also, gift cards to Amazon and Borders. And the New York Times crossword game for DS which is SWEET. Got to see my cousins from Kansas and Columbus today at my grandma's. We had a gingerbread house making contest. It is not finished yet. I was with Cassie and Christopher. Kara and Ryan were on a team and Matt and Danielle were on the other one. Our house is like a horror-type thing. There's a reindeer in the front yard with its head cut off and blood. It's sweet. I shall take pictures. Matt and Danielle gave up like halfway through and poured icing all over. Looks like someone snotted all over it. Green drippy icing. And random marshmallows with toothpicks stuck in them everywhere. And Kara and Ryan's is loaded with icing and candy and stuff. So much so that looking at it makes you not want to eat sugar again ever.

I am drawing Jon Stewart in art. I wrote a ballad about Dwight and Ryan and Mose for English. Lots of stuff has happened. Ooh! We got an external hard drive. So exciting. I was very happy. I am going to miss Eveline. She's leaving on the 29th to go back to Brazil. Some people from our class are going to the airport to say bye. It's gonna be so sad. She is so awesome. We will miss her so so much. Heather and Eve and Josh and Kristen and TJ and I went to see National Treasure on Friday. It was fun. Except TJ and Josh got there late, and when we went in, it was mostly filled, so we had to sit in the very front row with our necks at a strange angle. Then we went back to Heather/Ev's house and played DDR and Wii stuff. Josh left like right away though. And then Kristen did. But TJ and I stayed till like 12:30 or 1 or something. So I ended up spending the night. It was very fun. Heather's little brother Andrew, who is 8, was acting crazy. He kept saying he was the gingerbread man and shining his laser pointer at everyone.

Basketball!

First basketball game was today. Just the JV guys. Which I think was basically the same as the varsity guys. They played Hearts for Jesus. Homeschool group team. They weren't very good. We won 39 to 20-something though we could have done much better. TJ's the only guy from my class playing. Out of the two guys in my class. Josh was playing. But now he's not. :sadface: I worked in the concession stand with Sara and Eveline. And Sara burned the popcorn. And blamed it on Ev. And Joseph was there with Luke and Justin. And he came up to the concession stand and kept criticizing and asking questions about the pricing and wording of the menu sign. I have a box of Nerds and Gatorade. Disgusting amounts of sugar are in me. I feel flitty and strange. Flitty isn't a word. I don't care. Whee. Very super happy fan person type post tomorrow with squee-type things. Yaaaay sugar!

Fun stuff.

I am such a lazy procrastinator. I need to write stuff on here more. Thanksgiving was fun. Really cool. Except for my cold, but whatever. On Thursday, went over to my grandma's house for food and stuff. Cassie and Danielle and Aunt Diana came up from Columbus. We ate. And we played card games. I loves the card games. We played solitare with eight people. That is fast. It's impossible to keep up. And very little room. And lots of hands going everywhere. And 20-something aces all over the table. Super fun. Matt, Derek, Sarah, Danielle, and I tried doing crosswords from a book for 15-ish minutes, but gave up out of frustration. Then Phase 10. With six or seven people. A third of the way through the game, Ramsey came over, so he started one phase behind whoever was in last. I got stuck on phase six for ten turns. And then Ramsey won. So that was kinda depressing. But not. It was fun. And it also took about four hours. On Friday, my family went to cousins on the other side's house. And ate. We wanted to play DDR or some Crash Bandicoot racing game. But Abby couldn't find their PS2. And so Jess looked. And I did, and so did their mom. But we couldn't find it anywhere. So we didn't play it. We played Phase 10. And this time I won, and the game went by fast. Weird. On Saturday, Kara and I went to my aunt Brenda's house where Matt and Danielle and Cassie and Aunt Diana were. And other people came to eat lunch. We played solitare again, and I did better. We play to 100 and I usually end up with something like negative twenty, but this time I had 50. Then we went to watch Beowulf which is not a good movie. The dragon is not Beowulf's son; Beowulf kills Grendal's mother. And I wish Beowulf'd fight with his clothes on. We came back home and watched Benchwarmers. That movie is much more funny than I thought it'd be. I shall have to borrow it. I watched Wordplay four or five times over break. I love that movie. Crosswords, Jon Stewart, Tyler's Trogdor shirt, and They Might Be Giants music. I'm doing The Plain Dealer's crossword every day in school now. Which I think are taken from the LA Times. On Tuesday's puzzle, I finished it except for two squares. And two other letters were wrong. Today, I have a bunch of it not done. But Emily and Brittni and Mr. Wright help. And I do the one in The Chronicle too. But their clues are harder and dumber.

Music is my daddy. Music's my imaginary friend.

Today was fun. From 12 to 5:30, I made pumpkin rolls at Sara's house. That our class is selling at school. It was fun. One of the bread parts came out of the pan in four pieces though. Ground nutmeg and ginger smell horrible. Then I went bowling with my church church's youth group. From 7ish till 9. I did pretty well. I had the highest score the first game out of all 10 of us. Yay. And I got three strikes and six spares in two and a half games. And my scores were 112, 89, and 50 at the fifth frame of the third game. I know all this because we kept scores on papers which are sitting right in front of me. My average was 1.6 points higher than Jonathan's. Bwahaha. The end.

I am extremely lazy. Wow.

Yes. I haven't updated anything on here for two weeks. Man. I always read everything on my friends page though. Just haven't posted. We had our second annual dodgeball tournament like two weeks ago. Chuck, Tyler L., Tyler W., Carissa, and I were on a team, and we got third. Fun stuff. We were the white team and our name was the Purple Flowers. Took the SAT on Saturday. I think I did really really well on it. All the English and reading questions were super easy; I didn't know how to do maybe ten math questions, and that was it. And I liked the essay topic. If more choices make us happy. Pff, no. And... I can't think of anything else. Currently I am burning a ton of CDs of recent Colbert Reports. I have them back through June up through September-ish. Must get the rest. AND. The Best of the Colbert Report DVD's out tomorrow, and I shall be buying that. At Best Buy. Because it said in the Sunday ads that it comes with a bonus disc. Yay. I wish The Paper Soldier would be published already. It was originally supposed to be in like... 1999. Or something. I dunno. Darn you and your time consuming success, Hugh Laurie!

Doompity dawesome

Today in English, Miss Reeves wrote the word "heroes" on the board, and we were supposed to put who is a hero of ours/to us and why. This is why I love my class. Heroes Mr. Bill durable Bono is sweet Abraham Lincoln got rid of slaves Chuck Norris amazing Bear Grylls "the stream incident" Stephen Colbert truthiness Bob Hope funny My DAD! Miss Reeves said that truthiness wasn't a word. I said it was. She said that truthfulness was a word, but truthiness wasn't. I told her to believe me. Then, not so much to her as to myself "Look it up. In your gut."

As I walk through the valley where I harvest my grain

Walk-a-thon was today! It was pretty good. It was also pretty cold. And pretty leaves and their pretty colors. Also, pretty fun. I walked at the front the whole time. Except for when Mr. Wright decided he'd jog for like 15 minutes from where we turned around all the way back to the place we ate lunch. He's crazy. Not really. He's super cool. When we first started walking, TJ and Josh and I discussed last night's episode of The Office. Michael and Dwight sitting out in a restauraunt parking lot on Dwight's car imitating and making fun of Ryan was great. And Michael calling Angela "booster seat". I love that so much. "Phyllis. This is a spoon. It has a round top and is used for scooping." And then we talked about our favorite episodes and deleted scenes and stuff. And TJ said that asking what your favorite episode of The Office is like asking what the favorite part of your life was. Hah. It's great having people in real life who are as excited about things as you are. And TJ really likes The Colbert Report. I've told him about and am going to make him a dvd of all the Even Stephvens. Because those things are so dang awesome. And then we walked more. I'm going to start each new paragraph-like section with "and". It's fun. I talked to Mr. Wright and Mandy and Kristen V a bunch. And at our second break, we got M&Ms. And we kept throwing them in the air and catching them in our mouths. And then we threw them to TJ to catch. Some were at him instead. I felt like I was feeding a dog. It was fun. And this year, the walking seemed super short. Which is ok, I guess. I didn't feel sore at all, not even after sitting on the bus for a half hour and getting up again. But now my legs feel stiff and sore-ish. But it's fine. This was our class's last Walk-a-thon ever. How sad. I think I've been on fifteen of them. Fifteen or sixteen. I think fifteen. The junior high girls have a volleyball tournament tomorrow. I wonder how they'll feel then. Sore.

Michael? This is stupid.

TMBG are gonna be on Ferguson?? I didn't know! And two songs? Sooo awesome. Sweet. The Office! Holy gosh! So, so so great. Amazing. Spoiler. I feel so bad for Dwight. Way worse than I ever had for Jim or Pam. This was much much better than the premiere. I can't wait to discuss it tomorrow in Bible with Josh and TJ and people. 1. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE? A friend of my parents. 2 . WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED? During highschool retreat. 3. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING? I love my writing in all caps. Usually. People say I write messily though. 4. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE LUNCH MEAT? I never get to eat salami, but it is my favorite. That and pepperoni. 5. DO YOU HAVE KIDS? Seven of them. 6. IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU? I think so, because we would like the same things. We would have a ton to talk about. It'd be great to have me as a friend. I would get annoyed by my correctiveness sometimes maybe though. 7. DO YOU USE SARCASM A LOT? I never, ever do. Not once in my life. 8. DO YOU STILL HAVE YOUR TONSILS? Yes. I got strep throat all the time when I was younger though. 9. WOULD YOU BUNGEE JUMP? If other people/my friends were doing it then too, probably. But it's not something I'd go off and do on a whim. 11. DO YOU UNTIE YOUR SHOES WHEN YOU TAKE THEM OFF? Never. I only untie them to adjust their tightness/looseness, if it gets screwed up, which is normally after someone else wears them. 12. DO YOU THINK YOU ARE STRONG? Yes. In an all around way. Arm strength as in push ups or pull ups, no. 13. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM? MINT CHOCOLATE CHIP! No. Not really. I like plain vanilla. With peanut butter. 14. WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE? I gauge how much of a jerk they are/aren't. Their hands. And eyes. 15. RED OR PINK? I don't really like either color. But red. 16. WHAT IS THE LEAST FAVORITE THING ABOUT YOURSELF? How I can't look at people when I talk to them. 17. WHO DO YOU MISS THE MOST? The seniors!! 18. DO YOU WANT EVERYONE TO SEND THIS BACK TO YOU? I'm only sending it to Abby, and she has already filled it out. (Ignore these type questions. I don't want to go back and take them out and have to renumber the whole thing.) 19. WHAT COLOR PANTS AND SHOES ARE YOU WEARING? I have on jeans. No shoes. Just socks. 20. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU ATE? Taco Bell. Specifically, their cinnamon twists. 21. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW? My fingers typing this sentence. In like 30 seconds, the wonderful sounds of The Office. 22. IF YOU WHERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE? Dark blue. I don't know why. It's a good color; solid. Not stupid. 24. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE? I wish cellphones would die. Hate them. People use them way too much. Um. A college caller person trying to get me to go there. 25. DO YOU LIKE THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO YOU? Eh. She's ok. 26. FAVORITE SPORTS TO WATCH? Basketball. Not girls' so much though. And volleyball. 27. HAIR COLOR? I don't know what it is. Used to be strawberry blonde, or something. Ask people, and they'd tell you red. 28. EYE COLOR? Blue. 29. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS? No. The thought of putting things in your eye that could possibly get stuck in there does not sit well with me. 30. FAVORITE FOOD? I like the majority of it. Probably Mexican. Not Chinese. 31. SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS? I don't care much if an ending is happy or not, so long as goes along with whatever it should be. Scary movies are fine. Haven't seen that many. 32. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED? Oh, I don't know. This is actually a hard question. I can't remember. 33. WHAT COLOR SHIRT ARE YOU WEARING ? Blue. 3 on 3 Tourney and Final Four Bash one from 2006. 34. SUMMER OR WINTER? Winter. Heat is evil. 35. HUGS OR KISSES? Hugs. 36. FAVORITE DESSERT? Ice cream cake is awesome. Most deserts are. 37. MOST LIKELY TO RESPOND? No one. 38. LEAST LIKELY TO RESPOND? Everyone. 39. WHAT BOOK(S) ARE YOU READING NOW? I just finished reading The Cult of the Amateur: How Today's Internet Is Killing Our Culture and Anti-Gravity. And Yukon Ho!. Am reading the 10th anniversary Calvin and Hobbes collection. And very soon, a book report book, hopefully about Hugh Laurie. 40. WHAT IS ON YOUR MOUSE PAD? Thomas Kincaid painting. 41. WHAT DID YOU WATCH ON TV LAST NIGHT? Just part of Kid Nation. I can't believe they let that kid walk up to that bull cow thing like that. 42. FAVORITE SOUND? Clicking retractible pens. 43. ROLLING STONES OR BEATLES? Beatles. 44. WHAT IS THE FARTHEST YOU HAVE BEEN FROM HOME? Kansas. There's no place like it. 45. DO YOU HAVE A SPECIAL TALENT? Drawing mazes. I am good at most everything. Not driving or knowing how to get from one place to another or mowing though. 46. WHERE WERE YOU BORN? Elyria.

I have a tiny bit of sunburn.

Kara and Abby and my mom and dad and Uncle Scott went to Apple Hill, which is an orchard and a bunch of other stuff like hay mazes and animals and pumpkins and a store and booths and food. We picked a bunch of apples. And I took pictures. And got visciously scratched by an apple tree. It was fun. Not the scratch. Then we went back to their house. And I made Jess a facebook account. My sister and I play the New Super Mario Bros Mario vs Luigi game all the time. Very fun. I beat her 95% of the time. The Office premiere was ok. Not, like, one of the best episodes ever. But ok. I am so totally getting a Support the Rabid rubber bracelet. And a WristStrong. I will be the most awesomest geeky person ever. Am gonna buy I Am America (And So Can You!) too. I got a Calvin and Hobbes book, Yukon Ho! at the book fair thing at school. And the fourth Artemis Fowl book.

HOUSE/GUITAR FTW!

That is all.

And.

The Emmys are tomorrow. TDS, TCR, The Office, House, Barry Manilow. Yay. HUGH LAURIE IS ON LENO THE 21ST! ED HELMS IS ON CONAN THE 27TH! And The Office hour-long premiere!

I got them at a fancier place. Target.

Tons of stuff. From Target. The Office stuff. Dwight head stress ball. Coffee mugs. Lots of paper products. And magnets. Also pens and pencils. Mechanical ones. Sam just randomly appeared in the gym during junior high volleyball practice yesterday. Very awesome. Good to see him. He's working at Camp Patmos for a week. Neato. The junior high team was in this "Friendship Tournament" today. With two other teams. Only we split up into two different teams as did Lake Ridge. Open Door did not. Many games. We had to be at LR at 8:00 in the morning. Not very fun. Even though I accidentally fell asleep at 10 PM on Friday. I think each team played five games. Something like that. They had two courts at the same time; the gym wasn't wide enough for the girls to serve from the actual serving line, which was about two feet from the wall on one side. I mostly watched. Was slightly perturbed at having gotten up so early for mostly nothing. But for two of the last games, I did the scorebook for the people. And Eveline flipped the little score-keeper-flap things. Eveline is cool and also a foreign exchange student from Brazil that is in my class and lives with the Warkentiens and is staying for six months. I'm waiting for The House That Hugh Laurie Built and I Am America (And So Can You). And, apparently, The Paper Soldier. At least I hope so. I'm reading the book of Andrew Keen, who was on The Colbert Report a monthish ago. The Cult of the Amateur: How Today's Internet Is Killing Our Culture. He is very annoying and mostly wrong and extremely arrogant/retarded. And he keeps calling internet people "monkeys" and "noble amateurs". Only in a sarcastic tone. Stupid man. I want to punch him. In the eye/tooth. I have been watching too much of The Office.

Jon Stewart <3

" Good evening and welcome to "The Daily Show." We are back. This is our first show since the tragedy in New York City. There is no other way really to start this show than to ask you at home the question that we've asked the audience here tonight and that we’ve asked everybody that we know here in New York since September 11th, and that is, "Are you okay?" We pray that you are and that your family is. I’m sorry to do this to you. It’s another entertainment show beginning with an overwrought speech of a shaken host. TV is nothing, if not redundant. So, I apologize for that. It’s something that unfortunately, we do for ourselves so that we can drain whatever abscess is in our hearts and move onto the business of making you laugh, which we really haven’t been able to do very effectively lately. Everyone’s checked in already, I know we’re late. I’m sure we’re getting in right under the wire before the cast of "Survivor" offers their insight into what to do in these situations. They said to get back to work. There were no jobs available for a man in the fetal position under his desk crying, which I would have gladly taken. So I came back here. Tonight’s show is obviously not a regular show. We looked through the vaults, we found some clips that we thought might make you smile, which is really what’s necessary, I think, right about now. A lot of folks have asked me, "What are you going to do when you get back? What are you going to say?" I mean, what a terrible thing to have to do. I don’t see it as a burden at all. I see it as a privilege. I see it as a privilege and everyone here does see it that way. The show in general, we feel like is a privilege. Just even the idea that we can sit in the back of the country and make wise cracks, which is really what we do. We sit in the back and we throw spitballs, but never forgetting the fact that is a luxury in this country that allows us to do that. This is a country that allows for open satire, and I know that sounds basic and it sounds as though it goes without saying - but that’s really what this whole situation is about. It’s the difference between closed and open. It’s the difference between free and burdened, and we don’t take that for granted here by any stretch of the imagination, and our show has changed. I don’t doubt that. What it’s become, I don’t know. "Subliminable" is not a punch line anymore. One day it will become that again, and Lord willing, it will become that again because that means we have ridden out the storm. But the main reason that I wanted to speak tonight is not to tell you what the show is going to be. Not to tell you about all the incredibly brave people that are here in New York and in Washington and around the country. But we’ve had an unenduring pain here - an unendurable pain. I wanted to tell you why I grieve, but why I don’t despair…I’m sorry. Luckily we can edit this. One of my first memories is of Martin Luther King being shot. I was five and if you wonder if this feeling will pass…When I was five, he was shot. Here’s what I remember about it. I was in a school in Trenton. They shut the lights off and we got to sit under our desks and we thought that was really cool and they gave us cottage cheese, which was a cold lunch because there was rioting, but we didn’t know that. We just thought that “My God. We get to sit under our desks and eat cottage cheese.” That’s what I remember about it. That was a tremendous test of this country’s fabric and this country’s had many tests before that and after that. The reason I don’t despair is because this attack happened. It’s not a dream. But the aftermath of it, the recovery is a dream realized. And that is Martin Luther King's dream. Whatever barriers we've put up are gone even if it's momentary. We're judging people by not the color of their skin but the content of their character. You know, all this talk about "These guys are criminal masterminds. They’ve gotten together and their extraordinary guile…and their wit and their skill." It's a lie. Any fool can blow something up. Any fool can destroy. But to see these guys, these firefighters, these policemen and people from all over the country, literally, with buckets rebuilding. That's extraordinary. That's why we've already won. It's light. It's democracy. We've already won. They can't shut that down. They live in chaos and chaos…it can't sustain itself. It never could. It's too easy and it's too unsatisfying. The view from my apartment was the World Trade Center and now it's gone. They attacked it. This symbol of American ingenuity and strength and labor and imagination and commerce and it is gone. But you know what the view is now? The Statue of Liberty. The view from the south of Manhattan is now the Statue of Liberty. You can't beat that. So we're going to take a break and I'm going to stop slobbering on myself and on the desk. We’re going to get back to this. It's gonna be fun and funny and it's going to be the same as it was and I thank you. We'll be right back. " - Jon Stewart, The Daily Show - September 20, 2001

Hm.

I have the most geekiest dreams. Like two nights ago. About exit polling. How lame is that? I guess I watched too much of the Indecision 2004 stuff before bed. We went to the fair yesterday with my cousins and uncle and aunt. I saw TJ and Josh and Kristen and Tony and a bunch of juniors and sophomores. We went to the demolition derby which was much more interesting than I thought it would be. I'm not as scared by the thought of car crashes now because nobody in the derby got hurt, and I don't think I'll ever be in a bigger accident than anything that happened to them. I can't believe Alberto Gonzales resigned. Today. And the Daily Show and Colbert Report are on vacation. This sucks.

So school is starting this Tuesday.

And I have classes. *Bible. First period. This is gonna be really great. Mr. Wright said we can bring in breakfast stuff whenever we want. Plus, Mr. Wright's awesome. Plus, Bible is a really fun class. *Study hall. I think. The schedule they sent me is confusing. *English. Not as great. I don't enjoy Miss Reeves. I hope this is better than it was last year. *Physics. I wish Mr. Townsend was still here to teach me this. I'm gonna miss him. Ever year he had his students build rocket cars. And do all this neat stuff. Now, Mrs. Warkentien is teaching it. I thought the new math teacher would. *sigh* Mrs. Warkentien's teaching methods and me do not mesh well. But my mom said that she wanted to take the class down to the Answers in Genesis' Creation Museum in Kentucky. I doubt it'll happen. But it would be totally amazing if we did. Though I don't really think there's that much stuff there that would involve physics. Biology and chemistry? Yes. *Teacher's aide. For Mrs. Clark. To help with video class stuff, since I couldn't take it this year. Physics is in the way. *Lunch. *Movies as Literature. Meaning we watch movies then discuss them. Verbally and written-ly. *Photography. Yay! Mr. Wright again. He's so cool. *Drawing III. The III doesn't mean much. I've not drawn much lately. I think I might want to study graphic design in college. Maybe. I don't know. Or something science/doctor-y. Also, I'm doing the scorebooks for junior high volleyball. And JV. And varsity. I think.

The system is down. The system is down. The Cheat is GROUNDED.

I saw this band on Conan the other day, Clap Your Hands Say Yeah. I don't see how anyone would like them. The guy who sang was... whining; you could barely hear what he was saying; he barely opened his mouth. I mean, the music wasn't that bad, just kind of repetitive. I wonder if that's how they sound on their records or not. Ugh. They do. Their Myspace. Bleh. Seems a lot of people like them though. Have over 100,000 friends. Yuck. --- Late last night, I found some really really great interviews with Jon Stewart and Stephen Colbert, serious interviews, actually them, not their characters. Not that Jon really has a character on TDS, but still. Interviews. They're amazingly long, and infinitely interesting. There's four or five with Jon, from 1999 to 2004, and one with Stephen, in 2006. These type of things enthrall me to no end; I could watch them and the interviewer, Charlie Rose, who is, in my opinion, awesome, great at his job, for hours. Whoah. All my interjections and commas make that sentence confusing. It's like how I felt watching Mike Rowe on QVC clips- that I could listen to him all day and be really happy. Only more so with these interviews. I watched the one with Stephen and two with Jon, stayed up until past 3am. I'll watch the rest of them today. Each is either 20 or 35 minutes long I think. It's.. reassuring?to me that they are, in fact, smart, smart people. I have tremendous respect for them now. Way more than before.

I forgot a subject line.

They're selling wristSTRONG bracelets now! And by they, I mean Comedy Central. But they're five dollars each. Plus 5.40 shipping and handling. Do I want to spend that much on a piece of rubber? Yes. Barely. Last night, at church, there was a concert. By someone who used to go to our church. But she got married and moved to Dayton and had four kids. Her husband works with children at the church they go to down there. Jennifer Deal. She's made a cd in her home studio, and this was her first concert. It was pretty cool. Her voice is amazing. I remember her from when I was younger. Her Myspace. That's all. I finished reading The Fortress of Solitude, Naked Pictures of Famous People, and America (The Book) yesterday. I got the audio book of America the Book from the library. I didn't even notice that Stephen Colbert was the headings/summary reader until two thirds of the way through the second chapter. His voice is so different. Much more calm and quiet and subdued, almost like he's trying to talk to you without waking anybody up. If that makes sense. Jon Stewart has a [EDIT: lover(l)y] voice. My typos are horrible.

Ryan started the fi-YAH!

I got my temps today. My parents absolutely made me. I read through the book I was supposed to study once. Had to get a 75% to pass. I only had to take 36 questions out of 40 befor I got above a 75. Missed six questions. It's scary that anyone just has to do that and they can drive. Because I'm pretty sure I'd wreck the car into a wall or something. I've never so much as sat in the driver's side of a vehicle before. Besides bumper cars and go carts. And I'm pretty sure those don't count. Yay! I bought season 2 of The Office from Buybacks for $25. Now I have to buy the third season when it comes out in a few weeks. My money's going away. Oh well.

I like croutons.

Free Cable May 15, 2007 - August 9, 2007 The cable company people killed it. This sucks. Just NBC, Fox, CBS, etc. And the boring news channels and home shopping types. We also still get the country music channel and G4 still. Not sure why. Hate country. But I love G4. Goodbye Man vs Wild and Dirty Jobs and Mythbusters and food cooking competition shows and Daily Show and Colbert Report and Spongebob. LION ATTACK!!!11 Lions vs. buffalo vs. crocodiles. Heck yes awesome. On page 130 of The Fortress of Solitude now. I want a wriststrong bracelet more than anything.

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"Everyone knows I love to relax: braiding the hair of my new Project Runway Barbie, adding story after story to my Sims dreamhouse, and changing channels constantly between reruns of Law & Order: Criminal Intent and the Senate NSA hearings on C-SPAN." - lolz Flansburgh Darn Facebook has not been working right. Now, not at all. Site maintenance. Ick. My day today was completely and pathetically uneventful. I stayed up until four in the morning and then slept until noon. Then I ate banana nut bread. Or banana bread. Don't know. I read Jonathan Lethem's The Fortress of Solitude for two hours and only on page 68. Is that slow? It really feels like it. Then One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest was on tv so my sister and I watched that. The End.

I am going to eat Lucky Charms.

Comment and I'll give you a letter; then you have to list 10 things you love that begin with that letter. Afterwards, post this in your journal and give out some letters of your own. gave me H. 1. Hugh Laurie 2. Homestar Runner 3. Hodgman, John 4. Happiness 5. Humility 6. Hot dogs 7. Ham 8. House as in where I live 9. Humour with a u 10. Happy Doesn't Have to Have an Ending I had this weird dream that TMBG was playing a concert that was airing on Disney. Sam and Bob and a bunch of my friends from school/church were going to go to this Bible study and were all waiting outside in my driveway and in my neighbors'. I suppose I was sleeping in my dream because I woke up about two minutes before 8:00, which was when They were supposed to start and also when we were supposed to leave for the Bible study. I hurriedly rifled through our cabinet of kids VHS tapes, looking for one of them on which my grandma had taped cartoons on like fifteen years ago that I could use to record the show. Still in a sleep-induced stupor, I put the tape in the VCR and pressed rewind. I half fell back asleep on the couch for maybe five minutes and then woke back up to set the VCR to record. I realize that the tv and VCR had been unplugged because of the thunderstorm that had been going on earlier. (Early this morning, it was storming, and I'm pretty sure she did unplug them. I guess I was going in and out of being awake.) At some point during this stuff, I went outside and saw that Sam and other people I can't remember were dressed up really nice; he actually had a suit on. I was confused and worried that I was too dressed down, just had jeans and a t-shirt on. But half the people there were dressed like me, so I supposed I was fine. I set the VCR to record, it took me a really long time, something wasn't working right. It was probably 8:20 when I was done and ready, but everyone had left to go to the Bible study already. And they went in a black stretch Hummer. I kept checking tmbw, trying to figure out what songs They played; I was getting really frustrated and confused. There was video of Them at the Bowery from the early nineties, only They looked the exact same and had Dan, Danny, and Marty. I kept thinking that that was the Disney show and was wondering how tmbw had it if it was just now playing live. I watched the tape, looking for Them. I had estimated that Their portion of the show would be two hours long, but They only played three songs. I was even more confused and ticked off now. I felt really bad for taking too long and not going with everyone to the Bible study. There was also something in there somewhere about going to a taping of the Colbert Report, or meeting Stephen, or running around his studio; I can't remember. I woke up. Construction people have been working on repaving our street for the past few days. Last week, they stripped all the asphalt off to where it was bear stone/concrete/whatever. Yesterday, they put the first coat of asphalt back on. With really big trucks and machines. There was this awesome huge roller that one guy drove back and forth over the stuff after a truck ahead of it laid it down. I took pictures. It will be really great when it's finished; our road was so pot holey that when roller blading, it took all your concentration to not hit one. The next time I go to the store, I'm going to buy myself some Americone Dream ice cream.

All you have to do is take a close lickin'

I am on a mission to burn as many dvds full of the Daily Show and Colbert Report goodness as possible. Making menus is pretty dang fun. And time consuming. Stupid data takes three hours to convert and prepare and burn per dvd. It is so worth it though. I found TMBG's 2001 interview with Jon that was partially on Gigantic. Hehehehe. I'm giddy. Mr. Colbert has become very akin to Dr. House. Vicodin <3.

I am in love with Stephen Colbert.

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Dumb ol' LJ. Power outage. Pff. I love love love love love the magazine Wired. I have a new fixation! One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest. It's completely made of awesome. Except for the swearing. I hate it. I hate swearing. It makes me angry. Someone said that it's a sign of a weak mind and/or vocabulary. Something like that anyway. I do not like it. Sam I am. I do not like green eggs and ham. That movie is so cool though. It's completely hilarious and sad and powerful and stuff at the same time. And I think that Billy looks like my friend Mike.

Kansas

I'm in the airport right now, in Columbus. We drove down and went to our cousins' house in Plain City. My grandma and her dog and my cousin Matt went with us. I listened to the first third of The Areas of My Expertise. Went to see my other cousins that live relatively close. Then went back to Danielle and Cassie and Aunt Diana's house and then to watch part of Cassie's softball game. And now we have to get in line for something.

I love late night tv.

TMBG on Conan. Very interesting. During his monologue, I just stared at their guitars and bass and drums and plinky piano thing. I wish They would have picked a different song to do; I'm Impressed is by far my least favorite. It's just. Blah. Plain and boring. I love Marty. His faces are so cute/awesome. Them all yelling in the middle scared me. And I told my mother before They came on that Linnell would be wearing a dress shirt and tie, like in 2001. With his pants all hiked up really high. Hehe. INeedACrane on tmbw said he had on the same tie as six years ago. This amuses me to no end. Also, Bear Grylls was on Kimmel. It was a pretty good interview, much better than when he was on Letterman the other week. He seems to never quite answer the question he's asked, but rather start talking about other stuff. Like motivational stuff. Or something. I don't know. But this interview was good. Much more relaxed and junk. But the previous guest that was sitting next to Bear kept butting in and trying to talk over Bear and/or Jimmie. That was annoying. Said something about how if Bear died, the cameramen would be all "Let's grill Bear." Lolololololnot. I thought CBS took out the commercial break in the middle of Craig Ferguson's monologue. I guess not. It's only been there a week or so, but all the fan people kept complaining. CBS is dumb. I burned the back sides of the roof of my mouth, parallel to the molars, eating a hot dog a few days ago. Still hasn't healed and continuously torments me whenever I eat scratchy things. My mom and my dad and my sister and my grandma and I are going to Kansas on Monday. We're gonna fly. Will be my first time. We're going to visit cousins. And aunt and uncle. Will be there for my birthday. It's the 17th. And I'll be 17. Coincidence? Yes. I have to get up really early tomorrow. Ok. At 8:30. To pass out fliers for Vacation Bible School. I see absolutely no point or advantage in doing it that early. I'm drinking pink lemonade. The kind in which powder is poured into a water bottle. I really like those. But it hurts the roof of my mouth. The end.

The Else has been released. From a cage or something. John Linnell's post-show cage.

I was very bored and reading all this junk about Mike Rowe and how awesome he is. He and Bear Grylls are my most recent objects of intense obsession and adoration. Them and Mythbusters and The Daily Show and Colbert Report. I was looking at stuff about Mike Rowe and rewatched some of the things of him at QVC. I would seriously watch a show with just him talking about whatever was on his mind all day. Cherubical. Hah. While I was on here, I found this. It's almost pathetic, no?

Jamie want big boom.

My mom and my sister and my cousins Abby and Jess and I went to Cascade Park to watch the fireworks. There were a lot of people on that hill. Very, very many. Pieces of fireworks kept falling on us. Really tiny pieces. They looked like seeds. Only they smelled like sulfur. There were a ton of lightning bugs. It was so cool. Their lights were green, not yellow. I think that was the most surprising and awesome thing I've ever seen in my life. Are green light-emitting fireflies common? I've never heard of them before. It would be cool to catch all different species of them and put them in a jar. Rainbow-y. I don't know why I'm typing like this. In this format. Like every sentence is a single, complete thought. That's the definition of a sentence, though, yeah? Fireworks are cool. They were set to music. I could feel the thumping of the bass and of the fireworks in my chest. I love the smell of explosives and gunpowder and burning wood. Very much. Fire is the most insane, amazing, crazy, interesting thing ever.

I'm going to go eat dinner.

An ice cream truck just went down our street playing Silent Night. That is all.

Pictures.

: My My Photos folder is mainly for miscellaneous junk which does not fit into my other more awesome folders. *** : I've also bought State Songs and Whirlpool and Jessica from the Why Does the Sun Shine? EP and Darlin' Allison. I shall update this entry with more if thou providest it.

Took this from . 01. Comment with a request to see absolutely anything on my computer. My desktop, my documents, my bookmarks, my latest works inprogress, my iTunes, my Facebook... absolutely whatever you are curious about. Request it. 02. I will respond with a screenshot of the very thing you request. 03. In return, you will spread this meme far and wide. -------- My sister's birthday party was yesterday and is today. Three of her friends from school and two of our cousins spent the night here. Fun stuff. I like ice cream cake. MINT CHOCOLATE CHIP. Not really. But still. The Office. I love it. Also theofficechat.com. Very cool. I'm happy.

Get to tha Point

CP was extremely awesome. Pretty good weather. Didn't rain at all, was really sunny. A little too hot though. I can has sunburn now? Yes. But not bat at all. And only on my face. We left the church at like 9:30 or something. Lots of people. 30 or 40. Sat by Mandy on the way there. In the green van. I walked around with Pastor Dave, Steve, Sam, Garrett, Andrew, and Kim. Other people walked with us later after lunch and stuff. We only had about two hours before lunch. First thing we went on was the Millennium. Only waited like 45 minutes. That ride is so awesome. Really smooth. Then we went on the Skyhawk. Was the first time I'd gone on it. Sat next to Steve. He screamed like the whole time. Actually it was more like yelling. I'm tired of typing. Will finish this later.

Oh man

I'm going through school/friend withdrawal. Even though I saw people on Friday. It's really strange. Ah well. Will see people tomorrow. Yay Cedar Point!!! I could, like, call people. But I despise the telephone. So awkward. For me anyway. Ugh. CEDAR POINT! I'm so happy. I wanna go on another ride with Pastor Dave. Hehe. He is so awesome. Also Sam or Tony or someone. Cause that'd be hilarious. The wedding reception we went to on Saturday was pretty cool. Still disappointed I missed all those graduation parties.

GRADUATION'D!

Everything went really well last night; it was great. Very sad and happy at the same time. Kristin and I didn't mess up on our "Please join me in saying the pledge to the _______ flag," and no one tripped or fell down the aisle. Steph and Steve's and Rachel and Nate's songs were really nice. Pastor Dave was the commencement speaker; his speech was really awesome. And funny. He was talking about how there are two categories of adults in relationship to candy. The grandparents and people at church who give you candy when you're good and give you candy when you're bad to try to get you to be good. The other group who does not: parents, teachers, dentists, and mean people. Bob and Bethanne's speeches were really nice too. Afterwards, after waiting in line for forever, I got pictures and hugs from every one of them. Except only a handshake from Jeremy. Cause he doesn't do that. In practice, he was all "I never hug my mom. What'm I supposed to do?" Haha. Going to a wedding reception today. Bleh. I cannot wait for Tuesday! Cedar Point! Yay.

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One more day till graduation. How exciting/cool/sad/nervous-ish. Will be extremely strange. I'm going to Cedar Point with church youth group people on Tuesday. Haven't been to CP for a while. Wanna see the Maverick and lack of log ride and those two other newish spin-y rides. Last time I went was like two years ago. With youth group people. I went on the Wicked Twister with Pastor Dave. Highly amusing. The Top Thrill Dragster is overrated I think. Is cool, but a waste of time to wait for more than, like, thirty minutes. My family's going to my mom's cousin's wedding reception in Pennsylvania on Saturday. He got married in Jamaica I think. My mom hardly ever sees him. I don't wanna go. There're seven graduation parties that I would very much like to go to instead. It is dumb. Yay for Cedar Point. It shall be so much fun!

Dog Food Gangsta

Went to Joseph's graduation party at the church yesterday. It was ok. I got this cool marker thing from the library for signing up for their summer reading thing; it has this white marker that doesn't show up on paper till you color over it with either the red or blue. I just got back from going to Steve and Steph's graduation party, which was extremely fun and a good time. Me, Preston, Kristen, Jeremy, Emily, and sometimes Steve and Steph talked for forever. First outside on the porch, but it was like 80 or 90 degrees out, so we went inside. I got there at 12:30. The party was supposed to end at 2, but we didn't leave until after 4:30. Brandon's little brother Colton kept trying to beat up Jeremy with his hat. Fun stuff. Going to Joseph and Anthony's graduation tonight. In like 15 minutes.

Last Day of School

So sad. I don't want the seniors to leave! They're so awesome. I shall be very very sad. I have one exam next week on Monday. Graduation is next Friday, the 8th. Kristin and I are the junior officers; we get to lead in the seniors and the pledges and usher/get the teachers/parents out. We had practice for the stuff yesterday and today. Kristin and I got to be surrogate parents for when they were practicing reading their life verse, getting their diploma/pictures taken and then coming down front to hug their parents and hand them the diploma/roses. We got hugged by some of the girls. And Sam. It was so funny. Kristin and I decided that Andrew wasn't our son; he was most definitely adopted. *sadness* I'll miss them so, so much. Yesterday at church, it was Graduation Celebration, where all the seniors sit up front facing everybody else at all decorated-up tables and wear party hats. They got presents. Then everybody talked about their favorite or funny memories of them. Then they told their favorite memories. Then they gave wisdom to us younger folk. Pastor Dave wrote a poem, or something of that sort, like he did last year, telling about each senior and stuff. This year, it was entitled The Odyssey of Senior Lore 2007. I am sorta bored, so I will proceed to type out some of it. Lend me thine ears oh young and foolish of thought Much passes of time - and time passes much The great years of our Lord 2002 to 2007 What has passed is not now gained - but what was gained has not yet passed A clergy of youth twas I, bold and naive The youth thus hither to had been astrayed The winds of immaturity and temptation howling What would become of those young - passing to the new Now I doth again bequeath to thine attentive ears [[15 similar stanzas about seniors]] So may we rise to meet the challenge laid before us by so large and noble a group Tis nobler to learn from greatness and build upon it than to tear it down It was the best of times, it was the best of times Their impact on our lives, lifelong, or at least through the next fer weeks Their memory, though now fading, burning on digital camera prints forever So may it be as it was and evermore shall be - it cannot be again, but may again rise to be so, Though it may be hence a year from now David Burman II-the thirtieth day of the month of may in the year of our Lord and Savior two thousand and seven It only took him 35 minutes to write. PD's insanely amazing. Also, at the beginning of everything, there was a slideshow. And ice cream cake. Some unforeseen evil is strangling the speed at which mine internet doth travel. Speaking like that is fun. And mildly educational. I'm a senior. Sorta. How scary. Have not received my freaking book report back yet, Miss Reeves. The school year is over. So dumb. Today, I brought my camera to school to show Mr. Wright to make sure I could use it for photography class which I plan on taking next year. So I took a bunch of pictures throughout the day. TJ did too. Alot. Of himself. He was in the process of doing so third period when the tornado alarm thingie started ringing. He took pictures of our journey downstairs. They're pretty funny. In history, everybody presented their made up governments. We got do bid on qualities for our society, like power or financial security or health or knowledge, then we made seals and flags and mottos and anthems and prepostambles and outlines of governmental system-types. TJ and Nate and Stephanie and I were in a group. Our country/planet/whatever was all one huge house, like literally, everything communal like. Communalism, it is called. Motto is "Speak softly, live in a big house. Because some people might be sleeping." Anthem was Come on-a My House, a really strange song from the 50's sung by Rosemary Clooney. Mostly just repeats "Come on to my house, I'm gonna give you ____" candy, a pear, a Christmas tree, an "easta egg". Also says "I like your hair". Our flag was a door. Rotated 90 degrees from a normal flag shape, thus resulting in the doorness. Had a room number and handle on it. Also a doggy door. The seal was sweet. Big, big house sitting on top of the earth with wings, like bird wings, symbolizing the house's wings as in expansionized sections. Fun, fun stuff. That is the last class we shall ever have with Mr. Spickler. Was his last year teaching here, after 19 years. Also for Mr. Townsend. Except for the 19 years part. 5 years. Will miss them and Deanna very much next year. Deanna's joining the Marines. And all the seniors. Waah. The fact that school's done is surreal, that I won't ever see any of the seniors in class or the hallways again. I'm sad. I'll still be able to see some of them, yeah. At church Wednesday nights through the end of the summer. But a lot of them are going off to college at Cedarville or BBC or Bob Jones or somewhere. Email and instant messaging and facebook and myspace too. But they suck compared to actually seeing/talking to them almost daily. I hate change.

Dodgeball

We had an awesome dodgeball tournament at school on Thursday. Everyone had planned a ton of stuff and was extremely excited for it. It was fun. I was on a good team. Sam, Chuck, Mike, and Tony. Every team had to have at least one girl on it. Aaron, Sam's younger brother, asked me to be on his team, but I thought I was going to video tape it, so I said no. Then Bob said it didn't matter if I taped it or not, and Tony asked me to be on his team, and his sounded like it had people on it who I wouldn't want to be against: really hard-throwing people like Chuck and Sam. So I joined his team. Then Aaron kept complaining about it. His team, who was brown and called Troop 417 ended up winning, too. So he was all, "Ha!" at me today. It was funny. We were green and our name was/is/whatever Total Sweetness. Tony keeps insisting that it's Totally Sweetness, but we say that that doesn't make any sense. Because it doesn't. The boundaries of the court were along the volleyball court lines; there were tables all set up around it like this. and this. This my team. Yo. Tony, Sam, me, Mike, Chuck. There were preliminary warm-up-type rounds that didn't hurt our records, just seeded us in the brackets. Since there were an uneven amount of teams, we were the only team to play twice. THe first time, we played a team of all junior highers, beat them pretty quickly. Then we played the black team, Shock and Awe, which was all seniors. We beat them in fifteen seconds. It was great. Sam had a really good catch. Video! Yay! So we won both those two games. Then the actual tournament ws double elimination. We won our first game, but somehow lost the next two. They were all extremely short; I doubt we played more than six or seven minutes total. The black team worked their way back up the bracket thing (or whatever) and played Aaron's team. Best out of seven games. Aaron's team won. The end.

Cold

It was kinda cold today. Junior high and high school went on a field trip to an Indians baseball game today. Against Minnesota. Also listened and watched, before the game, to NBC local weather people talk about weather. I think it was geared toward 3rd grade. Boring stuff. As was the game. We sat at the back, on the third base side in foul territory. Absolutely nothing happened until the 7th inning when the fourth and fifth people in the Indians' lineup had back-to-back home runs. And then nothing again. Four hits for each team the entire game. Still way better than school though. Sat by Kristin. Talked to her. And Mike. Then we went back to school, and I ran the scoreboard for the second of the two third through sixth grade intramural basketball games. They're very funny to watch. The super-secret Office season finale is on in 20 minutes! Yay!

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Went on Adopt-A-Highway after school today. TJ, Heather, and I went on one side of the road and Josh, Kim, and Brittni went on the other. We found a Blue Man Group cd still in its original cardboard and shrinkwrap case thing. I unwrapped it; Mrs. Warkentien put it in the van's cd player; it worked fine. Cool music. Then I found a "Gangsta Boo" cd which was all muddy. I might clean it off and listen. Probably not. It was fun. Took about two hours. The weather was good. Cooled off right as we started. Too much wind though. Dust. We saw a dead something in the grass. Couldn't tell what it was. Just fur. TJ and I played Pac Man and Dig Dug and Galaxian on the way back to the school. We got cable. It is awesome. Right now, we've got all 70-something channels. But it's like a free trial-ish thing; cable people are coming sometime soon to do something to something so that we only get basic basic cable. Which mostly adds QVC, HSN, and two C-SPAN channels. Ah well. Picture quality's much better. No more dumb antenna. But I can't figure out how to record anything with the VCR. House is on tonight. I like Mythbusters and How It's Made and Little People, Big World and very much other stuff.

Quick

The USS Cod was amazing. I got a 30 on the ACT.

Stupid Coincidence

What. The. Heck. There's finally a TMBG show near me, that I can actually go to, that's all ages even. But. Guess what? We're gonna be in Kansas then. Visiting my cousins. The show's on the 21st; we're leaving the 18th. Anger.

I doth protest. Citizen's arrest.

The Shadow Government is so cool. This week's been pretty good. Less boring that I expected, even though the seniors are gone. My class and the sophomores are going on a field trip to the Cod on Friday. Yay field trip! The first one I've been on all year. In art, we're building these little model-ish things with tiny, tiny bricks and sand-grit-oatmealish mortar. Kim and I are working on the coliseum. It's got 965 pieces. The whole thing's like maybe ten inches across. It's pretty cool. Tyler and Cameron and Chuck are doing one of those too. We're having a race. Me and Kim are way winning. Other people are doing the Great Wall of China, which's got 600-something parts and a Mayan temple thing that's got 300-ish. I think maybe Kim and I will finish first. It's so fun! I don't know why. There is a little plastic wheelbarrow and metal spade for the mortar. And the mortar's water soluable, so you can build it over and over again. The play was very good. I went both nights. The Else is amazing. Bye.

Play

The school play's tonight! And tomorrow! A Murder Is Announced. By Agatha Christie. From my class, Josh and Emily and Heather are in it. Shall be very neat. I'm hoping I can go both nights. The Office disappoints me. There is absoultely no reason for that kind of sexual crap. So many other decent and unraunchy things can be funny. Boo, NBC. Boo. Had a government test today. Pretty easy. English class is driving me crazy! It's so pathetic the things she makes us do; I could learn like 5 times as much in the same amount of time on my own. We're reading The Merchant of Venice, and she keeps telling us what happens later on in the book. SPOILER ALERT! The ship sinks. Oh wait, that was what she told us when we just started watching Moby Dick. Also, Dimmesdale dies. And Portia marries Bassanio. And all Antonio's ships sink. BUT. Next week, she's gone on senior trip with the seniors, and Mr. Davis is our substitute. He actually teaches us things, and, even though he makes us work crazy hard, my whole class likes him better. Which is saying something cause my class is extremely lazy. The paper clip was invented in 1867. Mr. Wright told us that today. Studay hall/video class was boring-ish today. Mike and I went to the library because the conference room, where we usually go, was filled with people and/or occupied. We looked at an issue of Popular Science. (No such thing, man. More like Nerdular Nerdence.) That magazine's cool. But not as much as Wired. Then Mike had to leave for a doctor's apointment, so I went into the cafeteria where Bob and Jeremy were trying to find a good music track for our college video. Any idea? It's gotta be around 3 minutes long, give or take 30 second. Instrumental would be better. Right now, we're prolly gonna use Smash Mouth's All Star. Bleh. Overused. But kinda cool. Next week's gonna be so boring without the seniors here. I shall be all alone in video class all week.

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TMBG/The Brothers Chaps are doing stuff together again! A music video for the number 8! Yes. Also, Matt Chapman's robots. On my blog.

Happy!

Track listing! Yay! Can't wait to hear the new/improved/even-more-awesome Contrecoup. The Mesopotamians, With the Dark, The Shadow Government, and Feign Amnesia must be awesome; songs that are called that must be. School has been pretty cool. A rhyme. Ooh. Yeah. Talents for Christ was Saturday, from 10 to like 4 or 5, and it was very cool. Nate's bass playing was my favorite part. String bass. Like a cello, only bigger. Bigger than him. And taller. Like a foot taller. Stephanie got second in girls speech, Reilly was first in visualized teaching, or something like that, Drew got second in piano, the First Baptist large ensemble choir got first, and Steve got first in male voice. It was very happy. Very good. Only Sam didn't do his speech thing. But. He finaly came back to school yesterday. Carry on Wayward Son has been stuck in my head...for like the past week. We used it in one of our video projects. Also, Mike's obsessed with it. That, or he's got it stuck in his head too. He sings it all the time. But only the acapella part at the beginning. Bye.

I guess Michael J. Fox was on Rachel Ray today, but I missed it.

Kelly from The Office is the most annoying thing ever. I am so happy! The Else is comin' out even sooner! And Take out the Trash is pretty cool. I have no idea why this makes me so happy, but when a rerun of House was on Fox and 101 Dalmations was on Channel 43 like two hours ago. Seeing Hugh on two of my nine channels at the exact same time made me ecstatic. "I like icecream too, mate. Alligators. Dingo babies." Happy happy happy. I have a headache though. Dunno why. For the last two days, at random times, my head'd start throbbing. Like pulsing. Sometimes it only throbs once, sometimes for a long time. "Put the most attractive beets on top. The kind of beets that make you pull over your car and go 'Wow. I need this beet right now.' Those are the money beets." Talents for Christ is tomorrow. Shall go and shall watch people do various creative things. Singing and instrument playing and speech giving. Will see Heather and Stephanie and hopefully Sam give their speeches. Sam hasn't been at school all week; he had surgery on Monday. Hope he's not still in horrible pain. Poor Sam. Poor Sam's nose. And ear. I did horrible at bowling the other day. Only got... 83. We only played one game and then went to get icecream at a stand thing that's really close to my house. So I just got dropped off there and didn't have to go back to church to wait for my mom to come get me and my sister. Jonathan was standing around his yard, and he came over and asked if we had a key to his house. We didn't; I called my mom, and she said that his sister, Jennifer, had borrowed the key before and hadn't brought it back yet. So we watched the bloopers of season two of The Office.

Church!

Going bowling! Yeah! Sweet!

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Eating icecream can make you feel sick.

Don't make me kill you again

Ondine is cool. TMBG is cool. Walk-a-thon was yesterday. We acutally got to go to the park place we usually go to, not the parking lot! It was really fun. I have sunburn from it! On my forearms and face and neck. The first of much pain to come. 10 miles is not really that far. Seemed to go by fast. My legs do not really hurt at all which is very good; they usually do. I walked with Mandy, Kristin, Heather, and Stephanie at the very beginning, at the front of the line, mostly. Then, after the first break, Heather and I went back to the back to Mr. Wright, who separated the elementary from the junior high and highschool. It was extremely loud and the children kept trying to get in front of him, but it was fun talking to him. Then we kept walking and walking. Then it was lunch; we ate in a park thing that had picnic tables and such. Then we walked more. I talked to TJ and Mike. TJ told us how Pete Townshend sort of invented the windmill. Then I slowed down until I was with Kelly B. and Sam and Mr. Wright. I found that Sam and Kelly and some other people had been counting the dotted lines on the asphalt since lunch; they were up to 800-something. When we were around 1000, Sam guessed that there'd be 1200 of them. There were 1213. Since we were at the back of the highschool, we were the very last ones to get on the bus. I sat next to Heather and across from Sam. We went back to school. I went home.

When you are alone, you are the cat; you are the phone; you are an animal.

Today was fine. First period, I sat in the hallway and copied someone's review sheet while the rest of the class took a test. Second, speech, Emily did her devotional. Third. Science. I gave Mrs. Warkentien a picture I scanned from the last page of a Wired magazine, about a tooth phone. She always goes on a huge rabbit trail whenever anyone mentions that thing. Took 20 minutes talking about it and pacemakers and defibulators and things. Today is Wednesday, so we had chapel after that. It was neat. Deanna showed pictures from the cruise she and her family and Sam and Aaron and their family and Steve and Stephanie and Melissa and other people went on over spring break. And then we took personality-type quizzes. Fourth, which was history, was short because chapel ran over very much. The rest of the class took a pop quiz while I sat there. Then lunch. Yogurt raisin boxes smell weird on the inside. In Bible, we went over Joel. I massaged Josh's neck cause it hurt. TJ kept unshunning and reshunning Lindsy. Sixth period, in math, we took a quiz. And then we went over a new section. Seventh period was a study hall day for video class. We sat in the conference room and talked about random things. Tried to burn a dvd of a kids program for a teacher, but it didn't work. Sam layed on the floor cause he was so tired. Then he got up and sat in a chair. He told us about the cruise. Last period in art, we started/finished/are making these 3D picture things by layering cardboard pieces on top of these sticky little squares. I then proceeded to leave when the bell rang and sat by Mr. Casbohm who was calling the kids' numbers. Then my dad came and we went home. That is all.

Craig Ferguson.

The man is going to be on Letterman tonight. How exciting/in all probability hilarious. And he'll be on The View!tomorrow. Hm. Will be interesting. Must. Remember. To. Set. Up. VCR. And House. And the ever awesome Hugh Laurie. Must tape that as well. Bleh, stayed home today. Didn't feel well. Used short sentences. The end.

ACTs

Not as hard as I was thinking they were going to be. I finished the English and reading tests before time was up. I feel like I answered all the questions on the English one correctly. I swear the time keeper lady didn't keep the time right during math. It was supposed to be 60 minutes for 60 questions. I had about ten or so questions left when she said there were five minutes left. I finished two more questions and was about to just randomly fill in the other ones when the dang timer rang. Scared me so much I jumped. Science was all stupid charts and graphs. I mostly finished but skim read the last two sections and half guessed the answers. Writing was all right. I've realized that I totally prefer typing over writing. I write kind of sloppy. Typing is nice, so long as you spell right and capitalize and punctuate and such. And then I got Taco Bell. I love Taco Bell. I think I maybe want to go back and tag a ton of my entries. Eh. Maybe.

REVAMP'D!

Redid journal (as if you couldn't tell). I like it very much. Orange and blue and white look so good together. Tell me if there's some text you can't read or anything else is screwed up. Everything seems fine to me though. I went to the dentist's today for regular teeth cleaning and checking. This little boy, maybe 5 or 6 comes out of the door that leads to the exam rooms and is like "Let's get out of here!" to his mother. It was funny. I like the dentists. Especially this time; I only waited about 5 minutes. Last time, I watched like 2 1/2 episodes of Dora the Explorer; it's a kid's dentist. But that was ok, kind of, because it was during school and I was missing English class. Fred Huggins is so insanely awesome. From the Weird Al Show. I love him. And Papa and Baby Boolie.

Ugh... ACT's. My mother insists I study; at the very least to look at the bunch of information I brought home from school months ago. Must take it this Saturday. And I have to get up early, like even earlier than I do for school. I see no point in studying for standardized tests like this. It's not like I'm going to miraculously review the exact things that are on there. I don't retain things from studying anyway. I retain useless information that I do not need to know. Like that you're more likely to die by falling out of bed than by being struck by lightning. Which is good to know, I suppose, but whatever. Ooh. Cabbagetown just started playing on the wonderful/faulty Clock Radio. I've only ever heard the demo version. Oooh. Now the original version of James K. Polk? How nice. Never heard that one before either. I can't wait until I have enough money to buy an iPod. I will fill it with TMBG and sbemails, which reminds me that I must go catch up on all the homestarrunner.com-ness. Haven't been there in forever. I did just watch the first 50 emails on dvd though. I think I like this version of James K. Polk better than the FS one. Yesterday at church, Pastor Dave said he got a 29 on the ACT. Which is really good, I think. My mom says I need to get a 30 or above. I'm taking the writing part of it too. I'm not very good at writing. Not good at writing the types of things I'll need to write. My opinion, persuasive stuff, whatever. I can never come up with the right words to express what I'm thinking. Creepy. By Mono Puff. Great! I made a new background. I like it. I just uploaded it to deviantart. John Linnell and a lot of words. How do you make a link? Uh.. Don't, don't, don't let's start.

Using a subject line

I got two of the four discs of the Weird Al Show from the library yesterday. I've only watched two episodes so far though. Time Travel and the one with the world records. Very awesome stuff. I can't believe I never saw it when it originally aired. It reminds me of Bill Nye the Science Guy. Only much, much more cool. I am trying to figure out how to save songs off Clock Radio. Primarily because I want the S-E-X-X-Y EP version of Sensurround very, very badly. And She Was a Hotel Detective. I cannot figure it out. I was able to find some songs I'd listened to there months and months ago, but no recent ones. EDIT: Never mind! has explained it. Yay.

Spriii-ii-iiing BREAK!

I have absolutely nothing to do! It's so boring! But I think the exclamation points make it exciting! Yeah?! On Sunday, I went to the Lorain County Senior All-Star Game(s), or something like that. Because Sam was in it. And he dunked! It was cool. Had two three pointers, too. 12 points total I think. The team he was on lost, but it doesn't matter. Cause it was just like a game to show off their mad 3 point shooting skillz. Which weren't very good. That's like all they did. Every time someone passed them the ball, they'd shoot. Sam only took 3 three point shots though, and actually passed it to other people. Yay him. His aunt asked me if I'd tape the game, which I did. My cousin Abby and sister were sitting next to me at the top of the bleachers. Abby thought for like the first half of the game that I was taping it with my camera, for me, and was acting very awesome/strange/weird-ly. Sam said he was amused by it. I'm going to a mall tomorrow. I don't say the mall because it's not the mall I usually go to. Not that I go to malls often at all. Is with my youth group, to hide 16,000 Easter eggs. For children to find on Sunday. Is a ministry outreach thing. Will be fun! I can't stay awake anymore to watch late night tv! I always fall asleep too early and then wake up just as soon as whatever band or stand up comedian finishes singing/telling lame jokes. I must stay up tonight, dang it! Can't wait till July 10th! THE ELSE! EEH!!!! And that's a week before my birthday! YAY!

Much awesome stuff has happened. I really want to write it all out, but I'm not gonna now. I will in depth, hopefully, later. Just in case I don't, though, I shall give a very brief overview. On Friday, I went to this really interesting/cool thing with 9 people from FBC youth group, plus Pastor Dave, or P-Diddle, and Jen, or his wife. It was called Real World University, and we went down to Columbus to a church where they gave us cool id tag thingies and sweet notebooks and the most insanely great little white flat pens. Oh. This is supposed to be an overview. Right. We went to the Columbus Police Academy; police people talked to us. Very much more interesting sufff happened, which I'll hopefully tell later. We then went to the zoo. A nurse from... a place where nurses work that isn't a hospital which the word for is currently escaping me came and talked to us there. Then people brought out animals for us to look at. Then we got to walk around the zoo for 20!minutes. Then a vet takled to us. Then we went to OSU, and Maurice Hall, a former running back of football, talked to us. Brittni wore her Michigan sweatshirt, and we sat right in the middle, in front of him; he kept joking about her while he was talking. She got his autograph. Then we went home.

Today was a very good day.

I am now obsessed with Weird Al.

School carnival's tomorrow. It shall be fun. The classes run the booths; 7-12 grade. My class's got four games. We're gonna have to blow up a ton of balloons for the dart throw tomorrow. Yay. I just went to eat with my cousins/parents/their parents/sister at a Mexican place. Casa Fiesta. I don't think I'm going to be eating anything any time soon. It was good food. I need to either read or listen to Proverbs, Ecclesiastes, and Song of Solomon by Bible class tomorrow. I am such a horrible procrastinator. *goes off to download audio of Bible-ness*

3.14.07

Last.fm is amazing. I love it. Very much. TOMORROW'S PI DAY!!! YAY! That means pie tomorrow in place of math class. Or, rather, in math class. I'm so happy. I hope there's cherry! In math today, Mr. Townsend opened the window because it's like 60 freaking degrees out. They're those skinny windows that're really tall and you have to crank to open. The screen wasn't in for some reason. He keeps all our turned in/graded papers in a file-like thing next to the window. He's opening the window and says all of a sudden "Oh no!" because a paper blew out the window onto the playground. I ran downstairs and outside. It was really windy. I found it though. It was Stephen Linden's. So I brought it back upstairs. He put the screen on. There were also static cling snowflake thingies on the window. And one fell off. So I went back downstairs again and outside, but I couldn't find it. The end. I actually love math class a little now. Mr. Townsend's leaving after this year though. Right when I started to really like and understand him and his teaching style too... I hope the new teacher next year keeps the physics class's traditiony thing of building rocket cars. I was looking forward to that. I am going to miss so many people next year. Mr. Spickler, Mr. Townsend. And all the seniors! Video class will be so much different and most likely more lamer. More lame. I will be sad when they are gone.

I've got a cold. I've got a cold. I've got a cold. Or maybe allergies. Naw; it's a cold. And it is dumb. I did absolutely nothing yesterday. Or today for that matter. Didn't go to church. Or to my aunt/uncle/cousins' house, which is where my family was for the vast majority of the day. I just layed around and watched tv. Both seasons/years of art class Survivor. That wasn't so bad. I watched random things from video class and its two weekly study halls that I'd burned to dvd for cherishing purposes. Not cherishing, really. For entertainment purposes. Like to watch Jeremy blow up a balloon with his nose. Didn't go to school today either. Bored, bored. I've not really been hungry all day today. I suspect the fluids in my head are draining into my stomach.

Hall Monitors I and II! Brought to you by FBCS's finest. People. Yeah. So these are pretty much awesome. The first one was the very first thing video class ever did, at the beginning of the last school year. And the second's pretty much the most recent thing we've done. first one Sam's the guy getting repeatedly beaten up by TJ. And Kelly and Ashleigh and Bethanne and Andrew running out of the bathroom, respectively. Vince runs in. And that's Jeremy in the truck. Laughing. second one Greg's the guy whose face is smashed into the locker by TJ. Heather stealing some little kid's cupcake. Ashleigh as female monitor. Jeremy without hair. Man. Mike being clotheslined. ** Hurrah for better editing programs and cameras. From Windows Movie Maker and two Sony Handycams to Vegas Platinum and a HD camera. We still really need an external mic and a wireless mouse for the laptop. ** So, yeah. Open House's tonight. There's been a frantic fury of cleaning up-ness for the visitors this week. I don't have to stand by my science fair project board in the cafeteria with 9th grade and my class and the assorted seniors who had to take science this year. I get to stay upstairs in the science room with the nice computer and projector and smartboard and assorted Media Creations people. (We call it that sometimes because it sounds more sophisticated and important.) We shall be playing a loop of our latest stuff, which consists of Hall Monitor II, ER, A Look at Power Sabres, and the trailer for Power Seniors, a kind of sequel or continuation of the Power Sabres, but without me having to do cheesy embarassing karate-type stuff, for I'm not a senior. And our mock trial is going to be playing in Mr. Spickler's room. I haven't seen the whole thing, but we watched the "outtakes" at the beginning of history today. The plywood camel with two wigs and a purple cyclops cowboy hat was an excellent stand-in for Kristen as a jury member. I've given up on meticulously adding tags to my entries. Or titles. Or moods or locations or musics.

Ick

I feel so... blah. And don't feel like writing anthing. Or doing anything. Although there's much stuff I need to write and/or do. And most likely will later. But *sigh* I feel totally and completely unmotivated and dull to everything. It is really strange.

I got a facebook account. I don't like it much so far.

So I went to the highschool boy's tournament basketball game. They won. By one. We should have won easily. Sam hurt his leg/knee. But he's pretty much fine. I was gonna put a poem TJ and I made today. But I don't have enough time; I gotta go get ready for bead and whatnot. Those TMBG ringtones are cool. We did the trial today, but we didn't tape it. Something wasn't working right with the microphones. The jury's gonna deliberate tomorrow. And we're doing it again to tape next week Monday. Mr. Spickler got this huge gross black wig from TJ that he wore. He looks like one of the guys from Twisted Sister. Or...someone else. It's funny. When he was on the witness stand, every time I looked at him I started laughing. I couldn't stop. Aaand.. I really need to watch stuff from homestarrunner.com. I haven't been on there in at least a month. Most likely two.

We did our last practice thing for the trial, which is tomorrow. If Kristin's not there, Mr. Spickler is going to play her character, a truck stop waitress, and wear an Anderson Varejao wig. It's going to be so fun. Today went really fast; I didn't do much work in any class really. Worked on my Powerpoint for my science fair project- it's due Thursday. But I don't have Powerpoint on my computer, so I can only work at school. Which is not too cool. I need to take pictures of my experiment to put on there, but I have not digital camera. And I need a bunch of ball bearings. I ate peanut butter and jelly sandwiches for dinner for some strange reason.

I drew this in like 10/15 minutes, ok? XD I'm going to go watch The Office which I did not get to see last night and instead taped it from our extremely-horrible-reception-getting-not-cable-or-satellite-having tv. At least it taped this time. I'm reading The Perfect Thing: How the iPod Shuffles Commerce, Culture, and Coolness. Got it from the library after school today. I'm on page 53. It's more exciting than I thought. Wired is a really cool magazine that I will most likely be suscribing to the next time my school does their magazine fundraiser. It's like they took all the stuff that interests me and shoved it together. Stupid science. Stupid science fair. Stupid science fair project. Stupid science fair project research. Stupid science fair project research report. Stupid science fair project research report note cards. It's infernal documentaion.

So... It's Saturday.

BOOK REPORT'D!

Today was fun. Hardly did anything that involved actual school work, and I ate a bunch of candy type stuff. Emily gave everyone in the class half pound chocolate bars! Whee. MUCH OBLIGED, JEEVES “I've seldom had a sharper attack of euphoria. I feel full to the brim of Vitamin B. Mind you, I don't know how long it will last. Too often it is when one feels fizziest that the storm clouds begin doing their stuff,” Bertie asserts at the beginning of P.G. Wodehouse’s Much Obliged, Jeeves. This classic Wodehouse book is one of many chronicling the escapades of Bertie Wooster and his valet, Jeeves, written towards the end his career. The story takes place in timeless, idealized England before World War Two. I enjoyed reading this book. In my opinion, however, it was not quite as witty and sharp as the other Wodehouse short stories and novels I’ve read. The story starts with Bertie in bed, happy, eating breakfast. He receives a telephone call from his aunt Dahlia asking him if he’d come down to Brinkley Court; his friend Ginger Winship is running in the House of Commons by-election and wants Bertie to come to canvass on his behalf. Bertie happily agrees after being reassured that he won’t be required to kiss any babies. He runs into Ginger while eating lunch and learns that it is his fiancé who wants him to run, and that she is none other than the strict Florence Craye, who Bertie was himself engaged to. Ginger loves her dearly, but Florence is so controlling and demanding that, Ginger believes, if he loses the election, their engagement would be over. Upon arriving at Brinkley, Bertie encounters one of his old valets, Bingley, who Bertie detests, and with good reason - once, drunk, he had burned down the cottage Bertie was staying in and threatened to shoot him, mistaking him as a burglar. Bertie now learns that Bingley has stolen the Club Book, which belongs to the Junior Ganymede, a club for valets and butlers, which contains personal and often times embarrassing information about their employers for other members to review and consider prior to taking a job with one of them. He threatens to sell the entry on Ginger’s past escapades to the newspapers, thus ensuring his loss of the election. Through some ingenious scheming, Jeeves devises a plan to steal the book back, which he promptly carries out. When Bertie informs Ginger that the book is safe, he, surprisingly, is not happy. He tells Bertie that he has realized that he does not want to marry Florence; he has fallen in love with his secretary Magnolia. At the candidate debate, after his opponent has finished speaking, Ginger gets up to speak and, at the suggestion of Jeeves, states that he has sided with his opponent and that everyone should vote for her. This, of course, outrages Florence, and she promptly ends their engagement, much to the delight of Ginger. He proposes to Magnolia, and Bertie, his duties successfully carried out with much help from Jeeves, is elated to hear that Jeeves has also destroyed the pages in the Junior Ganymede Club Book which had previously been a constant threat to Bertie’s reputation. After all, compared to the other employers’ paragraph or two entries, his was by far the largest - nineteen pages long. One of the things I love about Wodehouse’s Jeeves books is the point of view from which they are told. Bertie’s interesting and unique way of describing the events of his life are endlessly entertaining. He has a unique way of stating the mundane. “I halted. There was a song I used to sing in my bath at one time, the refrain or burthen of which began with the words 'I stopped and I looked and I listened', and this was what I did now, except for the looking.” He goes out of his way to describe in detail things that, in a normal story, would only be briefly mentioned. When his friend Madeline gets a gnat in her eye, Bertie stops the narration to expound upon the right and wrong ways of taking things out of peoples’ eyes. “I remember going into the technique of operations of this kind with Gussie Fink-Nottle at Totleigh when he had removed a fly from the eye of Stephanie Byng, now the Reverend Mrs. Stinker Pinker, and we were in agreement that success could be achieved only by placing a hand under the patient's chin in order to steady the head. Omit this preliminary and your efforts are bootless. My first move, accordingly, was to do so.” The narration, in my opinion, is one of the things that makes this and other Wodehouse books so enthralling. One thing, however, that I thought was slightly annoying was that, in this book in particular, some phrases or jokes are repeated a little too frequently. Seven times, after quoting or alluding to something from the Bible, Bertie boisterously mentions how he won the Scripture Knowledge Prize when he was in school. “I have often thought that the deaf adder I read about when I won my Scripture Knowledge prize would have got the message right enough if the aged relative had been one of the charmers.” “I couldn't have become stiffer if I had been Lot's wife, whose painful story I had had to read up when I won that Scripture Knowledge prize.” Jeeves also frequently quotes famous authors or poets, and Bertie guesses at the origin of the quote, almost always being wrong. “’Shakespeare?’ ‘Burke, sir.’” or “’Shakespeare?’ ‘No, sir. The American author Oliver Wendell Holmes.’” Again, Bertie asks, “‘Shakespeare?’ ‘Yes sir, his Merchant of Venice.’ I left him then, pleased at having got one right for a change…” This book was one of P.G. Wodehouse’s last, and I think that that somewhat accounts for the not-as-sharp wit and humor that is so predominant and wonderful in his earlier works. Another thing that I noticed is that some of the minor characters are sort of distant and not very well described or deeply involved in the plot. Florence only is there to scold and order Ginger around. L. P. Runkle only serves as a means to money for Tuppy Glossop’s engagement. Tuppy is also hardly mentioned at all in the story and is never even actually around; his money problems only exist to exasperate Bertie. It seems as if some storylines were added simply to put Bertie even more, as he would say “in the soup”, and to make the plot appear more complicated and interesting, even though they have little to do with what actually happens in the story. Even Jeeves himself only seems to act as Bertie’s quote checker and hardly enters into the plot at all other than to steal the book from Bingley and, at the end of the book, to get Bertie out of his troubles with one big, masterfully crafted plan. One of the themes that runs through many Wodehouse stories, including this one, is the idea of engagements. They are seen as flippant things that are often and quickly broken off and started up again. Very briefly, until she discovers his criminal behaviors, Bertie becomes engaged to Madeline. He also refers to the fact that he too was once engaged to Florence. About it he says, “It didn't last long, because she gave me the heave-ho and got betrothed to a fellow called Gorringe who wrote vers libre, but while it lasted I felt like one of those Ethiopian slaves Cleopatra used to push around, and I chafed more than somewhat.” Marriage, to Bertie, is seen as something that would tie him down and lead only to misery. His aunt Dahlia says, “‘I've lost count of the number of times you've been definitely headed for the altar with apparently no hope of evading the firing squad, and every time something has happened which enabled you to wriggle out of it. It's uncanny.’” Engagement should be looked upon as a final thing, not something that can easily be blown off and then restarted again. Another kind of theme I noticed in the book is that of Bertie getting dragged into other people’s problems. He is asked to help canvass for Ginger’s election, to help get money from L. P. Runkle for his friend Tuppy, and to keep a silver dish hidden that his aunt Dahila has stolen. Bertie, at first, never really wants to help, but always does because he is a Wooster and chivalry comes natural to them. Most of the trouble he gets pulled into isn’t really even his problems, but he can’t help but do everything that is asked of him by anyone; he is a people pleaser. The book seems to imply that Bertie wouldn’t have any problems if he just kept out of other peoples’ affairs, and that it would be smarter of him to do so. We are supposed to be kind to others, and, if we can, assist them in their times of trouble. In conclusion, although this book does not meet the Wodehouse standard of his earlier works, I’d still recommend it to other people to read; it’s extremely entertaining. The lessons in it shouldn’t be taken seriously; I don’t think they were written to be. This book is amusing and not supposed to be taken seriously. Its comedic narration is delightful to read, and I think that anyone who does will be surprised at how funny Bertie’s disastrous life and downfalls can be, until he is saved by Jeeves’ massive brain at the very last minute. As Bertie instructs him, “Keep eating lots of fish.” In Bertie’s mind, this must be the source of his brain power. THE END.

Part V

My backyard. About 15 minutes ago. That's my sister with the red shorts. Snow's deep in some spots, but you can see the grass in others. Snow dunes are pretty. Our class was supposed to start our bake sale today. My mom made cookies. Oh well. I guess I can eat some of them then. I'm gonna go html-ize my myspace. I like html. I wanna learn how to do more stuff with it.

GRAPH!!1one

Of House and his vicodin. So far.

Part IV

No school again. A big ol' storm's a-brewin'. Which, I hope, will mean no school tomorrow too. I didn't go yesterday either; was sick. AND THEY DID THE SCARLET LETTER TRIAL WITHOUT ME! I'm so happy. Um....I made a pretty new background with Mr. Laurie in it yesterday. I like it very much. I'll put it up on my DeviantArt whatchamacallitthingymadodad. Which brings me to my next point...which is that House is on tonight. Whistling in the dark. *thud* Whistling in the dark. *thud* New podcast is very cool. I wish the Sensurround would have been the S-E-X-X-Y version. Because I want that version. I've only heard it on a video game montage on youtube. I like gum. I did a bunch of Sudokus today. They're not as hard as I thought they were. Albeit, they're all the easiest level. I'm confused about what I did wrong on one, though. Fanpop.com is a very neat site. Can watch episodes and clips of a ton of tv shows. I wonder how many flavors of ice cream there are in the whole world...

Hm..

On google, I just searched "flansburgh linnell hugh laurie", and my myspace and livejournal are the first and second that come up. And "john conant flansburgh john sidney linnell" has my myspace first. Weird. That's kind of cool, I guess. Went to the junior high guy's tournament games in Celeryville today. Right next to Cabbagetown. Whatever. It was an hour and some minutes away. They won their first game by three points; it was really close. Caleb, who's one of their strongest/best players, took a charge in the first game and got hurt. Pretty badly. Maybe bruised or broke a rib and hurt his shoulder. He was still going to play in the next game, which was the regional championship, but he ended up not because he was hurt too badly. They team they played against had two giant people on it. Both were at least a few inches taller than Zach, who is our tallest player. Those two tall guys stayed in the whole first three quarters, which to me seemed very cruel and unsportsmanlike, especially when they kept passing it back and forth over very-short-Jon's head. We lost 12 or something there about to 44. But they did really well. And then they got their trophy and then we ate cake and then we went to Burger King and then we dropped Kellee off and then we went home. Pastor Dave's a very good coach. I have a book report that is more of a book review due Friday. On a "classic". Of which category Jeeves and the Tie that Binds apparently falls into. Miss Reeves's seen Jeeves and Wooster, and I did a report on P.G. Wodehouse, and I think she thinks this book is considerably older than what it really is. It's from 1971. Shhh. Don't tell. I got The Medical Science of House, M.D. the other day, and I'm reading that as well. It's pretty interesting. That is all.

It's FAAAAAT HAPLERT!

My sister's JH basketball team actually won a game. Their first one all year. It was 4-4 at halftime. They were down by two with 4.5 seconds left. Someone inbounded the ball to Kari who turned and made a three pointer. Very awesome. We decided what everyone's names are in the trial. I'm Pam Halpert. Emily is Shelly Dishes. Because TJ and Em and Josh and I couldn't stop laughing for forever after Josh first said it. One of the dead truck drivers is Tai Wan Dong Chow. In Bible we had to either write a poem or compose/perform a song or draw a picture or write a story about a proverb from Proverbs. I picked Proverbs 14:5 and did a comic in which a bespectacled man asks his friend John if he'd seen his missing coffee, ending in a bespectacled man giving bystander Marty his guitar for ratting out John, saying that he saw him drink it.

NO SCHOOL! Part III

Yep. Too cold still. This really is great. I made pancakes today. And put grape jelly and peanut butter on them. Very good. So cool. Dwight + Ok Go. Flansburgh's Four-Eyes About to Rock, I Salute You is very interesting. I was looking for it too a while ago but couldn't find it anywhere. On Friday, after school, I went with Sara and Heather to Taco Bell and then to CCS for the basketball games. Four of them, which was cool. I kept stats for the junior high girls game; Sara did the scorebook. We lost. After that, we ate our foodz, cause there wasn't enough time before. Then I sat by Sam and he asked me if I could tape his game later. So I did. The junior high boys won. And the varsity girls lost. I asked Mandy to come sit by me because I was by myself on the home side because that's the only outlet Sam could find. Their bleachers were weird. They were really high, but they didn't have any railings on the sides. Mandy couldn't climb up them, and she kept trying for about 10 minutes; she finally gave up and went to sit down where she was before. After half time, if our team has the ball to start with, the guys sometimes run this awesome play called "Stupid" in which all the guys set up on the wrong end of the court; they don't switch sides. And the other team usually sets up their defense down there too. So when Jeremy or Steve or Brandon or whoever gets the ball to pass it in, Sam takes off running down the court to the other end and dunks it. He did that at homecoming this year and it was so cool. The reaction of the other team is always funny. They didn't do that on Friday. So. The varsity guys won 70-something to 20-something. And then I waited till Sam came outta the locker room so I could give him his camera. By now it was maybe 9 or 9:30. My mom went to pick up my cousin from her house to take her to the overnight thing. It was really fun. I didn't actually do much. There were over 400 junior high/high school people there. They had volleyball and basketball tournaments, massive 30-people-to-a-side dodgeball games, laser tag, racquet ball, ping pong, video games, movies, and a bunch of other stuffs. At one point, probably at 3 in the morning or something, in between basketball games, TJ goes "Hey Val." And starts doing Michael's stretches and warmups from the basketball episode of The Office. I told him to do Stanley. It was really funny. And later me and him and Sam and Chrissy and Pastor Dave were sitting at a table in the lobby lounge thing. There was popcorn lying on the table and TJ and I started to say what each kernel looked like. And then he pretended they were spaceships with bad pilots that crashed into the table. Pastor Dave said that he smelled really bad and that he thought he should rub the popcorn on himself. He said that there was this big bag of popcorn that he had in the youth room at church that was really old but still tasted the same for three months. We left there at 7 in the morning and went back to the school. The pancake breakfast was that morning, and my sister and my mom and I stayed to help, because she's on the PTA. I made a bunch of pancakes. And then I went home and slept from 9:30 to 1:30. And then we went back to the school again to watch the junior high boy's tournament game. It was against the same team they'd beaten the day before. Our team played pretty bad, but we still won, but it was only by two or four points, I think. This entry is really, really long. And then we went home. Ok, I'm done now.

NO SCHOOL! (Reprise)

Yep. No school again. It's too cold. Like 5 degrees right now. There're over 600 schools closed around here. At least, that's what the newspeople said. Was already canceled since 5 or 6 last night, which is very good. Most likely no school tomorrow either. I really hope so. Today was supposed to be out Scarlet Letter mock retrial. It's really dumb. It could be awesome, but Miss Reeves doesn't want any humor or laughing whatsoever. I taped last year's when the now-seniors did it. It was so boring. And I am a townsperson. We're gonna make Miss Reeves so dang mad when we do it, because my class cannot do anything very seriously. We wanted to make the trial a musical. Or in the style of The Office. TJ and I decided that John Smith is the Dwight of Jamestown. And Pocahontas is Angela. We're doing a trial in government too. To learn how the judicial system works. We get to make up the crime ourselves, and so far, it's insanely complicated. Mr. Spickler's getting so excited and making the plot more and more complex. A summary (or what I have written down so I wouldn't get confused): Executive secretary worked for Enron. She lost job, money, life savings. Started working as waitress at truck stop. Nice car repossessed because couldn't afford payments. Car truck driver boyfriend dumped her at same time. Emotionally distressed. In deserted parking lot of truck stop. 3 am. Is on break. Only boyfriend with truck with cars to be sold on it there. She shoots him with poison dart. He dies. Takes car from car truck. Leaves ex-boyfriend in driver's seat. Been in contact with Canadian drug lord who is secret boyfriend. She pretends to be police and pulls car truck drivers over for speeding, shoots them with poison dart, puts them in her "cop" car, steals car truck. Takes car truck to drug lord boyfriend to use to smuggle drugs in. And that's not all of it; we're not done. I shall tell about my cool weekend sometime later. Perhaps tomorrow. If there's no school.

Sleep

I didn't get any sleep for over 27 hours, from 6 AM yesterday to 9-something AM today. And then I slept until 1 in the afternoon. Went to church/youth group/Hebron activity thing at the Oberlin Rec Center from 10 last night until 7 in the morning. It was fun. And I'll say more about that later probably. And then I made pancakes.

NO SCHOOL!

I am so so happy. And relieved. I had to finish writing and type out about three pages of handwriten stuff in the next 20 minutes. I had a dream last night that school was cancelled too. Crazy. Uhm...I'm not gonna go back to bed. Getting up early makes the day much more meaningful. *happydance*