Greetings from the land of "Those who would challenge Federal Law!" (listening to: "How Come" by D12)
Yes, here I sit in South Dakota, anxiously awaiting... anything to happen. Anything at all. Any time now... No? Alright then. I think Godot is stopping by this afternoon. Maybe he'll want to go do something.
The college has changed a bit, more of an internal feeling than a cosmetic one. The theater lobby is now a place of mania. Where there was once Jordan, Daisy, myself and a few others (sometimes Biggy) sitting around being stupid, there is now literally a dozen students running around singing showtunes (Yes, really) and calling each other "lover." Were we ever like this, I ask? Was this us, four years ago? I don't remember..
I'm looking forward to seeing BNi play tonight, and I'm going to try and fanagle my way into at least one game with them while I'm here. We'll see how that works out. The roads driving down here last night were awful. Ice all the way from Jackson to Worthington. Scary stuff. But, AJ kept me focused, and the tunes rocking and didn't fall asleep once. I was so proud.
Not much else going on around here, so I don't have a whole lot to share with you. I just got my headshots back, so once I've narrowed the field a bit, I'll hopefully be able to post a few up here and get the popular opinion on them. STAY TUNED!!
PS- For those very few of you who haven't weighed in on My Johari Window yet, please do. You know who you are.
PPS- Next post will be witty! Promise!
PPPS- I caved and got a myspace. Please don't make me regret it. *sigh*
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1. Yes you were like that, just without saying "lover" as much.
2. Not to say that the roads weren't as you described them, but jackson to worthington is a short stretch...not exactly the lion's share of your trip. Glad you are safe though!
3. HAHA! You're on MySpace? How's the search for a high school chick going? Oh, wait. I have a MySpace account...damn. Mine is to check some blogs out though. No, really...
4. Also, dude, "China man" is not the preferred nomenclature. Asian American, please.
5. Someday my friends will come visit me. Someday. You know, I don't mean to rant here, but its been almost 2 years since I moved. TWO FUCKING YEARS! Have any of you come to visit me? No. Not one. I come to see you! I go out of my way...and this is the thanks I get. Well, I'll see you in hell, Nick Leeman. (Oh yeah, I mean see you in May for that Brewers-Twins game).
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