this will be a short entry, it is just to tell/remind everyone that at about 6 30 today i will be going to washington dc to look at colleges for a few days.  i will be back some time saturday.  on sunday, i will be leaving for fh camp and will be back from that on friday.  the monday following that will the first day of fh preseason (double sessions, ack).  so while i am gone i fully expect everyone to be planning wonderful, amazing parties, activities, and other spectaculicious extravaganzas so that the few precious, free days between camp and preseason will not be put to waste.

and now i must go pack some more.

this is my new profile picture.  it is me kissing mickey mouse (i'm the one on the far left, if you were confusing me with the attractive children on the huge wall picture.)  as you may guess, this picture was taken when, in a fit of spastic dorkiness, we went to the disney store while in nyc for a broadway jaunt.  i feel that you can't see it well in my profile, so here it is big enough for all to enjoy.

and in the same vein (you know, me kissing fictional characters), here is another of me kissing blackbeard at the land of make believe when, in another unbelieveable convulsion of nerdiness kerri and i became bored and went there.  although, in all honesty, we did review it for the express-times which should give it some aura of importance.

i look pretty funny in that one, so it's lucky i don't really care.

so who's next in the great character kissing spree?  it could be YOU . . . if you're lucky.  but i anticipate it being some kind of large, soft, bumblebee-costumed character.  oh wait i already did that one.  crap do i have a picture?

no.

can i just take the moment to mention, while i'm talking about fiction, that i am totally in love with ron weasely?  i'm going to marry him.  it may be difficult, as he does not exist, but everything is possible in true love.  also, i don't care what anybody says, i like snape.  there's something that's really kind of likeable about his constant obnoxiousness and pigheadedness.  or maybe i only want to think that there is because he reminds me of myself. 

i'm going to go eat something with many, many, carbs in it.  stick that up your butt, atkins!!!!

this may be my last entry, because kerri seems to have stopped updating and she makes up 90% of my comments.  it just doesn't seem worth it right now, although maybe i will update again if i get bored.

several people were heard to express anger over the way a highly creative person changed the words to a ramones classic.  of course, those people are all idiots, but to annoy them further i am reprinting a different song we did a while ago that for some reason didn't get the same outrage.

"Boulevard of Boring Dreams"

i drive an SUV

to support the US economy

i buy lots of gas

and i just got a new E. Z. pass.

(oooh, ooooh, ooooh, oh oh)

i drive a lot, i drive a lot

(Chorus)

can't see my shadow cause pollution's glowing

acid rain's falling and acid snow is snowing

sometimes i wish that someone better would find me

till then i drive a lot

i bought some freedom fries

to increase the poundage on my thighs

i watched reality TV

i only got up to eat and pee

(ooooh, ooooh, ooooh, oh oh)

i drive a lot, i drive a lot

i haven't done a real entry in more than a week, and i have to admit that it's because i really don't feel like my life is very interesting.  even the interesting things that DO happen to me are documented so much better on kerri's >ahem< STRAWBERRY SHORTCAKE'S xanga and i don't feel like rehashing them in my more boring voice.  which would lead to the conclusion that my real problem is that i'm lazy.

of course then i guess i should be writing about things that only happen to me and don't include kerri, but those things are all boring.  hahaha.  well . . . . let me see . . . my mother is driving me crazy whenever she drives with me because she NEVER NEVER stops talking.  she has two modes: teacher mode and full-on freakout mode.  it doesn't bother her at all that she says the SAME FRICKIN THING every time.  i could recite along with her by now:

"ok stop at the stop sign.  now you have to INCH UP so you can see the traffic.  INCH UP.   NO DON'T GO YET!! oh ok, you weren't going.  alright.  can you see?  if you can't see inch up more.  alright, you're clear.  now go.  GO QUICK.  ok now the speed limit on this road is 35 but it should be 30 because you see those parked cars?  children can run out from BETWEEN those cars.  SLOW DOWN.  you're going 35.  i said go 30.  ok, stop at this stop sign. . . . "

when i was a little kid, i used to grind my teeth in my sleep.  it's a pretty disgusting habit, plus bad for you.  (i also talked in my sleep and moved in my sleep.  i still do, actually)  with the help of a mouthguard i stopped grinding my teeth as much.

the point i'm trying to make is that driving with my mother has caused me to start grinding my teeth again.

in related news, i started going to the "open gym" sessions at the high school for field hockey yesterday, which are basically preseason-lite.  i am kind of ashamed of this, but i was actually pretty tight when i woke up this morning and i didn't feel great when lisa and i went to the gym to work out and run.  but the truth is it was a fairly difficult workout.  this does not bode well for the REAL preseason, which shall be called "Preseason of Many Double-sessions."

scott went to new mexico.  much as it pains me to admit, i actually do miss him.  before he left he gave me a present, which made me feel like a jerk cause of course i hadn't gotten one for him.  he was only going away for three weeks!  but it was nice.  it was a bracelet.  apparently he soldered it himself, which, as he had to explain to me, is like welding.  i like the idea of having a welded bracelet.

maybe i should become a welder like that girl from flashdance.

ok, this has about been the most boring entry ever.  i'm going to stop now.  i think from now on i'm just putting song lyrics that kerri wrote in here.

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