Update

Have not blogged in quite some time (by blogging standards; bloggers have no life.) It is good to get back into the blogosphere though. I have been having a great time. I spent this last week-end at Allie's house where I met her friends and her family, who are awesome beyond words by the way. Going to have to keep this brief since It is 5 50 am and i am tired as fuck. To sum up the past few days.... A lot of fun, fishing, toking, shopping, eating, and all sorts of crazy things. Furthermore, Allie and I are 'official' now. I'm pretty happy about that. As my good friend Halibuty, or Hal-e-booty would say; "Peace out girl scout(s)"

I thought this was pretty funny.  

October

October is a great month.  I am very excited for UnderOath and going to Allie's house this weekend.  I hope the parents approve.  October here is very different from a Jersey october though.  Here is a poem I wrote last october:Battalions of the dead part silently

In a dance of unimaginable intensity

Scarlet, crimson, ochre, and gold

Soon consumed with rot and growing mold

The cycle continues new and old

The snow deep and the frosts cold

But when the ground thaws and the warmth be bold

Nature’s laws unrolled

And the bell of the changing seasons tolled

The new bud springs

From that rot and mold that endured the bitter cold

Cinnamon Skies

           Tonight/this morning whatever you want to call it was very interesting.  Aloisius tapped on my window for her and my goodnight kisses.  Anywhom.... as chance would have it we ended up kissing on a bench, when whom do we see?  None other then the old-time mafioso man, Peter.  He was excited, sweating and gulping down water.  Turns out some kids payed him to eat a bunch of cinnamon in under three minutes and video taped him.  I was like 'fuck, i wish i could get paid to eat cinnamon.'  at which point he excitedly ran off and made a deal with the ppl for me.  So I made an easy 5 dollars which was nice.  Unfortunately for them I did not make for good video footage, I did not have any trouble at all with it, ate it in under 30 seconds collected my money and was back with my darling.

          Even better then the 5 dollars though (all you boys at home take note of this) Allie could not stop kissing me when I got back, in fact she damn near jumped me, because I tasted of cinnamon.  Petes reaction as priceless.  Believe Me.  

       Side note:  Grant shaved and got a hair cut.  He looks like a little boy and effeminate one.  It is quite strange.  It is going to take some getting used of.  Pretty tired.  Sleep will probably strike soon.

Yes!

Tonight was interesting. I went to Hobby Lobby for the first time with my buddies Allie and Hal. The only employee we had any interacting with was an absolute 'creeper' (yes that word has entered my venacular since moving to Florida.) I believe he may have been a child molester, then again I have to be careful about believing my first impressions i.e. Steak and Shake guy.
Then came the dinner fiasco. We had a long argument over forward's correct pronunciation. It got pretty heated. I award myself blog post with most impact on everday life of the day tropy. Anywho... I am at the library with the family. Everything in the 'hood is good. Over and out.

Statistics

Statistics homework is akin to having your skin ripped of by thousands of needles in the inner-most circle of hell. Not really, but it is bothering me. Was looking through one of my notebooks and I have a bit of a poem in my stat notes, might work on expanding it, although I sort of like it in its rough state:

An average day in a boring class:
On a plane skew from actuality
I try to project my pre-image
In a perfect isometry
To that one point
That veiled anomaly
Where we intersect
We speak a common dialect
We dwell in the same linear theology
But when the universe curves
And space is time
Then, where will we be?

Cya children l8r. Going to meet the lovely Allie in the Lewis lobby.

First Post

I feel like a dirty muskrat right now. I never thought I would join the legions of freaks who compose the blogosphere, yet, I am here. To celebrate I think I will indulge in some psycho-sexual perversions and read some of Colonel Blaze Cruzer's beautiful writing. Of course anyone of you other strange ones are welcome to join me http://www.blazecruzer.com/, none of you will be quite as cool as me though, because I am one of the main characters (help me God.)

Besides feeling like a freak... I am enjoying school, looking forward (yes Allie and I pronounce if fo-ward, go fuck yourselves if you don't like it,) to UnderOath concert, and ....Oops, have to interrupt. Adam was reading and he says only fucking queers pronounce it for-ward, which means Hal is fooling us all, he is a queer and he has been fucking. Maybe when he 'goes to jacksonville' he is really the one in the shower. Thats right Hal, how are your obliques feeling?