Storm Of The Eye

This week is crazy. Monday I had to give my X-Project presentation (I am sooooo glad that is over). Today I am going to Corban college to listen to their band perform. Tomorrow I have youth group. Friday I am going back to Corban to listen to their choir perform. Then I'm staying there for the night so that I don't have to come all the way back for the State Solo competition the next day. I'll be working all Saturday for the solo competition. There is one point in the day when I won't be working though. That's when I'm competing in the competition at 4:00. Sunday I'm going to have to write up a rough draft of a project for my economics class, a paper for my AP English class, and an essay for a scholarship. All three of those things are due on Monday--May first--which is also the day that I go in for my drive test.
Thank God none of this stuff is eternal. Then there might actually be a good bit of pressure.

Honest, I'm Not Crazy...This Time.

This has not been my day.

I don't mean that it has been a bad day. Not by any means has it been a bad day. In fact it has been a fairly good day. But it doesn't seem like it has been mine.

It's almost as though I have just experienced the usual day of someone else. A lot of what I did today was not the kind of things I normally do. And yet the day felt as though--in spite of the innormality of it all--it could be no more normal.

I don't really know what to say. I would be interested in finding out--if in fact this was not my day--who it is that did have my day today. I don't think I want it back. Especially after it has been used. But I am curious to see what they thought of my life. And I'm wondering if they got one of my normal days or a diversely unique one. Sorry for any inconvenience. I do much appreciate the use of your time.

"Don't do white drugs!"
~A kid in my music theory class

Memories of Youth

*sings*
I wish I had two friends:
A duck,
A goose,
And a chicken.

I wish I had two friends,
And I wish that they were just like
A duck,
A goose,
And a chicken.

© 1998, Kin Butler
*stops singing*

Swoosh List

Hey! Guess what! I'm going to be older soon. Actually you could say that about any point in your life. I mean, if you think about it you'll always be older in a moment than you are right now.
BUT that's not what I mean. What I mean by 'I'm going to be older soon' is that my age label is going to change soon. (FYI: that means my birthday is coming up)
No, I'm not going to tell you exactly when it is (that would be telling). I just thought I would let you all know that, just in case you forgot to get that little something to me for Christmas, you have another chance to shower me with "blessings".
I'll even put a list up so that you don't have to worry about whether or not you got the right thing.

#1: Guitar strings (preferably new ones)
#2: Warm slippers. (Preferably with non-absorbent soles so that they won't absorb every puddle in my house while I'm walking around.) (I have a size 10.5 foot)
#3: New music (preferably in CD form and of Christian band(s))
#4: Neck ties. (nothing dominantly connected to red. (eg. red, purple, orange.) these are not acceptable colors. Well, I guess as a gift I would have to accept it...oh well.)

Of course anything else that I had on my "swish list" for Christmas is acceptable as well. http://kliemn.blogspot.com/2005/11/swish-list.html
And don't by any means feel limited to this list. This is just the stuff I can think of right now.

Take That Dan!

I usually don't post these, but I thought you all should know.

You Are Gonzo the Great

"Is something burning in here? Oh, it's just me."You're a total nutball who will do anything for attention.The first to take a dare, you'll pull almost any stunt.You're one weird looking creature, but your chickens don't mind!

There you have it. That's me..... Though, within the same half hour I took a quiz that basically told me I was a worry wart that thought for an hour before doing anything, and then probably wouldn't do it anyway. So that just tells you how accurate these things are. (Though I must admit, I was once just that way....Once. Now I'm only that way some times.)

P.S.
Chickens are pretty cool.

Myspace'rs Anonymous

I found this site and new that I had to make it more readily available.

http://wiki.ehow.com/Defeat-a-MySpace-Addiction

Don't be afraid to use it. No one is perfect, and we all need a little help from time to time.

I Don't Think It Will Fit Through The Door.

Yesterday morning I went in for my post operation check up. The Doc said that I didn't have any infections and that I was doing very well. That's great, that helps me a lot. I feel soooo much better now that he told me that......NOT! I could have told him that I was doing well. Gosh!

Later that day I went in to the big city to help my sister move. That was fun. My back is sore, but I've been needing to get a little more exercise anyway.
My sister told me that I could be the voice of Satan. Then my brothers took it further. "You know that voice that tempts you to do things that you shouldn't? Well usually it's Satan, but he takes Fridays off so my brother fills in for him." Thanks, now I know how they really feel about me.

That's all I got for today. I'll catch ya's later.

*...Kin made me do it.*