ITT we wish Liam a Happy Birthday, because that just seems like the thing to do.
go.
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| Date: | 2005-08-19 20:16 |
| Subject: | bandwagon post |
| Security: | Public |
| Mood: | homesick | | Music: | "I miss my friends"- Liam Buell |
1. Go here. 2. Pass it on. ( my answers )
its been 36 hours or so... and I still miss you guys. <3
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thanks to everyone who I got to see before I leave, coffee then 205 accident then Handball last night was a blast, and the following activities with my bestest of friends were legendary. I'm going to really really really miss people. a whole fucking lot. and that is going to take some time to get over, the whole homesickness thing. I'm feeling it already and I havent even left yet, even as I'm sitting in Alex's living room with everyone within 10 feet, I miss them a lot. bleh, emotions are shitty, I'm definitely used to, you know, forcing those down into oblivion, at least the sad ones, but they're kinda hard to avoid right now. so what I'm going to do is leave for Philly, and then use the amazing internet to keep on loving you guys, and just to remind myself, I'll see you all again over winter break.
Bye.
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| Date: | 2005-07-30 17:40 |
| Subject: | New Violin |
| Security: | Public |
| Mood: | chipper | | Music: | "Straight Outta Compton"- N.W.A. |
I miss the one I used to have, but it wasnt mine, so I guess this one will do me quite well until I can find some rich person to sleep with that owns a Guarneri or some shit.


this has a nice sound to it, very open, but it can still get opened up more. good rich sound on the lower strings, and its still sweet but powerful for the E. I'm also getting nice bow that they dont have pictures of, but its a gorgeous looking bow, everything is pearl and ivory, and its round instead of octagonal, which I normally prefer, but this one works really well with the instrument and has really good balance and weight, a solid feel. enough nerdy ranting...
I have 19 days until I leave forever and ever for Philly to see my dad for a bit before I head off to Boston. I talked to some friends from Meadowmount today, and apparently this guy Josh that I was friends with who got kicked out last year for smoking and cussing out the head counselour is going to BC too, and Julie Rhee, an awesome cellist is going to Harvard, so thats 2 more people who I'll be seeing in the fall. not to say that grace lee isnt enough asian for me, but sometimes, the sex is just TOO violent, I might like a reprive once in a while. what I'm trying to say is that we need to get something together so I can see everybody before I leave and die of excessive cirrosis and other liver related problems. also a special shoutout to Jay Rosen, you're an awesome guy and LJ's are fun times, enjoy.
and I turn 18 in exactly 1 year, 1 month, and 1 day. kick ass.
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| Date: | 2005-07-22 15:35 |
| Subject: | Sun River |
| Security: | Public |
| Mood: | cheerful | | Music: | "Tiny Dancer"- Elton John |
THE RULES:
1) no fat chicks. 2) NO fat chicks! 3) NO FAT CHICKS!! 4) YEAH!!! 5) WHOOOOO!!! 6) NO FAT CHICKS!!! 7) NO DUMBASSES!!! 8-99) NO FAT CHICKS!!!!! 100) What happens in Sun River, stays in Sun River.
SOOOOOO much fun shit its ridiculous. I am in love with brian, nathan, dan, and alex. we showed up at the house, and set up our comps and started playing DotA. we drove 4 hours so we could LAN. there was other stuff, such as getting anally raped by bikes, swimming in the river, talking about having sex with all these middle school kids, the non-stop use of Ipods, watching all the star wars movies, calling mychal kintz approximately 40 times, and lots and lots of gay action. there's other stuff, but I'm going to go ahead and refer to rule 100 on this one, and most everything we did was O.F.F.B. anyways. that of course stands for Official Fantastic Four Business. and yes, we're all completely homosexual. I'm also required to give Dan crap for being a stupid fucking idiot last night. he knows.
and as a final note, I have never sang along to so much music in my life. it was non stop. jesus tits.
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There are no words to describe the sadness I feel right now. Literally, I sat here at the keyboard trying to think of a clever metaphor or analogy to show how sad I felt, but nothing at all came. Thank you J.K. Rowling for making me miserable. I think instead of doing anything for the next few days of my life I just want to sit around my house and cry all the time. after 5 and a half beautiful hours of reading, I've had my spirit crushed. So if anyone wants to hang out tomorrow, I probably wont be up to the task, I think sleeping is the only remedy for the terribly sad and disgusted feeling that I have in the pit of my stomach.
on the other hand tonight was way fun, until about the last 100 fucking pages or so of the book. thats the biggest spoiler I'm willing to give, nothing else, but FUCK once you hit those last hundred... I'm definitely glad I read all of it this morning, I'd rather know what happens than have people holding the knowledge over my head.
and I suppose if anyone wants to hang out, you can let me know, I dont know how willing I will be to engage in anything. I dont even know if I'm going to get drunk tonight... or actually, better yet, I'm going to just start buying half gallons of rum and start going through one at least every three days. through the course of a day's drinking I think I can do it. But if you want to try to talk me out of my funk, you're welcome to try. glhf with that. My will to do anything is gone... in all seriousness, I dont even want to play DotA or read, I just want to sleep and drink. and this is the most depressed post I've ever made. so fin.
p.s. dont you hate joking about something and then it comes true? god dammit. shit fuck shitty shitty fuck fuck cock ass jesus tits.
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| Date: | 2005-06-24 16:33 |
| Subject: | Fritz Kirsch... |
| Security: | Public |
| Mood: | indifferent | | Music: | "Comfort Eagle" - Cake |
so my mom has an ex husband who has been supporting her for years and basically enabling her to fuck my dad over financially through child support because her known income is rather low, and thus we have to pay her more. funny thing is, recently, he's been around town, I've seen him at my mom's house, Albertson's, and at a court date a few weeks ago. Now I really dont have a lot against the guy, other than he's unknowingly fucking us over a bit, but this article came to my attention through my aunt who lives in Clearwater, Florida. for those of you who dont know, St. Petersburg is in Florida, and this is an article they published recently about Fritzie-poo:
http://pqasb.pqarchiver.com/sptimes/847045511.html?MAC=348c402ba2886c2fe53ac5799f420bf5&did=847045511&FMT=FT&FMTS=FT&date=May+30%2C+2005&author=TERRI+BRYCE+REEVES&printformat=&desc=SECOND+SIGHT+%2F%2F+A+blinding+battle
the gist of it is he has bad eyesight, is a civil war re-enacter, and has been in love with my mom for the last 30 years or so. here's the funy part of the article taken directly from it ( you can read the whole thing yourself in the link, its actually a well written article that I found interesting to read, and amusing.)
" Finally, the loss of sight interfered with the renewed courtship of his ex-wife, an optician in Portland, Ore. He said he has remained in love with her for decades but she was reluctant to renew a relationship with someone who was nearly legally blind.
'My life was going down the tubes right before my eyes, pardon the pun," he said. "I was desperate and scared. But I am a born- again Christian. I got down on my knees and prayed for God to help me. I prayed for guidance and courage and for him to show me what to do.' "
and then at the end...
"Today, Kirsch is a man of renewed confidence. As soon as the school year ended about a week ago, he left for Portland and, he hopes, a summer of romance."
I'll do an update at some later date about the whole court situation is going, and there's some fucked up shit going on, but that will come later.
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Yesterday was Bryan Bailey's going away party... so all day me, brian, and alex were trying desperately to find a place to party. It wasnt working, so I suggested that the three of us go back to my house and ask my dad if we could have a party. so we did, and it was amazing. we just explained how amazing bryan was and how we wanted to get fucked up. and this was awesome: my dad- "so there will be no alcohol right?" and I go "if by 'no alcohol' you mean 'alcohol' then you would be right." and he said YES which is extraordinary. then we went and got B squared a cake and some icing, took it home and wrote "Fuck Me Bryan" on it and then just started waiting for people.
SOOOOO MANY FUCKING PEOPLE WERE HERE it was amazing. It was officially a legendary party because Joe Knight was here, but other than him I'd say that at the high point there were a good 25 or so people. it was our regular crew of people plus a shitload of OSU kids (boettcher's latest post was from the very laptop I'm typing on right now... waka was playing chess and whit and some more of brian's posse..... STEVE YEAH WHOOO ALCOHOL STEVE JORDAN BRAUN ALCOHOL TO MINORS PALADIN... just kidding. Steve had nothing to do with this party, or any parties that we've had in the past. Ever. There was basically a stream of people coming through the door that I was incredibly excited to see. Aaron Clarke came and was literally retarded by midnight or so... loesch was pretty god damn fucked up. MIKE SCHMIDT showed up for a while, and a bunch of people crashed for the night. but damn diggity it was awesome.
also Zelda the Jamaican made my fucking night. Thanks Zelda, I hope to be seing way more of you in the future.
and before this post is over, everyone give alex loescher for dropping an entire unopened fifth of Smirnoff triple distilled vodka on my driveway. just on general principle, dont let him forget this. and I know its a mistake and I love him... but such waste cannot go unnoticed.
time to keep packing up my house... moving is awesome... and just putting out a bulletin of sorts, I'll probably be needing random houses to stay at for days at a time over the summer because my dad is moving and I am NOT going to live with my mom. so if its cool, let me know so I can make sure I have places to go over the next couple months.
thanks bitches.
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so graduation was absolutely, unequivocally amazing. The ceremony itself wasnt too ridiculously long, and I just joked around with kevin and david the whole time, mostly about the really really fat board member guy who looked like he was horrifically constipated. It's completely surreal to me that I'm finally finished with high school... and that the culmination of my efforts is a small golden plaque. These last four years have brought so much happiness and triumph both in and outside of the classroom, and at the same time they've been atrociously difficult, at least for me, especially outside of the classroom. I've been having a lot of retarded shit at home for the past 7 years it feels so FUCKING good to be able to have the door opened to get away from that.
It's been randomly getting worse lately, and especially over the last few weeks I've been going out almost every single night just to get away from the bullshit that goes on here. today after the grad party I went over to Nathan's to sleep with Amy for a bit, you know, just cuddle and spoon a little, and I got up around 11:30 and called and said that I could go home whenever he could pick me up. this is when he exploded and started screaming about how irrespoisble I am and how I never communicate with him where I'm going and when I'll be back, and how much of a "fucking dissapointment for a son" I am. the best part is, he did this exact same thing yesterday morning before I got on the bus to grad practice. I had told him verbatim that I would see him the next afternoon because we were camping out, sleeping, and then heading to practice the next morning. Instead, he shows up at school and bitches at me there. and today for the last few hours, its been the same thing. he reminds me so much of my brother brendan (who is 12) in that whenever things dont go his way he just shuts down completely ad becomes the most passive aggressive asshole on the face of the earth. Yesterday I went to lunch with my two aunts, 3 cousins, him, and brendan before graduation, and even there he spent most of the time whining about me and my precocious attitude (my word, not his) and my failures as a person. so that was delightful. on that note, I am packing up my house and getting ready to move, I dont know where I'm going, but my dad and brendan should be going to Philadelphia around July 14th, and we have a court date July 7th to determine whether they can move or not. Thank you parents who apparently love to battle over custody for fucking each other and subsequently me over for the last seven years, its been fantastic.
on a happier note, camping 2 nights ago was one of the best nights of my life, and I'd like to thank everyone for coming that did, and for everyone doig silly things with me. we need to do a repeat very very soon, and often through the summer. last ight was also one of the best nights of my life, ad there are no words to say how very very much I'm going to miss all of my friends, and how very very much I'm looking forward to never seeing a lot of people ever again in my life. I know other people have posted similar things to this but our class contains a good number of amazing people who have impacted me a lot, but it also has a lot more complete shitheads who I hope never procreate without protection and thusly spread their shithead genes on to a future generation.
and a final quick thing, I wanted to put my current reading list on here just to see if anyone has read these or wants to reccommed shit to read over summer: 1) "Mother Night" - Kurt Vonnegut (I'm about halfway done, its superb) 2) "Trout Fishing in America" - Richard Brautigan (also "The Pill versus the Springhill Mine Disaster" and "In Watermelon Sugar" in this collection, troche's bear gave it to me.) 3) "Stranger then Fiction" - Chuck Palahniuk 4) "Bloom County" - Berkeley Breathed (a comic collection to compliment the Brautigan, from troche) 5) "The Killer Angels" - Michael Shaara 6) "War in a Time of Peace" - David Halberstam (about the Clinton era) 7) "Galapagos" - Kurt Vonnegut
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| Date: | 2005-05-30 12:21 |
| Subject: | I am teh Jedi |
| Security: | Public |
| Mood: | chipper | | Music: | "Like The Angel"- Rise Against |
we're so close to being done with school. SO CLOSE. thats why I'm hanging out with friends and such instead of... anything else. Saturday night was awesome.
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| Date: | 2005-05-25 23:21 |
| Subject: | Random Compilation |
| Security: | Public |
| Mood: | amused | | Music: | "Ohio Is For Lovers"- Hawthorne Heights |
I love getting ego boosts: www.livejournal.com/users/username41790
( funny comment )
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| Date: | 2005-05-07 11:50 |
| Subject: | Blizzard Entertainment Tribute |
| Security: | Public |
| Mood: | pretty good... but mono. | | Music: | Iron and Wine- "Sunset Soon Forgotten" |

Nuked. thank you Blizzard.
just felt like making a public post. its been a while. and I love posting pictures, makes me feel computer savvy like JJamesB. PYP Concert tonight. Dinner with Troche, Bear (not hadduck), Amanda, Cutter, and myself.
in other news I have mono. so for the next month, I will be tired and cranky. Be warned.
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| Date: | 2005-04-10 13:44 |
| Subject: | Damn that smelled good... |
| Security: | Public |
| Mood: | curious | | Music: | Straylight Run- "Existentialism on Prom Night" |
Musicians:
I need to pick a teacher for the fall at Boston Con, go to their site ( www.bostonconservatory.edu ) and check out the violin faculty, if you know any of them/ have heard anything, please let me know. All I have to go with right now is their bios, which are all ridiculous and involve 400 competitions and degrees from Curtis an Juilliard an shit. Right now I'm leaning towards Mr. Lynn Chang because he's called me and we talked for a good 20 minutes about all the teachers there and how he's excited to have me coming there. I've met his son Chris, and he's a cool guy, so Lynn probly is too. He went to Meadowount and went up to the top of the mountain for a night and ended up being involved in a big ass bonfire that burned some trees at the very top. Which is pretty fuckin bad-ass, and thats one of the main reasons I'm leaning towards him.
Regular People:
become musicians, we're the shit. honestly.
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Hello Liam, I was very impressed by your audition tape and was wondering how interested you would be in coming to the Boston Conservatory. I am just about to make reccomendations for scholarships and it would obviously help to know the level of commitment on your part. Please let me know if you are interested. Best, Irina Muresanu Violin Professor, Boston Conservatory
hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahhahahahahahhahahaahhahahaha yes bitches.
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Interesting last few days. This week is absolutely stupid as far as homework goes. 5-10 page paper due TOMORROW which is definitely not going to be done on time. assorted other stuff, like... you know, starting my SSE needs to be done. Also, I need to desperately study for PB's midterm on Tuesday, thats going to be difficult without some preparation.
On a great note, I got to hang out with Rindi for a while Tuesday night, watched Pulp Fiction.
Semi Formal Friday, Robot Ninjas, assuming Kevin and I can organize it well enough. But the most exciting thing of late has been my nosebleeds- GROSS STORY AHEAD
( Nosebleedz )
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| Date: | 2005-03-08 17:03 |
| Subject: | OH SHIT REJECTED |
| Security: | Public |
| Mood: | chipper | | Music: | Brahms Quintet Op. 34 in F Minor, Scherzo |
Got my letter of rejection from CIM: "Dear Liam:
We are sorry to inform you of our decision not to accept you into the Cleveland Institute of Music. Frankly, we were disgusted with your audition, and after you played, most of the staff members who heard you got together and conspired to fly out to your house together, and wake you up and cut off your arms with a jagged shovel so you would never ever be able to even attempt to play violin again. However, we deemed that although the expense of several plane tickets would be a minute price to pay for your disfigurement, it would at this time be inconvenient timing for our staff members as they have obligations to teach and coach people who are actually good at their instruments. Please, we hope you understand that we want you to take this as personally as possible, and it would really behoove both you and the rest of the classical music world if you were to either take your own life, or move to an aboriginal village in Africa. Either one of these options would considerably mitigate your negative influence on any other musicians you may encounter. Thank you for auditioning, and we wish you the absolute worst in life, may you die soon, alone, and unloved.
Have a great day,
The place you have no chance of getting into."
EDIT: 3 things... one, this isnt serious, its just a funny rant I compiled. two, St. Helens blew the fuck up. three, these kids playing outside just said funny shit (my window is open, hence the hearing.) Fat Kid with water gun: Thats it. You pushed me, push, past my limits, way past. I... I will shock you. You just pushed me BEYOND my limits. you want to get shocked?? Kid on Bike: No... COME GET ME *rides away on bike* Fat Kid with water gun: YOU COME BAcK HERE SHRIMPO!!! I'll... SWING AT YOU *swings gun in general direction of kid who is about 4 feet away" Kid on Bike: get me fatty... YOU CANT SHOCK ME...
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I feel like shit. I really didnt know how much snot the sinuses could produce, but to this point, I'm fairly sure I could fill a Nalgene bottle with no problems whatsoever. <----Gross yes, Delicious, possibly. Yesterday was really exciting... I had Saturday School, so that was a delightful 3 hours of reading Gulliver's Travels, and wondering what Jon Swift was thinking when he wrote so much about nipples in the 2nd book. It was weird and disturbing. It was nice though... I spent a lot of time thinking about the night before happily, and so the time went by pretty fast. However, since I wasnt at MYS, everyone in the world (apparently) freaked the fuck out, and I ended up getting in massive trouble for the whole shebang. It worked out alright though, because instead of doing anything that mattered, I watched Pulp Fiction, and then went to bed at around 7. Because of the sickness, I woke up all night long and had this really really weird dream that my quartet was playing at the Schnitz, in front of a sold out house, and then I couldnt find my tux jacket or my violin, so I screamed at Esther and she took me backstage into a massive wine cellar where we ran into Tom Cruise, Chris Rock, Jack Nicholson, and Johnny Depp, and then we all had a good laugh about how Tom got way wasted the night before at the party I threw and how he ended up fucking like 3 chicks, and so I congratulated him on being a father, and then we all got drunk on wine and exchanged phone numbers... then I woke up.
Friday was a pretty good day @ school, I had my writing conference w/ Troche after school, and we talked about the paper for a good four minutes, and then talked about our Diablo 2 characters and experiences for another half hour. Then I went home and played myself some Diablo. I wouldve done hw, but MY MOM FUCKING STOLE MY BACKPACK FROM OUT OF MY HANDS AND THEN DOOR CHECKED ME AS SHE WAS DRIVING AWAY FROM MY HOUSE LOL RITE? yeah, wtfuck her problem is, I dont know, but if you're driving away from someone, and they're asking you to stop, I dont think its a good idea for you to hit them with your door while accelerating out of their cul-de-sac.
Friday nite-Saturday morning was absolutely top-notch bloody kickers. I havent really "like"-liked someone of the opposite sex since last summer, so this is an excellent change of pace for me. This being said, I will have to cancel most of my sexual activities with my guy friends... sorry Brian, Dan, Kevin, Alex, and Ben, but someone else is in the picture now. if you need someone new... Matt Madsen would be the guy to call. Check his LJ for his number.
-Vincent a.k.a. "My Niggah" Vega
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Overall, a pretty damn good day. Humanities good as always, 6th period was busy. Went to mickey D's, then came back to school and went and played handball against Robinette's door for several minutes. Assorted miscreant stuff. Then, me and Ben had to get our shit out of Alex's car, so we went to get it, and I decided to drive back to Ben's house, then around my neighborhood, then back to school. What a stupid fucking idea. Fun, but stupid. 7th period, rehearsed and shit with quintet, we sound like ass. 8th period, about half of AP Gov was involved in the Yearbook photo taking for "senior most..." shit, so after that happened, we all went back down towards class, and we decided to do a conga line outside the window for funnies. then we realized the blinds were closed, so about 12 kids from our class went outside the school, and conga-d past the big ass windows to Mr. Morgan's room. Then, after doing a couple circles around, we all went back in and with perfectly straight faces, walked in single file, saying "Sabin bus..." Fun shit.
Came back to school around 5 after writing my facilitation questions for tomorrow for meeting w/ Troche. We talked about the thing for about 2 minutes, and then just talked about life, love, and happiness for the next hour. She's such an amazing person and teacher, I dont know what I would if someone else were in her place. I was thinking about it, and she's sort of like a mother figure to me. I mean, like a good mother, not the mother figure I have down the street who is abusive and manipulative and bitter and religious and a stupid, bigoted, hypocritical adulterous fuckface. (that was a fun rant)
Funny part of the conversation towards the very end: Troche: so matty tells me that you're ah, dating... Me: yeah. Rindi Troche: hows that workin? Me: Pretty nicely, we've only hung out a few times, but its always been great. Troche: yeah, she seems good for you. I havent really talked with her, but yeah... just seems good.
Glad I have Troche's blessing. Now that we have the blessing and our intentions have been proven honorable by Jehovah, the future is bright.
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| Date: | 2005-02-27 10:17 |
| Subject: | I are teh nerd. |
| Security: | Public |
| Mood: | tired | | Music: | Green Day- "Maria" |
I won Districts for the 4th year in a row yesterday. My legacy is complete. We had a good judge who actually knew her shit, and she talked with me for another 10 minutes after I played about what colleges and stuff I was looking into/auditioning for. So now I'm going to State, (along with a 2 or 3 other violinists, because we have so fucking many, we can send more to State...) and I'm not sure what to play. Its not til late April, so I could work up a concerto or something, but I'd really like to do the unaccompanied Ysaye I've been working on for 6 months, it'd be pretty close to perfect by the time state rolls around.
I play way too much Diablo. I went to bed last night around 11 ish after hanging out with Linzay and Traiz for a couple hours, and around 11:30 Rindi called AND AWOKE ME FROM A SOUND SOUND SLEEP THAT I WAS ENJOYING but it was still cool. We're hanging out today, so thats groovy. Regardless, after I woke up and talked with her for a bit, I decided to go to the computer and check my email, and then I figured it'd be a good idea to get a little Diablo in, I mean... while I'm up... so I ended up playing til about 5 in the morning after making a 4 hour playlist of shit on my computer and saying "just one more song Liam..." Bad call. However, I leveled up to 21, which considering I've had the game since Thursday isnt bad at all. In real life, I gained 300,574 Nerdtastic points.
I have to facilitate on Tuesday for "A Modest Proposal" by Jonathan Swift. Shit. Time to work on that.
EDIT: Just got back from Sideways w/ Rindi. Amazing amazing amazing movie. Thanks to it, Rindi and I have strengthened our relationship since we both realized we like ugly naked men.
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I took my change to the Coinstar thingy Wednesday after school (meaning around 11) and I had like, 70 bucks, so that was pleasant to find. I took that and went to the mall and bought "Diablo 2: Battle Chest" which contains the original Diablo, Diablo 2, and the expansion set "Lord of Destruction" as well as the official strategery guide. This is the 3rd time I've purchased the same exact fucking thing, because the first two times I bought it, I was living with my mom (to some extent or another) and she deemed it "evil and a horrible influence" and managed to throw it out. What a stupid whore. On that same subject, as of last Thursday, THE DIVORCE IS FINALLY OFFICIAL AND OVER!!!!! now all we have to deal with is the custody battle part. Woot.
Drove up to Seattle last night after OPAYCO and then today, I had the 1st audition of the day @ 10 oclock, on a really really nice stage at Benaroya Hall, so I sounded kick ass, and I nailed my shit (finally) and the guy auditioning me told me that he had some fantastic stuff to send back to the faculty, and that he looked forward to seeing me in the fall. Kick ass. Then we stuck around for a bit, and I got to see my cousin Farrah and we chilled for a bit, and she showed me the Breathalyzer thats installed in her car that she has to blow in before the car will start, because she has 3 DUI's. Wow. I aspire to that someday. cept not.
February is almost done, and starting in March, I'm not going to be as ridiculously busy 24/7. Violin shit is happening way less, and all I have to worry about is Humanities and SSE, for all intents and purposes. This means that I need to get off my practicing/homeworking ass and call people and do things more. Its been busy as all crpa lately, so my social life has equaled not so great. But with March, I'll be way freer. Which means way more Tony's, Aqua Teen Hunger Force, Rindi, cigars, and getting the fuck out of the house.
Time to lvl up on Diablo. I'm working on a Paladin I affectionately named "Margaret".
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