11.17.2005
Quoted from my brother, Jonathan's journal:
It was a dark night as i was leaving towards my friend gregs house. He was going through a depressing time in life, as he just descovered that whitney(my sis) didnt actually like him. Because in secret she was madly in love with a rather robust and cunning young man named Jonathan Davis. back to Greg though. I went to give him some comfort as he went through this hard time in his life. when i arived he was bent over in a position that made me think he was Real Depressed. yeah he was sitting in a chair and was leaning over himself. i tried my hardest to comfort him but nothing worked. Greg also had another person he liked named Angela. BUt what you need to know is that Angela was deeply sick. Angela was at gregs house while i was there. she made a woerd noise as though she were regurgitating a cow and a rubber ducky at the same time. we assumed her to be dead. so we went into gregs basement and laid her in a home made coffin. greg was morning over her death as i put the last nails in the top of the box. greg continued to mourn so i said "suck it up you baby, shes dead you cant do anything about it." so he stopped mourning and we went and played cards. between the main floor and the basement was a stone door. while we played cards i heard a wierd scratching noise. so i assumed it to be gregs stomach growling. i heard a noise like a stone moving across more stone. i then assumed that greg passed gas. you know how things are. at this time i stood up to get a drink and when i came back angela came back to life(just for you people who think she came back to life. she was never dead she just looked it) and was strangling greg. soon after about ten minutes of her choking him he died and she came after me. so i screamed for my momma and yelled in a chanting form"this is for greg NOOOOOOO....LESSSSSSOOOONNNN.." as i beat her with a squire percussion bass by fender. so that is the end of my story. or is it? hmmmm.
He wins.
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11.16.2005
so lately i've discovered that my musical taste has gone from sort of an orchestrated metal like nightwish or symphony x to a beach mellow like jack johnson. in fact, i'm going to post the lyrics to banana pancakes right here. it's my favorite jj song, edited for length.
banana pancakes
Can't you see that it's just rainin'
There ain't no need to go outside
But baby, you hardly even notice
When I try to show you
this song It's meant to keep you
From doin' what you're supposed to
Like wakin' up too early
Maybe we could sleep in
I'll make you banana pancakes
Pretend like it's the weekend now
And we could pretend it all the time
Can't you see that it's just rainin'
There ain't no need to go outside
Because I love to lay here lazy
We could close the curtains
Pretend like there's no world outside
And we could pretend that all the time
Can't you see that it's just raining
There ain't no need to go outside
The telephone singing, ringing, it's too early
Don't pick it up
We don't need to
We got everything we need right here
And everything we need is enough
It's just so easy
When the whole world fits inside of your arms
Do we really need to pay attention to the alarm
Wake up slow, wake up slow
I'll make you banana pancakes
so as you guys seem keen to know what's going on in my life, here it is. work and school. i'm serious, that's really about the extent of it. if i went into detail on either of those, it'd get really boring. let me think of the highlights of the past couple of weeks.
oh! i am now the official costumer of DDA. apparently harris was most impressed my costuming superpower and told aaron that "we have to get her!" so aaron did. and, to show me that he meant business, he drew me a picture of duck, shown here.
that's been one of the highlights of my weeks.
let's see...in other news, i'm going home on saturday! i am so excited. it's been three and a half months since i've been home.
right now, kevin (KDawg of my tagboard) is jamming on the keyboard and it makes me smile.
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