Currently Listening Demon Days By Gorillaz Feel Good Inc. see related

Well, I figure that while I have some time freed up between writing English papers, and running around town I'll write a xanga entry.

It probably won't make up for my actions, but appologize to the people I snapped at. I've been all weird lately because of a number of factors, but I'm alright again. I kind of thought my problems were external, instead of internal, and thought I was like.. doing nothing wrong. That's probably arrogant. Oh well. Yeah. Anyway, sorry for calling you a horse humping bitch, Jennifer. Even though I tried to cover it up with a bunch of polysyllabic words, starting a xanga fight was pretty immature. And I guess I should appologize for calling Cody a dick. Heh. I got caught up in "high school drama". Mother fucker.

 Anyway, the weekend has been pretty good. A whole lot of hanging out with Adam and stuff. Nothing that spectacular. One thing stands out. I jumped out of Adam's car at the McDonald's drive through on Earl to throw away my Super Test soda. Anyway, I ran in front of this guy who was like.. 20 feet away. I run back towards Adam's car and he says "Jackass" apparently. I didn't really hear him so I was like "..Thanks." And then he yells "Dumbass" and drives off. Nothing like a nice compliment from the fine citizens of Lafayette.

Oh, don't shop on the day after Thanksgiving. We did at like.. 7 AM. Yeah, that sucked.

Alysha's car overheating on the way there + Adam and Isaac having to run a mile or so back home in 12 degree weather + Lots of hardcore shoppers = Bad time, but good prices.

Yeah, well I'm headin' out. Got to get some stuff done before I go over to Justin's at like.. midnight. Good ol' Justin's. Have a good time finishing your Thanksgiving Break off, true believers.

Currently Listening Led Zeppelin IV (aka ZOSO) By Led Zeppelin see related

Hm. Interesting story.. So this will lead to an interesting post. Yesterday, I was sitting around with the lady friend and the subject of war was brought up. She is opposed to it, where as I see it as a necessity. She didn't want to argue on the subject because sometimes when we debate over subjects I go overboard and talk about it for like.. an hour. And win. So we talked about Ben Affleck instead. That crazy Ben.. Anyway..

War is a necessity. To believe anything else you are blinding yourself to the truth. Some people will do this because people are stupid. They will believe anything if they are afraid it is true, or want it so badly to be true ( case in point ). ( Wizard's First Rule, Adam 'n Alysha. )

"Those who don't punish evil command it to be done." - Leonardo da Vinci

That is a quote from one of the most intelligent men in history. He understood the simple truth: in order to thrive in the glory of freedom, you must crush and grind ideals that endorse slavery into the dust as strongly as you would defend your country.

Here's a simple truth; it is easier to have somebody rule you then to rule your own life and live it. People who are lazy will constantly flock to the notion that having someone rule you is more benevolent. Though these people who flock to the others who hold these beliefs true may not be armed with weapons, they are armed with something more dangerous; harmful ideas. Therefor, even if they aren't shooting us or bombing us, have defended the antagonist of freedom. They have decided that they value death ( the ability to not live your own life, in my opinion ) over life. In turn, we must grant them their wish in order to preserve our own lives. We are defending ourselves, in a sense.

Well, I'd better wrap this up. I could go on a lot longer..but I'm easily side tracked. Let me know your opinions on the subject. Later on, true believers.

Currently Listening Houses Of The Holy By Led Zeppelin No Quarter see related

Just been hangin' out lately. My anger has vented. I am back to my ol' nonchalant self.

Fall Play. Well, I've actually started kicking things into gear. Like.. Got all my lines down, trying to spice them up. I went through a little "Fine, I'll see what I can get away with to piss them off" phase, but that's all done. I got really angry, and in turn became hypocritical. Abandoning a decent amount of rationality. Hm. Passion rules reason. Not that I think that the majority of what I said was out of line.

School. Fun. I'm kind of out there in class a lot of the time. I just get absorbed in things. I'm reading Naked Empire right now, and it's really heating up. On top of that, I'm trying to finish off all the Sparknotes on The Inferno by Dante. It is so freakin' cool. It's really metaphorical in nature. Like.. Hm. Glutonous people get sewage rained down on them. Their punishment fits the crime because they took an overabundance of food in life.. so they get an overabundance of the product of food in death. Good stuff.

Social stuff? Not much, man. Been hanging out with Jenni every day for like.. The past month or so. It's been great. Rumors have spread, but whatever. Rumors always spread, man. You know who else had rumors spread about him? Jesus. That's right. And he did pretty okay for himself. I mean, damn.. Look at that beard.

I've become a huge critic of beards lately. Mine's coming in pretty nicely. I've got the half cheek covering, v shaped on the throat beard. It's pretty sweet in my opinion. I want it to get bushy. I trimmed it so it'd grow bushy evenly.

You know what's a good animal? Koalas. They're like.. bears.. but kangaroos too.. That's really like.. God's joke or something. They're a beargaroo.

That'd be good on a cereal box. A mascott or something..For Beargaroo Puffs. Now all I need is a clever saying.."Silly kids.. Cheerios give you AIDS." There we go.

I'm hittin' the ol' dusty trail. Don't worry, true believers.. That doesn't mean I'm doing cocaine.

I've got something that has been nagging at me lately. I don't want to just call forward everyone at a play practice or something, seeing as 90% of the drama department reads Xangas.. Here you go.

Our drama department is gradually going downhill because our practices are unproductive. We generally don't do anything, and when we do try and accomplish things we get on tangents and overthink things. 75% of productive periods in practice are spent on conversations about stupid shit like what kind of music we want in the background of some unimportant scene, or some little gesture that the audience won't even notice. Correct me if I'm wrong, but shouldn't we worry about blocking first and foremost?

That's talking about the times that we are actually doing something. The majority of time we are talking about Jim Carrey..or Phantom of the Opera..or Wicked.. or whatever the hell people feel the need to throw out into the social environment. Whatever suits them, not what suits the production.

What really irks me, though, is all the assumptions and categorizing that is going on. More specifically, I'm tired of being categorized myself. This was all set off, actually, because of the assumptions people made on Saturday. People assumed that because I wasn't at practice Saturday that I was missing it intentionally. I fucking overslept. It was a mistake. Everyone makes mistakes. It's how we deal with our mistakes that defines our character. Excuse me for actually being fatigued because I have to balance out

a) My school work. I had a stayed up a long time on Thursday because I had to devote time something in school that wasn't extracurricular.

b) My work life. I had to work that fucking day, and didn't want to be exhausted so it would reflect poorly on my workplace. How many people in this production actually have jobs that have judged me?

c) My home life. Excuse me that my family isn't a Brady Bunch.Adam was visitting from VU. If you know me then you know my brother is my closest friend. I only get select amounts of time to hang out with him during the school year, and try to thoroughly enjoy it. It's one of the social things that brightens my life. One thing that doesn't is my mother's drinking. She kept me up a lot Friday night because of her intoxication. Thanks for sympathizing.

Now, I'm saying all of this because I hear people were pretty pissed at me Saturday. People were talking about giving away my role. Here's my sentiments on giving away my role: If you would do such a brash act without hearing my side of things then go the fuck ahead. You're not worth my time, and this production isn't either.

What if someone like Jennifer Rife or Brent Klink didn't show up the few times I haven't? I'm sure people would feel they were off saving orphans from burning buildings or some benevolent shit. People stereotype me because I joke around every now and then, so they think that whenever I'm gone that I'm doing it for some vindictive reason. If I missed practices it's been because of work or simple mistakes. I've seen tons of McCutcheon's "notable" drama people miss practices and go unnoticed. That's equal treatment for you. 

People stereotype, and people talk behind people's backs. People fucking spread rumors, and add to the drama of the drama department. It's people like that that are making it so McCutcheon productions aren't doing as well as other high school's.

So yeah. I guess I'll summarize this. I wasn't there. Apparently people talked about how they're going to kick me out. I overslept because of a number of factors. Sorry. People assumed I was gone out of irresponsibility. It was a mistake that wasn't out of malice. I know a lot of people had good intentions and were worried about the production's well being when they made these assumptions. In the process hurt my feelings because of the lack of faith others have in me came to light. The greatest harm can come from the best intentions.

Oh, and to those of you who care. I put time forth to sell one of those ads for the playbill. Got like.. 40 bucks for the production. I don't want a pat on the back. I thought that could show that I actually am working for this play, even if I am in less obvious ways.

Those who ask me angrily tomorrow why I wasn't at practice. Well, you'll probably get a "Go fuck yourself."

Later on, true believers.

Currently Reading The Pillars of Creation (Sword of Truth, Book 7) By Terry Goodkind see related

Wow. I guess my raging fan base is getting angry at my lack of updating. By that I mean Jennifer. Screw you guys, I still have my army of Mav TV viewers. Hahaha.

Yeah, the last week has gone by pretty fast. I was sick for a short period of time. Sickness is bad. Unless you're Muhammad Ali. His Parkinson's makes it so I always have an opponent I can beat at Operation.

I've got a lady friend named Jenni. She's pretty awesome I guess pretty much so.. She doesn't play EQ though. I told her she has to play atleast 5 hours a night before I can be seen on Norrath with her. She'd better be level 3 by Saturday or I'm going to domestically abuse her. I mean.. When I'm playing D&D with the guys you have to be atleast a level 3 before you can be Dungeon Master! How can I date someone who doesn't have the aforementioned ability in the D&D!?

Went on a field trip today. It was a blast. Not really. The bus ride was fun because I rose 3 ranks on Joe's hit list. And found out Kiff is retarded. Officially. I brought Chinese food for lunch. I told 'em I would. I was like "I'm bringing Chinese food." and people were like "Haha, you're funny Isaac." and I was like "Fuck you, that's not a sandwich is it? No. That's General Tso's. Because I am the greatest nonconformist transcendentalist in THE WORLD. Just like Thoreau. Right, Adam? Yeah. He's one, too. I wear all black. I conform to be different. ( paradox. woot. ) Feast on the flesh of the liviiiiinngggg."

Yeah. People did a bunch of unintelligible rambling so I couldn't really pay too much attention. I'm really into Indy films, so I did learn a thing or two, though. Alex, Jordan, and I hung out at the circle thing and watched people be dumb. And a girl feed pigeons. That was dumb. So we watched her too.

On the busride back we convinced Kiff that there's a new drug at McCutcheon called Pole that people smoke. Kiff's a straight shooter, though. He said he wouldn't even consider smoking pole in highschool. Maybe in college, Kiff. Maybe in college.

Huh. Well, I'm heading out. This day has been full of work, school, and homework. I got to hang out with the Kool-Aid though. That's a good thing. I like Kool-Aid. Except grape and orange.. That's what the dark people drink. Later on, true believers.