They get so close I could touch them all // All the nights I wait up for you call

"Happy B-day, start smoking so we don't have to send you these anymore in 30 years time huh?!"

Only 11 shopping days left. You know I think that is some of the aftermath of letting those people swipe your license at the club during the infamous "Jurassic Party" (see 'some pics' link to your right for all the madcap details) I don't know if you read about this on the front page of the paper or caught it on the news, but a few days ago my belt buckle basically disintegrated and fell into the lou, leaving me, your favourite 30" waisted gentleman, basically down to my athletic pants for 3 days time until I moonwalked (well that's not quite the right verb, although {off topic as usual} I've been dancing in my room a lot lately, and that has almost been incorporated to not just a few songs, frenzied) to "The Sal." and picked one up for like 2 bucks, so now when you see me wearing any variation of my colored pants (Don't wear the blue jeans, I don't know.... just I don't like the whole "wet jeans" thing....) be sure to tell me how you talked to the guys from Franz Ferdinand and they want their belt back. I went on a record store safari the other night, I found one out in Ferndale (yahoo directions: 45 min so of course + the fact that I'm searching for it, make it an even hour). It was cool; they had cheap albums, I got to hear a new genre of music (Record Store soundtrack), and after the fact I went to my G-ma's and played Jeopardy with her on the sofa eating enchiladas and drinking A&W. She took me to the house, she's really good. I wonder if a semi-colon was appropriate up there a min ago?...maybe no, I think it's like how I start most entries with "So..." or how I'd be rich if I had a nickel for every "crazy" that turns up in here. I need a new adjective, like in place of "crazy", how about "balls out marvelous"? Wow I've become a satire of myself.