Its like a Rockumentary, only its written and I don't die of drugs 45 minutes in
Hello Mr. and Ms. Anyone who bothers to read this,
Well I keep hearing about everyones online journal and I thought I'd give this shit a test run. it will probably run the course of every other diary I tried to keep: a week of entries, followed by one more entry several weeks later and then tearing out the 4 used pages and using it for school. But i've got a good feeling about this one, yeah!
I can't lie to you, whoever you are, I live a fast paced life full of car chases, gun fights, and fearsome sea creatures. I live with an action crew, people who live on the razors edge, people who laugh at fear and pants him and stuff his pants in the mailbox. People like William Sullivan, and Melissa Carubia, and RJ. Damn. Watch yourself.
As a professional carnie and improviser, I demand a lot from my voice but yesterday took a lot out of me. My voice sounds like you put my throat in a blender, stappled it back in and forced me to sing the star spangled banner all day in a sandstorm. Yes, I'm prone to exaggeration, but the point is, it hurt. So, needless to say, I was looking forward to a long day of tea drinking and not talking, when, bam! MT called, twisted my big ol figurative arm into going to Anna's with people. So I showered and raced to the fine Mexican establishment in time to get myself a delicious chicken quesadia. - Greg, MT, Allison, Joe, Perich, Serps, Kev- Good times: Serps stode through flavor country, Allison cheated at a staring contest(yeah, you heard me, cheated), and we may have had the best rendition of "Nick's Night Out" of all time. I drove half of everyone back to BC while we played with ye olde hilarious musical horn. Many other jokes were told- for those in the know: mini- Nestle Crunches. nuff said.
after that, saw X2 with the regular ACTION housemates + Gina. (How many years until she becomes an offical member of the action pelham team? Alas, much like how many licks it takes to get to the center of a tootsie pop: the owl says 3) good movie, not enough colossus, too much jean grey and why does Scott Summers look so much like Stiffler?
7th Sea was fun, Melissa got to play for a change, even if she had to go to bed early. She often goes to bed early but she has to work wicked fucking early, so I certainly understand. fun stuff tonight, need lothar back for the story to continue really, so we're kinda waiting on him, but its all good, tonight was cool.
I then came upstairs and finally did an aol profile (actually found my old one and added some stuff) And whoop, there we have it, another exciting day in the life of Bobby.
tune in next week
Well I keep hearing about everyones online journal and I thought I'd give this shit a test run. it will probably run the course of every other diary I tried to keep: a week of entries, followed by one more entry several weeks later and then tearing out the 4 used pages and using it for school. But i've got a good feeling about this one, yeah!
I can't lie to you, whoever you are, I live a fast paced life full of car chases, gun fights, and fearsome sea creatures. I live with an action crew, people who live on the razors edge, people who laugh at fear and pants him and stuff his pants in the mailbox. People like William Sullivan, and Melissa Carubia, and RJ. Damn. Watch yourself.
As a professional carnie and improviser, I demand a lot from my voice but yesterday took a lot out of me. My voice sounds like you put my throat in a blender, stappled it back in and forced me to sing the star spangled banner all day in a sandstorm. Yes, I'm prone to exaggeration, but the point is, it hurt. So, needless to say, I was looking forward to a long day of tea drinking and not talking, when, bam! MT called, twisted my big ol figurative arm into going to Anna's with people. So I showered and raced to the fine Mexican establishment in time to get myself a delicious chicken quesadia. - Greg, MT, Allison, Joe, Perich, Serps, Kev- Good times: Serps stode through flavor country, Allison cheated at a staring contest(yeah, you heard me, cheated), and we may have had the best rendition of "Nick's Night Out" of all time. I drove half of everyone back to BC while we played with ye olde hilarious musical horn. Many other jokes were told- for those in the know: mini- Nestle Crunches. nuff said.
after that, saw X2 with the regular ACTION housemates + Gina. (How many years until she becomes an offical member of the action pelham team? Alas, much like how many licks it takes to get to the center of a tootsie pop: the owl says 3) good movie, not enough colossus, too much jean grey and why does Scott Summers look so much like Stiffler?
7th Sea was fun, Melissa got to play for a change, even if she had to go to bed early. She often goes to bed early but she has to work wicked fucking early, so I certainly understand. fun stuff tonight, need lothar back for the story to continue really, so we're kinda waiting on him, but its all good, tonight was cool.
I then came upstairs and finally did an aol profile (actually found my old one and added some stuff) And whoop, there we have it, another exciting day in the life of Bobby.
tune in next week
