| Hellllllllooooooo there. It's summer. Yay summer. I finally have time
to burn, so here I am with a blog. I've been reading others' for a long
time, but now it's my turn. You can all find out just how bored/boring
I really am!
Thoughts here at 12:27 AM:
There should be rules for Pop/soda drinking.
Orange Pop, Grape Pop, and Citrus Pops (Mountain Dew, not clear types)
Should be the only pops allowed from 6 AM to 12 .
Clear Pops, Fruit Punch, and Mountain Dew should be allowed from 12 until 4 PM
Dark Pops (Cola, Dr. Pepper) and Clear Pops should be allowed from 4 until 9. From 9 until 6 the next day, it's all allowed.
Why the rules? Am I the new Pop Nazi?
Perhaps.
Just the ramblings of an idle mind, I suppose.
I have to get up and go into school at 9 tomorrow to practice my speech. Joy.
I like sleep.
Parking for Brian needs to make an album. If you have any artwork or
pictures that would be cool, tell me. Robot stuff would be especially
appreciated.
The Three of us are going to my brother's tomorrow to take pics for shirts on cafepress. They should be sa-weet.
Thoughts as I enter what music I'm listening to:
I found this band on somebody's myspace and they are very Postal
Service-ish. I want the album, but i hope it doesn't get old. I hate
when that happens.
*Switching to Conan*
That is the only man that can make bad hair be cool.
Eat it, Donald Trump.
Max Weinberg's bands go head to head:
(E Street Band <Bruce Springstein> vs. the MW 7)
Who wins?
duh.
Max Weinberg 7.
Conan is tall. Like 6 foot 5 or something. Is it too late to be him? Yes? Shoot.
Well I'm going to go try and write a song with no inspiration
whatsoever. It never works. But I've got a few ideas. We'll just have
to wait and see.
Peas.
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