I refuse to give into the constant constrictions that try to squeez the life out of me.

This is in reference to my classes and the work involved with them, and the irony about my statement is that my will-power died some time ago. It's always been my heart-felt belief that I'm floating sustained in the love and care of my God----relaxed, limp, at peace, not deadened.

Ugh, ugh, ugh!!! I'm so tired yet I'm listening to the Beautiful Sunny Day Real Estate song "Tearing in My Heart." Bad habits die hard.

To anyone who reads my blog and does not own the self-titled album of the Autumns, go and buy it---simply rocks. I couldn't find the artwork on the internet, but the picture above is somewhat similar to what the real thing looks like. If you have iTunes, that's a great way to listen to some high quality clips of it. If you have the windows counterpart to iTunes, I pity you. You can't even find the Arcade Fire on that thing. I pretty much agree with Nathan about witch songs are the best, considering the fact that they're all so good. My favorite song is "Edmond & Edward/Wish Stars." This song is actually two songs, but they just work real well together. The track changes and if you weren't aware, you couldn't tell that it did. Cool, cool stuff.

I played putt putt yesterday as a welcoming event for freshman. Everything there was free, save refreshments. Do they think that they can buy us out with their cheap events and free rounds of putt putt? ...Well, they can......and they did. Putt putt is so rad it's not even funny, but it is fun. Good free fun---the best kind of fun.

This boy here likes chocolate.

Important News
1. Going on walks is fun, but being attacked by rabid junior highers while taking one is not.
2. This is the last full day I'll be at home before I leave for college. In honor of this, the boys plus Merissa will be having a going-away party for me at CiCi's.
3. I love Jesus immensely much.
4. After two years since the first time I saw her, Keira Knightley is still very attractive to my eyes.
5. Radiohead still rocks.
6. I laugh when I think of chubby people laughing.
7. I'll be staying in Gates hall---a hall heavily laden with the arts.
8. I'm going to miss 90% of the people I know in Kerrville and the surrounding area.
9. Nathan's not going to be able to give me Smash Brothers Melee and Star Fox adventures back on Sunday, but that's okay. I wasn't gonna take 'em to college anyway.
10. It's still my ideological extreme to make popularity a thing of the past.

Wanted Dead or Alive

$1,000

Stephen "The Mad Cat" Short

Yeah, I have a brother who can draw.

mmm. I had some fine breakfast tacos today. They were so good that I think I can die in peace now. I purchased two egg and chorizo ones. Normally, I don't really have a strong affinity for chorizo, but these breakfast tacos were different. The only problem was that my friend and I had to wait for twenty minutes to get our damn delicious breakfast tacos, but in the end, it was worth the wait. mmm

I like it when you're cool like that.

It's been raining in Kerrville a lot lately. When I say lately, I am referring to the month of July. For the record, the rainy month of summer for 2005 was July. This differs from the rainy month of the summer of 2002, which happened to be June. June, sweet June. Personally, I think that June is a much better month for the rain. It's not as hot as July is and also meshes better with the rain than July. You see, when it rains in July, the temperature drops 10 to 20 degrees. However, once the rain is gone the temperature rises back to painful highs, not to mention the air is rife with that stupid thing we know as humidity (not bad in small quantities, though).

Mowing the lawn is a chore I don't think I will ever get used to or enjoy. Whenever the time to do yard work rolls around, I usually shudder where I stand, work up the strength to face the pain, and then do the work assigned to me. In the midst of this three-step progression, I know that I will inevitably have an allergic breakdown before the yard work is all over.

Here's to hysterical allergic breakdowns. Lift your chalices!