chaz720.net - journal

August 21, 2000

Well I don't wanna be President, Superman, or Clark Kent. I don't wanna walk 'round in their shoes. 'Cause I don't know who's side I'm on. I don't know my right from wrong. I don't know where I'm going to. I don't know about you I'll be the rain falling on your fire escape. And I may not be the man you want me to. I can be myself, how 'bout you? I don't wanna make you mad. I don't wanna meet your dad. I don't wanna be your dream come true. 'Cause I don't know just what I've found. I don't know my sky from ground. I don't know where I'm going to. I don't know about you. I'll be the rain falling on your fire escape. And I may not be the man you want me to. I can be myself, how 'bout you? I'll be the rain falling on your fire escape. And I may not be the man you want me to I can be myself, how 'bout you? I can be myself, how 'bout you? I can be myself How 'bout you?'

Well college has been pretty cool for the first few days. I've been meeting people on my floor. I hope to meet even more once classes get going, which happens on Wednesday for us. I can once again send e-mail again, although it won't be using the uiuc server, cause it sucks and doesn't work from my location. So I will use a mediaone server until I have some great reason to do otherwise. We had a freshman convocatoin thingy today where we all sat and listened to speeches about how great and opportunistic the next four years are going to be for us and how lucky we are to be a part of something so special. And all that other fun stuff. I met Col. Blank yesterday briefly, and he's a pretty cool guy. We ahd fun talking to him. Last night we watched the usual suspects with a few people. Hans and I are going to see if we can find ourselves a house party with some people tonight, and kick it before classes start. Take it easy everyone, and have a good time.

an apendage: I had a conversation with Jason before I went to sleep. And I'm starting to find something really funny. He acts as though I should be on a quest to earn his respect, and yet... ...Every time I talk to him, he holds less and less of mine.

Chaz720: hello
Quad004: Hello
Chaz720: how have you been
Quad004: OK, you?
Chaz720: pretty descent
Chaz720: so what inspired your little piece of prose in hans's lawn
Quad004: WHicj one?
Chaz720: either
Quad004: I didn't write the Hans + U of I
Chaz720: I didn't actually read any of it, I didn't see hans's house
Quad004: Let's just say he fucked with the wrong people
Chaz720: oh please, you are not a mafia lord
Quad004: You never know
Chaz720: no, I tihnk in this case I know
Chaz720: you are not a mafia lord
Quad004: He probably will think before he acts now.
Chaz720: oh, so now you are doing this to have "tought him a lesson"
Chaz720: I see
Quad004: Yes
Quad004: And it's not just a lesson in who to tp and who not to.
Chaz720: ...
Quad004: He uses his finger a little too much, and he did it to the wrong person yet again
Chaz720: I love how this has become such a macho thing to you
Quad004: Insult me all you wnt. If you want to be next, I can arrange it.
Chaz720: oh great, now he pulls out threats
Chaz720: pointing out the fact that you may be doing something funny, but trying to act like you are some big important "not to be fucked with" guy is so 8th grade...
Chaz720: is not insulting you
Quad004: I advise you to shut up now.
Chaz720: now what?
Chaz720: don't patronize me
Quad004: OK, now I'm telling you to shut up.
Chaz720: Jason, seriously, what is up with you sometimes
Quad004: Now you'll have to.
Quad004 signed off at 23:04:35.

why... ...do... ...I... ...even.... ...care... ...anymore... ...?

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