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April 27, 2002

Candy told me nothing really matters anymore. And when I ask her what she means she says I ought to know. Candy said she's made arrangements for me in the sand. And Candy said she wants me with her down in Candyland. Candy says she wonders why we try. I couldn't think of what to say. I had no ready reply. But Candy says I'd like it where she is. She says it's an opportunity that I don't want to miss. Candy said she's made arrangements for me in the sand. And Candy said she wants me with her down in Candyland. Candy said she wants me with her down in Candyland. Candy asked me if she died if I could go on? Of course I said I couldn't and of course we knew that's wrong. "But Candy," I said "Candy no you can't do that to me. Because you love me way too much for you to ever leave." Candy said she's made arrangements for me in the sand. And Candy said she wants me with her down in Candyland.

I got four Morphine CDs now. My favorite is by far Cure For Pain though, so if you want some great modern jazz...

Yes the front page has turned into some kind of joke against humanity it would seem and I actually think it's kinda funny. By fighting back I perpetuate the problem but in wars you fight back, and this is a war on goatse. At the moement it's set up such that anyone who attempts to post links to goatse will not only be immediately forwarded to said site, and the link will be removed from the post, but it will be replaced with an announcement explaining that the owner of the post had just sent themselves to the aformentioned armpit of the internet. Yes I've turned to fighting fire with fire, and I feel like this is the best way to deal with it, I think we were all getting tired of links to disney.com anyway.

Apparently there was some controversy stirred up in my music class recently concerning the papers that were handed in. The assignment was to write an ethnographic paper about either one of the invited class presenters, a local musical group that you may know or wish to know in more detail, or some aspect of your family's musical background. The idea behind an ethnography is to include some history and background information about the subject you are writing about, and then to write a detailed account and description of that group to the end that the person reading it would get as close to the full on experience of seeing the subject as possible. This is great and dandy and all, and I did my paper on a presenter playing the highland bagpipes (which if you are so inclined you can grab a copy of here) but a decent amount of people leaned to heavily toward research (maybe a few dozen in the class of a few hundred) and my teacher got really angry at them and gave them all zeros. Kinda harsh if you ask me, and as long as she didn't think mine was too "researchy" then we cool.

So I've been sleeping like a damn jackass the past week. It all started with being sick and missing class to go into a NyQuil induced coma on Monday in hopes of beating out a cold. Since then I've been taking a pretty steady dose of benadryl to be able to breathe through my nose and feel normal, but the side affect is it plays hell with your little mental clock. Then I went and stayed up all night tuesday night doing ece homework so I didn't get to sleep until after classes wednesday afternoon. The rest of the week since then has been somewhat blurry. Somewhere between my awkward sleeping and classes I managed to see some of the most depressing Blackhawks performances in the history of the NHL. I've still been getting things done and I'm never really tired at times that I need to be awake, coupled with getting some time alone to watch moves that I should have watched a long time ago (like The Shining) and I don't really feel like this is all that bad for me. But I can still aknowledge that it's got to stop cause I don't get to hang out with friends as much as I like to and I've become that weird zombie guy on the weekend who never gets tired and everyone else just wants to pass out.

I've found myself wanting to drive places just to get out and drive and listen to my music if only for 15 or 20 minutes, alone or otherwise, it's just been really refreshing, I dunno, random observation.

I put an ad in the paper that starts monday to try and pick up a forth roommate for next year, people tell me that I shouldn't worry about it and I'll at least get some phone calls about it. I hope their right, and I'm gonna try and believe them until prooven otherwise. There's not an over-abundance of adds cluttering the classifieds for roommates wanted so I think our chances are pretty good. And hey, maybe I'll be watching the roommates wanted section of the paper and I'll run accross someone looking for us. Now wouldn't that be something else?

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