I'm 28 now.

For my birthday, I helped Katy do some work at school then finished my shit. I got home and there was a box with my name on it at my doorstep. It was from Bob and Emily. It was a thoughtful gift that I love very much. I am gonna put pix of it up soon. At night, my friend had me over for spaghetti (my request) and then we had a séance. I actually requested lasagna but he didnt know how to make that shit.

I took the bus up to Newcastle this morning. I was planning on taking the train, but this morning the lady at the ticket booth said that it was gonna cost $400 us dollars round trip. She said 200 pounds, but I am assuming most of my fans reside in the USA. I have no fans. :) Ceiling fans. GR-8 FANS!!! So I took a bus up here. It was enjoyable, x-cept for the girl behind me listenign to the same song over and over and chewing gum really loudly. My favorite part was the coke can that was empty and making TONZ of aluminium noises all over the bus floor as we made quick, tight corners. It was loud and nobody would pick it up and throw it away. We stopped at a KFC for lunch. It was like the trip to Las Vegas on that Oriental bus line that left from infront of a bank in downtown LA except this trip we didn't watch Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon in Mandarin. We also weren't forced to tip the driver. ''Come on!! Only a few bucks!!''
I am taking the bus back tonite, after the concert.

ALSO, my favorite blogger just posted. HE is the best : ENJOY THIS

Joy Nash shoots to wild popularity!!! Congrats on good work!!!

This morning I woke up and and I heard dripping. The noise wasn't coming from my trousers, but instead my sink was overflowing onto my hardwood floor. The sink has been clogged for some time, but that doesn't explain why it started to overflow. I didnt leave the sink on. In fact, i havent used the sink cause it's clogged. I was gonna go and tell PK that he needed to fix it, but my key to get into the office doesn't work, because nothing works in this country. One time he saw me trying to pry my way into the laundary room and he said "come back Monday and i'll give you a new key." I said, "why can't we go get a new one out of the office now?" He said, "Im not sure". Oh, so even if i got into the office with my broken key, it wouldn't do any good cause everybody's on break, including the man paid full time to fix things and make sure nobody climbs onto the roof. I ended up just goign to the grocery store to get some Mr. Muscle to unclog it. Since the entire sink was filled with water, I figured I should empty the sink of water so that the Mr. Musscle had a better Muscle to water ratio. I dont have a bucket so I used my skillet to scoop out water and then toss out the window. I was gonnna take it down the hall to the bathroom but that is too much walking and maneuvering and door opening. So I just flung it out the window. As soon as it got airborne and I turned around to get scoop #2 I heard somebody downsstars scream-moan.

Today I got my second birthday card from my grandma in Matteson. She sent one three weeks ago, and then now. The first card had $10 in it. The one I got today had $20 in it. The above picture is a scan of the cover that housed teh $20. I cannot find the other card.


Also, this is amusing. Mostly the teepee and the expensive candy : CLICKAGE

Last nite there was this amazing show on called ''The Team''. It was about the Homeless World Cup.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Homeless_World_Cup

I was watching him eat a baked ziti.

C.H.I.T.M.

Friday was the last day of term. We had our critique on floor eleven of Southampton Row building in a long room with a stage. We had to present our group projects to our class (ww and jd). There were about 140 people in the room.

It started at 10 am and rambled until 'bout 2:30. It was one piece of shit after the next that got high praise and compliments from the tudors. It was horrifying. The "highlight" was this group that did this mess of glow sticks and big puffy arms and fishnets and some dumb video. For four.five hours, the tudors didn't have one negative thing to say about anything. Our group's presentation was a nightmare. This one girl in my group read something she typed up and mispronounced every other word. English is her first language. I don't understand.

Saturday I helped Miki move her stuff to another room in her building. She "got new roommates" , meaning she didnt want her old ones. It was fun!! We carried stuff up the stairs and I shook out her old rug. At night, we went to a male choir festival at the Royal Albert Hall. 28 choirs sang at once!! An organ, piano, a boy, a cello player, and a jazz band also performed for the crowd of 8,000. We had to leave at 10, as 3 hours of songs is too much. We had Chinese food and then stood at the bottom of an escalator to watch drunk people celebrating St. Patrick's Day by screaming and eating while staning up. We tried to guess people's ages. I was only off by 2 on drunk short black man. I guess I'm a natural.

Today I woke up at 12, went running, then to get groceries. EXCEPT by the time i got to groceries they were closed!!! Tesco's closes at 4pm. I went and got groceries somewhere else, stopped for a quick roulette, and bought four illegally pirated videos from some lady named Whan when cashing out my 37 pound winnings. She was standing there with a suitcase full of fellonies.

"Getting up and immediately leaving"

The past couple days I have been taking naps. Usually around 3:30. I set my alarm for around 4:30 because I have to get to school by 5:30 because that is the only time when we can sneak in to do work because we're not allowed to use tables on the first floor during the day. I have no idea what my tuition is for.

So, when I wake up i put on my shoes real fast and my ipod is usually ready to go and my keys are inmy pocket, along with my wallet.. I usually leave within one or two minutes of getting up. I think after I nap for an hour, i go into deep sleep. Because by the time I hit the corner to get the bus, my hazy, weird exhausted faze is just starting to hit me. It feels ridiculously AWESOME. Complete refreshed, exhausted-ness, confusion from going from total warm and comfortable to upright, walking down a gross street heading to my ridiculous school where nothing makes sense.

This morning I thought I would take it to a new level. I went to sleep wearing my shoes and sweater, and pants and everything you wear during the day. I put my bag with school shit in it next to the door with m y ipod charged, along with my water. Also, I unlocked the door, and turned off the heat before i went to sleep so I had NOTHING to do when i got up besides leave. I set my alarm and went to sleep. I woke up to horrible blaring from my alarm clock and immediately remembered to turn it off, head for the door, pick up my bag and go to my group meeting. It felt really good, nice, different than anything I've done before. Blood doesn't have enough time to get to all your parts by the time you're enroute to wherever you need to go. I think this idea began one day when I set my alarm too late on accident. Thank god for that day.

Blues Traveler's John Popper was arrested after being caught driving 111 MPH, and having pot, four rifles, nine handguns, a Taser and night vision goggles in his car.

This is my last week of school before break. It has been a disater. We are doing group projects.

Over break, I am going to run a 1/2 marathon and make shorts.

Hannah had lost her pizza dough.