This day has been nuts, my head is still spinning. So after an awesome concert, I wake up this morning and I have a message that I need to call Adecco (the temp agency) in the morning and not to go into work. Apparently they called on Friday while I was at work and left the message. So I call them and they tell me that they were told I was not carrying my weight at work and that they were firing me. I was taken aback. I have never been fired before in my life. When I do a job, I work as hard as I can and put everything I have in it. Not to mention I was the fastest, most efficient, hardest working person there. Now I probably sound like an egotistical guy from that, but it didn't take that much. I work with a bunch of lazy, fat women who are not exactly the brightest crayons in the box. They were even asking me for advice on how to do their job better. So when I am doing the best job, and I'm not pulling my weight, how the hell are they? What does it take to pull my weight. I don't even weigh that much. And my coworkers weigh twice as much as I do. Just doesn't make sense. So I go in to Adecco to find out exactly what happened and such and if they have a file stating when I screwed up or something and such. And she can't tell me squat. Apparently, she had no control over it. With a temp agency, they do whatever their client wants, and when a client, aka the hospital I was working at, wants me gone, I'm gone. So somehow I pissed someone at the hospital off. And to think the person in charge of the file room was gonna make me a supervisor. I just don't get it.
But then she tells me she has an opening at the Shine of our Lady Snows. Working in the Marketing Production Line. I am not sure what exactly it is that I will be doing yet, but I will be working better hours and same pay. Working 8 to 4:30, Monday thru Friday. I start tomorrow. That's right, I was fired and hired within 6 hours. Crrrrrrazy.
Thanks to everyone who helped me get through this insanly confusing and stressful time. Especially to Kiki who even called for a follow up and made me laugh when I needed it most. Thanks soo much.
So the concert last night-friggin' amazing. One of the best concerts I have ever been to. Toby was the man, still is the man. Totally rockin' and so was Tait. Great band. Got me excited about them again. Michael Tait has an amazing voice and incredible range. Great songs.
So does anyone read the other blog I started with the stories, or did I create it for no reason? If no one really cares to read it, that's fine, but I don't plan to update more until there are some comments to show someone has read that one.
Just for fun, Quote of the Day:
"If you can't say anything nice about someone, you must be talking about Hilary Clinton"
~Jeff Foxworthy
Probably most appropriate that I end with a Tait song that just rang so true today.
Wide awake, chasing sleep
Life’s so bittersweet
Like a dream, remembering
When I could talk to you
We were safe in a world of harm
Before I knew it our love was gone
I miss you so much
I’m looking for you
Cause you’re all that’s true to me
You make me smile
I had to fall, and lose it all
But that’s all right with me
You pushed aside my selfish pride
You opened up my eyes
When I was lost you came to me
You crossed the oceans to set me free
I need you so much
You, you’re all I ever needed
I know, I know
Only you, you’re all I ever wanted
I know, I know
You, you’re more than a dream
Yeah you’re everything
My own symphony
You’re my destiny
I’m Looking for you
I sing this for you
Cause nothing’s as true
You make me smile
So I smile, yeah I smile
Every time I think of you
I smile, I do
Oh every time I think of you
Monday, January 31, 2005
Friday, January 28, 2005
Mood Rings on a Friday
So since starting the second blog of stories, I have gotten really excited about my novel that I have started. I have a good idea of the plotline in my head, but I still have the freedom to see where it takes me. It rather excites me. I wish I had the time to simply sit down and make much more progress on it and possibly get it published. We'll see what I can get done.
So there is this Lysol commercial, where a mother has a child and his friend over to play. The friend sneezes and the mother looks over, picks up the can of Lysol and proceeds to spray down the kid's toys, with a footer saying over 30 seconds. Dear Lord, are you kidding me? If I ever become like that as a parent, shoot me. I understand some concern for your kids and making sure they don't catch anything, but when does it become too far and you stop letting your kid live? I realize it's just a commercial, but I know parents that do that and its just so annoying.
My job is getting better. I enjoy the time when eveyone else leaves and it's just me left at work. I get so much time to just think about life as file. Not to mention I get to put whatever CD I please in, and sing as loud as I want and no one will hear me, as long as I can still hear the phone. It would in fact be awesome if it weren't for being so late in the day and I had already worked six and half hours. Oh well.
So watching "Last Call with Carson Daly" and I can tell why it is on when no one is awake. He's got an interesting set and I like that he doesn't have the same band and instead showcases new bands, but I think he may need someone to build off of and such. Not to mention he has trouble in his interview with his guests and who exactly is the writer for his side shows?? Wow, has potential, but needs a lot of work.
So I am missing my Kiki talk tonight. She is at a retreat for the Christian Campus house she is a part of, and I hope is having a great time. I miss retreats with people you love. I went to every FCA retreat in high school. They were hosted by Mike Matheny, as he is from the area. He even hosted it before coming to the Cardinals. The first one I went to, he was a free agent having spent his most recent years with Milwaukee and he announced that his wife had just called and his agent was currently in talks with the Cardinals. Two weeks later, he signed. Those retreats were so much fun. The entire thing was a huge competition of so many random games. A total weekend of sports and God. Then add awesome music and if it only had theatre, it would be heaven.
Had many thoughts while I was working, but don't remember them all. I should make notes at work.
Here are some Relient K lyrics to leave you with. Women, please do not be offended by these lyrics. They are not about you, just the especially emotional females, and chances are that if you read my blog, you are not the type of female this talks about. However, if you do get offended about this, it probably is about you. Ironic.
We all know the girls that I am talking about
Well they are time bombs and they are ticking
And the only question’s when they’ll blow up
And they’ll blow up; we know that without a doubt
Cause they’re those girls, yeah you know those girls that let their emotions get the best of them
And I’ve contrived some sort of a plan to help my fellow man
Let’s get emotional girls to all wear mood rings
So we’ll be tipped off to when they’re ticked off
Cause we’ll know just what they’re thinking
Cause what they’re thinking...
She’s so pretty but she but doesn’t always act that way
Her mood’s out swinging on the swing set almost every day
She said to me that she’s so happy it’s depressing
And all I said was someone get that girl a mood ring
If it’s drama you want then look no further
They’re like the real world meets boy meets world meets days of our lives
And it just kills me how they get away with murder
They’ll anger you then bat their eyes; those pretty eyes that watch you sympathize
Cause when it’s black means watch your back because you’re probably
The last person in the world right now she wants to see
And when it’s blue it means that you should call her up immediately
And ask her out because she’ll most likely agree
And when it’s green it simply means that she is really stressed
And when it’s clear it means she’s completely emotionless (and that’s all right I must confess)
We all know the girls that I am talking about
She liked you wednesday but now it’s friday and she has to wash her hair
And it just figures that we’ll never figure them out
First she’s jekyll and then she’s hyde....at least she makes a lovely pair
Mood ring oh mood ring
Oh tell me will you bring
The key to unlock this mystery
Of girls and their emotions
Play it back in slow motion
So I may understand the complex infrastructure known as the female mind
Heh...that’s terrible
So there is this Lysol commercial, where a mother has a child and his friend over to play. The friend sneezes and the mother looks over, picks up the can of Lysol and proceeds to spray down the kid's toys, with a footer saying over 30 seconds. Dear Lord, are you kidding me? If I ever become like that as a parent, shoot me. I understand some concern for your kids and making sure they don't catch anything, but when does it become too far and you stop letting your kid live? I realize it's just a commercial, but I know parents that do that and its just so annoying.
My job is getting better. I enjoy the time when eveyone else leaves and it's just me left at work. I get so much time to just think about life as file. Not to mention I get to put whatever CD I please in, and sing as loud as I want and no one will hear me, as long as I can still hear the phone. It would in fact be awesome if it weren't for being so late in the day and I had already worked six and half hours. Oh well.
So watching "Last Call with Carson Daly" and I can tell why it is on when no one is awake. He's got an interesting set and I like that he doesn't have the same band and instead showcases new bands, but I think he may need someone to build off of and such. Not to mention he has trouble in his interview with his guests and who exactly is the writer for his side shows?? Wow, has potential, but needs a lot of work.
So I am missing my Kiki talk tonight. She is at a retreat for the Christian Campus house she is a part of, and I hope is having a great time. I miss retreats with people you love. I went to every FCA retreat in high school. They were hosted by Mike Matheny, as he is from the area. He even hosted it before coming to the Cardinals. The first one I went to, he was a free agent having spent his most recent years with Milwaukee and he announced that his wife had just called and his agent was currently in talks with the Cardinals. Two weeks later, he signed. Those retreats were so much fun. The entire thing was a huge competition of so many random games. A total weekend of sports and God. Then add awesome music and if it only had theatre, it would be heaven.
Had many thoughts while I was working, but don't remember them all. I should make notes at work.
Here are some Relient K lyrics to leave you with. Women, please do not be offended by these lyrics. They are not about you, just the especially emotional females, and chances are that if you read my blog, you are not the type of female this talks about. However, if you do get offended about this, it probably is about you. Ironic.
We all know the girls that I am talking about
Well they are time bombs and they are ticking
And the only question’s when they’ll blow up
And they’ll blow up; we know that without a doubt
Cause they’re those girls, yeah you know those girls that let their emotions get the best of them
And I’ve contrived some sort of a plan to help my fellow man
Let’s get emotional girls to all wear mood rings
So we’ll be tipped off to when they’re ticked off
Cause we’ll know just what they’re thinking
Cause what they’re thinking...
She’s so pretty but she but doesn’t always act that way
Her mood’s out swinging on the swing set almost every day
She said to me that she’s so happy it’s depressing
And all I said was someone get that girl a mood ring
If it’s drama you want then look no further
They’re like the real world meets boy meets world meets days of our lives
And it just kills me how they get away with murder
They’ll anger you then bat their eyes; those pretty eyes that watch you sympathize
Cause when it’s black means watch your back because you’re probably
The last person in the world right now she wants to see
And when it’s blue it means that you should call her up immediately
And ask her out because she’ll most likely agree
And when it’s green it simply means that she is really stressed
And when it’s clear it means she’s completely emotionless (and that’s all right I must confess)
We all know the girls that I am talking about
She liked you wednesday but now it’s friday and she has to wash her hair
And it just figures that we’ll never figure them out
First she’s jekyll and then she’s hyde....at least she makes a lovely pair
Mood ring oh mood ring
Oh tell me will you bring
The key to unlock this mystery
Of girls and their emotions
Play it back in slow motion
So I may understand the complex infrastructure known as the female mind
Heh...that’s terrible
Thursday, January 27, 2005
Jefferson Aero Plane on a Thursday
Word to your mother. Yeah, yeah, I'm back with another update. I was gonna update last night. It's Kiki's fault. Shake your fist at her. Or don't. She's a nice person and is having an awesome day today. At least wait till tomorrow to shake your fist. Be respectful. I realize I'm talking in mainly fragments, but I don't care. I'm not an English Major. Which is also a great song.
I'm in a really random mood right now. Not quite sure why.
I bowled the best game and series of my life, bowling a 158 the first game, a 206 (my career high) the second and a 196 the third, for a 560 series. I was mucho pumped. It was a good time. I've been bowling with a fun team, it's been great.
So apparently there has been some controversy or something with Dr. Midgley, our new president. See what happens if I leave that school for one minute? If anyone has any information so I can have a clue as to what's going on, please share.
So I'm starting another blog, but this one has a totally differnt theme. I am titling it, "Storytime with Bob". I will be posting short stories or my novel (one chapter at a time) there for your enjoyment. It should be interesting. I love creative writing and just writing fiction and poems and stuff like that. I like to think I have a talent, but I'm not really that good. Tell me what you think, and please be honest. I love constructive criticism as chances are its not perfect.
I've been very much into Relient K lately. I can find a song that is exactly how I feel every moment it seems. Trademark just seems so appropriate for my life as of late. Those who have not heard their music are missing out.
The talks with Kiki as of late have really put me in an amazing mood. She can put things into such perspective and really dive into who I am. I feel like things, spiritually, are improving as well. She is quite the encouragement to all facets of life really, and it's been a good time. I think something I will need when I get back to Rose is to find a church in Terre Haute to call my own. Anyone who is interested in this quest with me is welcome, but I think I need to just find God in Terre Haute as well. It is soo easy to find Him here, as He is shown in the lives of my family and friends, but He isn't quite as evident in the Haute. Faith is very much steered away from at school, as there are few there and we don't want to offend anyone. But I think I need to dive out and see exactly what it is I believe and why, away from family influence. I mean, I'm pretty sure I know what it is that I believe, but mainly the basics as I have never dove out of my comfort zone to just let God move me and see what He wants to show me. I can say this all I want, but unless I act, it means nothing, so we will see where things lead when I get back. Keep me in your prayers.
It's my, my trademark move
To turn my back on you
It's my, my trademark move
To realize I should improve
And sometime soon after that
You'll see me come crawlin back
So reading Nick's Blog made me want to watch "American Beauty". Such a great movie. Such great quotes. Kevin Spacey is absolutely amazing in it. It's amazing what can happen when a man decides he has nothing to lose and just lives.
So I was planning sleep, so I will end this with some Relient K of course.
if it hurts,
kiss it better
you wear skirts,
i write nice letters
never said nothing with flowers
though we always talked for hours
and it seems to get much colder
when you cry on your own shoulder
and we know the show
must go on
guess i know
i guess i'll throw on
some jefferson airplane
i'm trapped and i am enclosed
but i won't complain
i'll open all the windows
cause when it's colder
i feel much better
when i cry on my own shoulder
i'll just throw on a sweater and go
and i'll go to undergo a change of heart, a change of clothes
and when i'm home,
i think i'll go eat cereal and stare out the window
i'll make the calls
you cover your ears
niagra falls
still flows on new year's
i will save
your plunging neck-line
kiss your face
you try to deck mine
if i behave it's going to cost him
stop the rave in downtown boston
and we know the show
must go on
guess i know
i guess i'll throw on
some jefferson airplane
i'm trapped and i am enclosed
but i won't complain
i'll open all the windows
cause when it's colder
i feel much better
when i cry on my own shoulder
i'll just throw on a sweater and go
and i'll go to undergo a surgery to purge me of this lonely mood
and my ego, the status quo, provides me with a decent attitude
and i'll go to undergo a change of heart, a change of clothes
and when i'm home,
i'll think i'll go eat cereal and stare out the window
cause you confused me more than anyone
an adjustment has begun
to let me feel the desperate need to leave what we undid undone
and maybe you could sympathize
with the bags under my eyes
and we'll see the signs are saying that we have used up all our (tries)
try to be a better person
to be a better friend
to be a better son
he tries to be a better someone
that understands the difference
and that he can't show all the people
all the things that really mean as much as he could
feels like i don't remember
ever being this tired
before now my eyes were closed to all of the beauty in this world
jefferson airplane
i'm trapped and i am enclosed
but i won't complain
i'll open all the windows
jefferson airplane
i'm trapped and i am enclosed
but i won't complain
i'll open all the windows
cause when it's colder
i feel much better
when i cry on my own shoulder
i'll just throw on a sweater and go
and i'll go to undergo a surgery to purge me of this lonely mood
and my ego, the status quo, provides me with a decent attitude
and i'll go to undergo a change of heart, a change of clothes
and i'll go, oh yes, i'll go
and hope the new me shows so everybody knows
that i've found myself able to fly away
without magic feathers or jefferson aero planes
i've got with me all that i need
BTW, just out of curiosity, I was wondering who all reads the lyrics?
I'm in a really random mood right now. Not quite sure why.
I bowled the best game and series of my life, bowling a 158 the first game, a 206 (my career high) the second and a 196 the third, for a 560 series. I was mucho pumped. It was a good time. I've been bowling with a fun team, it's been great.
So apparently there has been some controversy or something with Dr. Midgley, our new president. See what happens if I leave that school for one minute? If anyone has any information so I can have a clue as to what's going on, please share.
So I'm starting another blog, but this one has a totally differnt theme. I am titling it, "Storytime with Bob". I will be posting short stories or my novel (one chapter at a time) there for your enjoyment. It should be interesting. I love creative writing and just writing fiction and poems and stuff like that. I like to think I have a talent, but I'm not really that good. Tell me what you think, and please be honest. I love constructive criticism as chances are its not perfect.
I've been very much into Relient K lately. I can find a song that is exactly how I feel every moment it seems. Trademark just seems so appropriate for my life as of late. Those who have not heard their music are missing out.
The talks with Kiki as of late have really put me in an amazing mood. She can put things into such perspective and really dive into who I am. I feel like things, spiritually, are improving as well. She is quite the encouragement to all facets of life really, and it's been a good time. I think something I will need when I get back to Rose is to find a church in Terre Haute to call my own. Anyone who is interested in this quest with me is welcome, but I think I need to just find God in Terre Haute as well. It is soo easy to find Him here, as He is shown in the lives of my family and friends, but He isn't quite as evident in the Haute. Faith is very much steered away from at school, as there are few there and we don't want to offend anyone. But I think I need to dive out and see exactly what it is I believe and why, away from family influence. I mean, I'm pretty sure I know what it is that I believe, but mainly the basics as I have never dove out of my comfort zone to just let God move me and see what He wants to show me. I can say this all I want, but unless I act, it means nothing, so we will see where things lead when I get back. Keep me in your prayers.
It's my, my trademark move
To turn my back on you
It's my, my trademark move
To realize I should improve
And sometime soon after that
You'll see me come crawlin back
So reading Nick's Blog made me want to watch "American Beauty". Such a great movie. Such great quotes. Kevin Spacey is absolutely amazing in it. It's amazing what can happen when a man decides he has nothing to lose and just lives.
So I was planning sleep, so I will end this with some Relient K of course.
if it hurts,
kiss it better
you wear skirts,
i write nice letters
never said nothing with flowers
though we always talked for hours
and it seems to get much colder
when you cry on your own shoulder
and we know the show
must go on
guess i know
i guess i'll throw on
some jefferson airplane
i'm trapped and i am enclosed
but i won't complain
i'll open all the windows
cause when it's colder
i feel much better
when i cry on my own shoulder
i'll just throw on a sweater and go
and i'll go to undergo a change of heart, a change of clothes
and when i'm home,
i think i'll go eat cereal and stare out the window
i'll make the calls
you cover your ears
niagra falls
still flows on new year's
i will save
your plunging neck-line
kiss your face
you try to deck mine
if i behave it's going to cost him
stop the rave in downtown boston
and we know the show
must go on
guess i know
i guess i'll throw on
some jefferson airplane
i'm trapped and i am enclosed
but i won't complain
i'll open all the windows
cause when it's colder
i feel much better
when i cry on my own shoulder
i'll just throw on a sweater and go
and i'll go to undergo a surgery to purge me of this lonely mood
and my ego, the status quo, provides me with a decent attitude
and i'll go to undergo a change of heart, a change of clothes
and when i'm home,
i'll think i'll go eat cereal and stare out the window
cause you confused me more than anyone
an adjustment has begun
to let me feel the desperate need to leave what we undid undone
and maybe you could sympathize
with the bags under my eyes
and we'll see the signs are saying that we have used up all our (tries)
try to be a better person
to be a better friend
to be a better son
he tries to be a better someone
that understands the difference
and that he can't show all the people
all the things that really mean as much as he could
feels like i don't remember
ever being this tired
before now my eyes were closed to all of the beauty in this world
jefferson airplane
i'm trapped and i am enclosed
but i won't complain
i'll open all the windows
jefferson airplane
i'm trapped and i am enclosed
but i won't complain
i'll open all the windows
cause when it's colder
i feel much better
when i cry on my own shoulder
i'll just throw on a sweater and go
and i'll go to undergo a surgery to purge me of this lonely mood
and my ego, the status quo, provides me with a decent attitude
and i'll go to undergo a change of heart, a change of clothes
and i'll go, oh yes, i'll go
and hope the new me shows so everybody knows
that i've found myself able to fly away
without magic feathers or jefferson aero planes
i've got with me all that i need
BTW, just out of curiosity, I was wondering who all reads the lyrics?
Monday, January 24, 2005
Worldwide Socialites Unite on a Monday
So I wanted to update last night, but that drive home wore me out, sorry. But the drive home was a good time to really be able to think. I wish I could blog in the car. I have so many things that I would like to publish that I think of in the car, but don't remember by the time I get to my computer. Blah.
Cause I struggle with forward motion
I struggle with forward motion
We all struggle with forward motion
Cause forward motion is harder than it sounds
Well everytime I gain some ground
I gotta turn myself around again
It's harder than it sounds
Well everytime I gain some ground
I gotta turn myself around again
~Relient K "Forward Motion"
So I decided that on the road of life, I am a drunk driver. I swerve off the path in front of me, kind of blurred vision as to what is ahead and don't exactly have the best reaction time. It makes total sense to me.
I think it might just be alright
To leave what matters out of sight
Old habits die hard holding on
Inevitable means it's never gone
Told myself what I need to hear
I think the point was very clear
I showed me what we'd missed since we
Slipped into inconsistency
It seems as if my ties with you get severed
I cant seem to hold a thing together
I just fall apart, cause that's my trademark
~Relient K "Trademark"
I really enjoyed my weekend in the Haute. I wish I was still there. I miss all those people so much. Absolutely love my Sunday Dinner group. This week I made homemade pizza and priazzo. Priazzo is awesome. It's like a double decker, deep dish pizza. It was my first time making it, and it turned out rather well. It's crazy. Each time I cook, it's like I try to outdo the last one I did. This one is gonna be hard to top. Pretty soon, I'll just start going easy, so don't get used to these meals, guys. :-P
Initiation was great. It was truly a great time to see my little brother initiate his own little brother. I actually have the start of a lineage. He's a real good guy too. We all had a great time at banquet, too. There was a live band, which I was a little unsure about at first, but it turned out to be quite awesome. It didn't hurt having a hot date either.
So when I get to the moment that I start to think of way I might be content not going back to Rose, I go back to visit and see how much I belong there. I belong with the people, I belong with the classes that actually make me think. I belong at Rose. And I don't think I ever fully realized it as much as I do now. I think this whole thing has caused me to appreciate my friends and how much I really had just that much more.
We worked out more details of the apartment next year. I am rather excited about it. We found that living at VQ next year, that even rather high figures will be about half the price of living on campus. With those numbers, I can't afford to not live off campus. And it's gonna be a fun apartment too. Living with Nick, Mike and Adam, how could it not be a blast? Ya'll will have to come visit plenty. I think may even host a cast party or two, but maybe we shouldn't get ahead of ourselves.
Been having a great time talking with a friend of old that I didn't know that well, but our friendship has grown much over the past couple of weeks. She is such an interesting person and just a joy to talk to. She makes my day often, so my hat is off to her. She knows who she is.
Well I think I'm gonna leave you with some All Star United. I love this band sarcasm to get a point across. Fits me well, I must say.
At the top of the social ladder I speak
Let me welcome you here officially
To the back drop of martini clatter
Break the ice with superficial chatter
I'm glad to be this year's MC
To greet the chic and the elite
Yeah, you finally get to mix and mingle
Pressing flesh until your fingers tingle
Worldwide socialites unite
OK, alright
The band is grander than I recall
The talk is cultured, if a little small
Keep parading your charading manners
Keep pretending that it really matters
Don't ask, don't tell
And please don't stare at the emperor
In his underwear
Special thanks to the snack committee
Heavens, don't those tarts look pretty
Worldwide socialites unite
Enjoy the conversation
But try to keep it light
Just avoid the friction
And if you feel conviction
Well then, baby, step outside
Let's keep the "lite" in social
Let's keep the social light
Let's keep the "lite" in socialite
Worldwide socialites unite
Avoid the dreaded question
The meaning of our lives
And as to God's existence
Well, that's your private business
And, quite frankly, impolite
Let's keep the "lite" in social
Let's keep this social light
Let's keep the "lite" in socialite
Cause I struggle with forward motion
I struggle with forward motion
We all struggle with forward motion
Cause forward motion is harder than it sounds
Well everytime I gain some ground
I gotta turn myself around again
It's harder than it sounds
Well everytime I gain some ground
I gotta turn myself around again
~Relient K "Forward Motion"
So I decided that on the road of life, I am a drunk driver. I swerve off the path in front of me, kind of blurred vision as to what is ahead and don't exactly have the best reaction time. It makes total sense to me.
I think it might just be alright
To leave what matters out of sight
Old habits die hard holding on
Inevitable means it's never gone
Told myself what I need to hear
I think the point was very clear
I showed me what we'd missed since we
Slipped into inconsistency
It seems as if my ties with you get severed
I cant seem to hold a thing together
I just fall apart, cause that's my trademark
~Relient K "Trademark"
I really enjoyed my weekend in the Haute. I wish I was still there. I miss all those people so much. Absolutely love my Sunday Dinner group. This week I made homemade pizza and priazzo. Priazzo is awesome. It's like a double decker, deep dish pizza. It was my first time making it, and it turned out rather well. It's crazy. Each time I cook, it's like I try to outdo the last one I did. This one is gonna be hard to top. Pretty soon, I'll just start going easy, so don't get used to these meals, guys. :-P
Initiation was great. It was truly a great time to see my little brother initiate his own little brother. I actually have the start of a lineage. He's a real good guy too. We all had a great time at banquet, too. There was a live band, which I was a little unsure about at first, but it turned out to be quite awesome. It didn't hurt having a hot date either.
So when I get to the moment that I start to think of way I might be content not going back to Rose, I go back to visit and see how much I belong there. I belong with the people, I belong with the classes that actually make me think. I belong at Rose. And I don't think I ever fully realized it as much as I do now. I think this whole thing has caused me to appreciate my friends and how much I really had just that much more.
We worked out more details of the apartment next year. I am rather excited about it. We found that living at VQ next year, that even rather high figures will be about half the price of living on campus. With those numbers, I can't afford to not live off campus. And it's gonna be a fun apartment too. Living with Nick, Mike and Adam, how could it not be a blast? Ya'll will have to come visit plenty. I think may even host a cast party or two, but maybe we shouldn't get ahead of ourselves.
Been having a great time talking with a friend of old that I didn't know that well, but our friendship has grown much over the past couple of weeks. She is such an interesting person and just a joy to talk to. She makes my day often, so my hat is off to her. She knows who she is.
Well I think I'm gonna leave you with some All Star United. I love this band sarcasm to get a point across. Fits me well, I must say.
At the top of the social ladder I speak
Let me welcome you here officially
To the back drop of martini clatter
Break the ice with superficial chatter
I'm glad to be this year's MC
To greet the chic and the elite
Yeah, you finally get to mix and mingle
Pressing flesh until your fingers tingle
Worldwide socialites unite
OK, alright
The band is grander than I recall
The talk is cultured, if a little small
Keep parading your charading manners
Keep pretending that it really matters
Don't ask, don't tell
And please don't stare at the emperor
In his underwear
Special thanks to the snack committee
Heavens, don't those tarts look pretty
Worldwide socialites unite
Enjoy the conversation
But try to keep it light
Just avoid the friction
And if you feel conviction
Well then, baby, step outside
Let's keep the "lite" in social
Let's keep the social light
Let's keep the "lite" in socialite
Worldwide socialites unite
Avoid the dreaded question
The meaning of our lives
And as to God's existence
Well, that's your private business
And, quite frankly, impolite
Let's keep the "lite" in social
Let's keep this social light
Let's keep the "lite" in socialite
Wednesday, January 19, 2005
All You Got on a Tuesday
So this one will be rather short as I need some sleep, but I thought I may give you something to chew on.
So tonight I watched "Big" with Michelle. It was quite the good time. Good company, good movie. So for those who have not seen the movie, this kid wishes upon a carnival magic thing that he could be big, and wakes up the next morning as Tom Hanks. Well later on in the movie, this lady falls in love with him, but learns he is only 13. Now basically, I was thinking, how crazy would it be to find someone you totally connect with and become nuts about to find that they are a 13 year old in a 30 year old's body. I can't even imagine. Chew on that awhile and give me your thoughts.
Got to talk with someone I've never been able to just sit and talk with before. We had the same group of friends, but I don't know, I just never had a full, real discussion with her. Turns out we have a lot in common and just had a blast talking. It was great and we made an agreement that we talk more often. If by more often we mean more than before, it shouldn't be too hard, but none the less, the discussion was fun and we wish we had gotten to know each other more in high school, as we did after all spend 3 years in the same school and barely said a word. I think we talked more last night than we had all the years we had known each other. Crrrrazy.
I will now leave you with some Tait lyrics.
I heard you say that no one seems to care ‘bout you
It’s in your eyes, you think that life’s unfair to you
Just give it all you got, my friend
Just give it all you got, it’s not the end
Cause you oughta know
There’s a reason for these changin’ seasons
God only knows how much your heart can bear
So don’t you let go
Everybody has their up and down times
Everybody needs to know how much they’re loved
My friend
So hold on, it’s not the end
As I remember everything you touch
Would turn to gold
You held the secrets
To make your grandest dreams unfold
You were the very best of us all
But the sun that rises still falls
It’s just a love song
Cause everybody needs a friend
I’ll be right here for you
Just a simple prayer
It’s from the bottom of my heart
That He’ll never let you go
So tonight I watched "Big" with Michelle. It was quite the good time. Good company, good movie. So for those who have not seen the movie, this kid wishes upon a carnival magic thing that he could be big, and wakes up the next morning as Tom Hanks. Well later on in the movie, this lady falls in love with him, but learns he is only 13. Now basically, I was thinking, how crazy would it be to find someone you totally connect with and become nuts about to find that they are a 13 year old in a 30 year old's body. I can't even imagine. Chew on that awhile and give me your thoughts.
Got to talk with someone I've never been able to just sit and talk with before. We had the same group of friends, but I don't know, I just never had a full, real discussion with her. Turns out we have a lot in common and just had a blast talking. It was great and we made an agreement that we talk more often. If by more often we mean more than before, it shouldn't be too hard, but none the less, the discussion was fun and we wish we had gotten to know each other more in high school, as we did after all spend 3 years in the same school and barely said a word. I think we talked more last night than we had all the years we had known each other. Crrrrazy.
I will now leave you with some Tait lyrics.
I heard you say that no one seems to care ‘bout you
It’s in your eyes, you think that life’s unfair to you
Just give it all you got, my friend
Just give it all you got, it’s not the end
Cause you oughta know
There’s a reason for these changin’ seasons
God only knows how much your heart can bear
So don’t you let go
Everybody has their up and down times
Everybody needs to know how much they’re loved
My friend
So hold on, it’s not the end
As I remember everything you touch
Would turn to gold
You held the secrets
To make your grandest dreams unfold
You were the very best of us all
But the sun that rises still falls
It’s just a love song
Cause everybody needs a friend
I’ll be right here for you
Just a simple prayer
It’s from the bottom of my heart
That He’ll never let you go
Sunday, January 16, 2005
I'm Gonna Show You Love on a Sunday
So I am trying something new and starting a blog on blogspot.com. I've gotten fed up with the inconsistancy of tBlog, so I am trying a new server. Check out both and tell me which one you like better. I'll keep both up for the next week, updating on both, but unless I get plenty of people saying they like the tBlog one better, I will probably be moving permanently to blogspot. For those reading from Blogspot, the tBlog address is http://bobprescott.tblog.com/, and for those reading from tBlog, the Blogspot address is http://bobprescott.blogspot.com/. As you can see, I am quite creative. I figure this way it's easier to remember. Whatever.
I am in a quite hateful mood, quite hateul towards Boston. Sorry Allison. You see it has been a Boston team to take the national title out of my teams hands in both baseball and football. Coincidence? Grrrr. Blah.
So this Strep Throat has turned into more of a cold. More Blah. I hate being sick. It sucks. I get to go to Rose this upcoming weekend though. That's exciting. I miss all my Rose peoples. I got to chat with a few of them. That was kind of interesting. Even if not for having an interesting conversation, it was interesting just the way we communicated. Through Nick. It is quite humorous to talk to 5 different people through one person.
So turns out a lot of people actually read my blog. I find it quite interesting actually. I have no clue who all actually reads, but at the wedding last night someone told me they read my blog, and even went as far as to quote it. I was quite amazed. However they had a different interpretation of my feelings, causing me to wonder what they have said to mentioned persons how they think I feel. Reading back over that sentence, that will probably make no sense to anyone but the person I am talking about in the first place. Maybe I should just stop being half way secretive. I dunno, kinda takes the fun away then.
So my friends, Betsy and Jeremy got married last night. It was a beautiful ceremony and quite different from the wedding I went to the weekend before. For one, the size. Betsy and Jeremy's was huge taking place in one of the largest churches in the area, seemingly inviting half of Millstadt. And Karin and John's was pretty small, only family and a few friends from church, in Bellecourt, where they also held the reception. But they were both good times. Michelle was in the wedding party and absolutely gorgeous. We had a good time dancing all night and trying to convince our friends to come on out and join us on the dance floor. Jadah was out there of course, as she loves to dance, and Sloth was out a lot, surprisingly enough, and I must say, not doing a bad job on the dance floor either. I was rather impressed, as he does not seem to be the type to dance much. I guess it just goes to show you that first impressions aren't a guarentee. But to get Sommer and especially Josh out on the dance floor was like pulling teeth. At a wedding, no one cares if you can dance or not, just go out there and have a good time. This is a celebration. In fact you can go out there and pull out some wacky, totally white moves and people love it. But people are still too embarassed.
Next rant, and its an oldie, but why do women go for assholes? Even these christian women who hang out in their bible study groups, full of young adults, co-ed, go for the assholes in the group. The ones that are nothing like the girls claim to be looking for in a guy. Are these guys just more attractive than me? Are they more forward than me? Can you not tell if I'm interested without being an asshole? I mean what is it that makes girls look at me, then look at an asshole and think, "Bob is a really great guy, but I think I will take my chances with the asshole."? Okay, enough ranting, it's probably a dead subject, and most of you are either rolling your eyes or saying, "Dude, I know, been there, it sucks." I found this article and many of you have seen it as Nick posted it on his blog after I showed it to him, but for those who haven't, you may appreciate this. Ode to Nice Guys
I really don't have much as it is hard to think with this bloody headache, so I will leave you with some Jars of Clay which have just felt so right.
Speak - say the words that no one else will ever say
Love - love like the world we know is over in a day
I'm gonna show you love in every language
I'm gonna speak with words that need no form
I'm gonna give you what you never had before
You're beautiful and I am weakened by the force of your eyes
So shine bright to separate the truth from the lies
I'm gonna show you love
I'm gonna show you love in every language
I'm gonna speak with words that need no form
I'm gonna give you what you never had before
So tie me to a tree and let the smoke and ash collect
No, I won't regret to let love do what love will let
We can drown in mixed emotions or walk across an angry sea
This is the cost of being free
I am in a quite hateful mood, quite hateul towards Boston. Sorry Allison. You see it has been a Boston team to take the national title out of my teams hands in both baseball and football. Coincidence? Grrrr. Blah.
So this Strep Throat has turned into more of a cold. More Blah. I hate being sick. It sucks. I get to go to Rose this upcoming weekend though. That's exciting. I miss all my Rose peoples. I got to chat with a few of them. That was kind of interesting. Even if not for having an interesting conversation, it was interesting just the way we communicated. Through Nick. It is quite humorous to talk to 5 different people through one person.
So turns out a lot of people actually read my blog. I find it quite interesting actually. I have no clue who all actually reads, but at the wedding last night someone told me they read my blog, and even went as far as to quote it. I was quite amazed. However they had a different interpretation of my feelings, causing me to wonder what they have said to mentioned persons how they think I feel. Reading back over that sentence, that will probably make no sense to anyone but the person I am talking about in the first place. Maybe I should just stop being half way secretive. I dunno, kinda takes the fun away then.
So my friends, Betsy and Jeremy got married last night. It was a beautiful ceremony and quite different from the wedding I went to the weekend before. For one, the size. Betsy and Jeremy's was huge taking place in one of the largest churches in the area, seemingly inviting half of Millstadt. And Karin and John's was pretty small, only family and a few friends from church, in Bellecourt, where they also held the reception. But they were both good times. Michelle was in the wedding party and absolutely gorgeous. We had a good time dancing all night and trying to convince our friends to come on out and join us on the dance floor. Jadah was out there of course, as she loves to dance, and Sloth was out a lot, surprisingly enough, and I must say, not doing a bad job on the dance floor either. I was rather impressed, as he does not seem to be the type to dance much. I guess it just goes to show you that first impressions aren't a guarentee. But to get Sommer and especially Josh out on the dance floor was like pulling teeth. At a wedding, no one cares if you can dance or not, just go out there and have a good time. This is a celebration. In fact you can go out there and pull out some wacky, totally white moves and people love it. But people are still too embarassed.
Next rant, and its an oldie, but why do women go for assholes? Even these christian women who hang out in their bible study groups, full of young adults, co-ed, go for the assholes in the group. The ones that are nothing like the girls claim to be looking for in a guy. Are these guys just more attractive than me? Are they more forward than me? Can you not tell if I'm interested without being an asshole? I mean what is it that makes girls look at me, then look at an asshole and think, "Bob is a really great guy, but I think I will take my chances with the asshole."? Okay, enough ranting, it's probably a dead subject, and most of you are either rolling your eyes or saying, "Dude, I know, been there, it sucks." I found this article and many of you have seen it as Nick posted it on his blog after I showed it to him, but for those who haven't, you may appreciate this. Ode to Nice Guys
I really don't have much as it is hard to think with this bloody headache, so I will leave you with some Jars of Clay which have just felt so right.
Speak - say the words that no one else will ever say
Love - love like the world we know is over in a day
I'm gonna show you love in every language
I'm gonna speak with words that need no form
I'm gonna give you what you never had before
You're beautiful and I am weakened by the force of your eyes
So shine bright to separate the truth from the lies
I'm gonna show you love
I'm gonna show you love in every language
I'm gonna speak with words that need no form
I'm gonna give you what you never had before
So tie me to a tree and let the smoke and ash collect
No, I won't regret to let love do what love will let
We can drown in mixed emotions or walk across an angry sea
This is the cost of being free
Archives
So here is a link to my other blog for the archives before this one. As you can see, this one is new. The other is not.
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