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Friday, March 29, 2002
While standing at my register at work, bored as usual, I began to think up some interesting names for bands. Tell me what you think, or add some more:
Cruisin' for a Bruisin'
Pre-Pubescent Tomahawk Chuckers
Parakeet Killa
Deadly Pamphlets
Mr. Ass and the Anal Agents
Orangutan Billy
The End of a Good Thing Called Last Tuesday
Speld Rong
He's Looking At Me
Control - Alt - Delete
Says Who?
Rhinoplasty A La My Boot
It Is I
Cash Back
For the Masses
Rectum - Anus - Pooper -Two Hole - Butt
The Humdingers
... Or Else You're Gonna Get It
The I Won't Give Ups
The Juan Carlos Luis Roberto Teodoro Escalda-Rodriguez Band
Shoe Liver
Yeah, What She Said
| Mr. McBastard | 2:25 PM | | |
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Monday, March 25, 2002
So yesterday was my birthday. It wasn't nearly as exciting as birthdays once seemed to me. In fact, not once did I go to Burger King to get my crown! How are people supposed to know it's you're birthday unless a) you're wearing a Burger King crown, or b) you tell them.
When I told people that it was my birthday, they asked me a whole bunch of dumb questions in addition to "How old are you?" There was "Aren't you a little short to be nineteen?", "Are you in college?", and the worst: "What are you going to do after you graduate?". How am I supposed to answers those kinds of questions? I don't even know what I'm doing now, let alone what I'll be doing after I get out of college! I can remember when I was younger and someone asked me how old I was, the hardest part was to remember to put up one more finger than last year when I said "This many."
Those were pretty good birthdays back when I could still count my age on just my hands. Now I'm even running out of toes! And instead of celebrating surviving another year of my life, now each birthday only serves to remind how ill prepared I am for the following year.
I don't have a specific direction; I don't know what I'm going to "be" when I "grow up". And by the way, when does that "growing up" thing happen? I'm still waiting. Most people don't go over the hill until they're about forty. Well, I think that I'm at the top of my hill and it looks like a hell of a long way down. I'm just hoping that if I look off into the distance I'll see that this is only a foothill and there is still a mountain full of adventure and excitement, waiting for me to climb it.
| Mr. McBastard | 2:13 PM | | |
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Wednesday, March 20, 2002
Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that my car is finally fixed. Hooray!
| Mr. McBastard | 4:12 PM | | |
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Monday, March 18, 2002
So, I'm back from Spring Break and all ready I'm into the swing of being lazy and not wanting to do anything. I think this is apathy towards school, though, is due in part to my mid-term grades. There's nothing I can do at this point to keep my scholarships, so I think my goal now is to at least pass all of my classes.
| Mr. McBastard | 2:35 PM | | |
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Friday, March 01, 2002
Z-Gar's Site: I added the random links in the "If you hate Z-Gar's Site then you'll love Someone Else's Website". Yeah, and you should still check out the Supertones Concert page.
Z-Gar's Life: I have to go to work in about an hour. And I still haven't gotten my car fixed. *frownie face*
| Mr. McBastard | 3:59 PM | | |
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