OK guys, let's pretend I'm not really fucked up for a moment and taking it all out on Rosie. I'm having some problems at home, and there's a little internal conflict...some ghosts from the past are taking this situation and amplifying it...it's hard to tell the whole story and I really don't want to think about it.

An interesting side note: Leigh Anne called me tonite....at least, I think so, because I was on the phone and didn't answer. But the hangup was concurrent with Leigh Anne's...so let's pretend it was her. What makes that more interesting is that she is in Australia, and that kind of call, just for reaching the answering machine like that, is probably going to run her (or Lucas, or whoever's floating the bill) about 30 bucks. I hope you all had tissues to stop the resultant flood of tears of joy.

Now, two things...first of all, I was watching the movie Crimson Tide today. For those of you who haven't see it, it has Denzel Washington and Gene Hackman in it. Basically, the whole movie is about them fighting over if they should launch a nuclear warhead based on an incomplete transmission from the government...they get a first transmission that tells them to fire, and then another, which is stopped because they get attacked...but Denzel Washington (Hunter) says that it might be a stop order and that they should not fire, but Hackman (Capt. Ramsey) says they should, because an officer is meant to act on orders already given. And they fight, one party takes over the ship, the other party takes over the ship, some people die from a missile attack that sends damage out of control, and the people trying to fix it die, there's a guy that dies of cardiac arrest from inhailing too much smoke in the galley...so there's really no redeeming deaths in this movie. To complicate matters, the movie ends with the order actually being for the launch to not be carried out, and everyone is happy cuz there wasn't a big nuclear holocaust.

The thing that is really ironic about all this is: it's a great movie, and no one dies from fiery nuclear death. Wouldn't it be so much better if a bunch of Russian suckers died from us accidentally lauching a nuke at them? Think of the drama! Sum of All Fears was good for that reason, because all those peeps died from the nuke going off...that is, in the movie...I haven't read the book, and I remember my dad making some reference to the fact that the nuke actually didn't go off in the book, but that might have been for something else. But nevertheless, the movie ends as such. The irony therein, is that the ending is actually good, and that the movie has you on the edge of your seat the entire time. This is the genre called Suspense...which further proves that humanity is really stupid. The movie just ends basically, and it's them stealing a boat back and forth. WOW. And still, a great movie.

The second thing is...NEW METALLICA IS OUT TODAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! There's just one BIG problem.....I fucking hate it. I'm sorry.....I LOVE METALLICA, let me say right now, they were my first, they were the first to defile my ears, and for that, I love them. But the fact remains...this album sucks. The vocals and drums are WAY too loud, first of all. The lyrics are horrible and cheaply inspired. Whatever happened to those good old days of Master of Puppets? How about Metallica/The Black Album? ...And Justice For All? WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED? Those good lyrics are gone, replaced by cheap, rehab ridden rhymes...barely rhymes most of the time. He takes topics like anger and makes them into...pop songs, almost, except for the fact he's using the word "fuck" a bit. The guitars are so detuned, you can't even hear them, most of the time. There's no solos at ALL. So fars anyway...I've only been able to listen up to track four. The titles are awful, as well...for Metallica, anyway. Frantic and St. Anger, the title track are ok names, and songs as well...but after that...Some Kind of Monster, Invisible Kid, Sweet Amber...not only are the titles bad for Metallica (My Friend of Misery, Harvester of Sorrow, For Whom The Bell Tolls? COME ON!), the songs are worse. FUCK. But the artwork is good, and there's a DVD that comes along with it, which is ok, altho it features all the sucky songs of St. Anger and Jaymz trying to be cool with them....even tho they suck. I love the OLD Metallica, I just can't respect this new........fucking.......POP........Metallica.

That's all guys....there needs to be a public apology to Rosie here too, even tho I sent her an email...I'm really sorry for dicking off at you here. Give me some time to sort all this shit in my head out and it won't happen again.

I have a book with all of Aristotle's works, with "Rhetoric" in there, books 1,2, and 3. then again, it's the library's, so if you were to buy it, it would cost an arma and a leg. And as to the Rosie/Josh situation, I'm sorry it's come to this, and I'm not going to nag you to tell me what's going on, but if either of you want to talk, you know my number.

Heheh, silly Asians. I will admit that Jesus was Chinese, however, and so you are the chosen people. The Italians do rule from the shadows, but the puppet master pulls the puppets, and in the end, who has the real power? As for a second rise of China, pardon me while I die of laughter.

I'm pretty sure that, like Italian power, this argument has spiraled out of control to "Becca proporions" in the shadows. If we just pretend it isn't happening then we have thorns in our sides. I don't really think the group cares much, since we've argued about one stupid thing or another since the beginning.

I don't know if I should just let this slip Rosie...I said it didn't matter after the other deal was over, and still you figured something was wrong, and again you abused your position in my scheme of things, and it's not like this is the first time. In fact, after we had resolved the other deal I said to myself that if we make things all better and any shit starts again, then I'm not even going to try to act like nothing's wrong. Something is wrong here. But it doesn't matter...you didn't have to let Becca tear you up just like you don't have to let this tear you up either. It was easy enough to let go of me the first time, wasn't it?

I'm probably going to regret this in the morning (look at the time of its posting, by the way, if you haven't), but I figure that everyone should know what I was thinking in reality versus the bullshit I put on here most of the time. I'm drunk with tired about now, I'm flying down a caffeine rollercoaster, and this is the only time it'll ever come out straight, as what I really want to say, sans the guilty conscience thereafter most of the time. It might just kill the both of us, this little rhyme of a post, but it's a risk I have to take. It's like setting some dynamite and forgetting that you actually lit the fuse: it's bound to go off, but you'll just never notice, and things will go horribly wrong. Whereas if you light the fuse and run, you have a better chance of coming out the better on the other end.

It just isn't like me to do this, is it...

No more Becca-like problems. Promise me. I'm not getting involved in this one, because I love both of yall way too much. And I don't think I could stand to have Josh mad at me. Then again, I don't exactly want to provoke Rosie's wrath, so just do me a favor and don't get in a fight, because everyone knows that it's my job to mediate, and I'm not in a mediating mood. My last mediation went to the dogs (Megan, Logan, Tisa, Katie, etc.) and I'm not up for it yet. And if you absolutely have to fight, at least wait until I get back. Or until school starts, that would be even better. Just wait and blow up the first day of school. That would really be the most convenient for the rest of us.

Hey.....Asian's are NEVER majorly wrong and if we are it's at the fault of others. Italians NEVER have out right power, it's always in the shadows while China was one of the major powers and is now rising to it's true position once again. :P
Anyway Josh I propose for the sake of this group that we get along. You don't have to like me but we don't have to dislike each other so openly. Also this is the only time I'll say this, I'M SORRY. I shouldn't have threatened you and I shoulded have treated you like I did. We need to STOP this before we turn this into Becca proportions.

The Mafia. Was there any question? Unless there's a Communist pinko intervention on Rosie's part, in which case it actually will be the event of the century.

At least the height equivalencies are about equal...at least, the words "small" and "short", anyway.

Then we're off to a great start already @.@

Don't feed me this shit and I won't piss you off.

yeah well linds......call him then
Josh...don't piss me off

I didn't expect a comment on that. It's just been bugging me. Why the hell do I need to call? I think I put it off just to see what that little thing inside my head does to me. heh heh. I truly am evil. Right. All my viciousness has left me. But I did have a strange dream about you last night...

I got Rhetoric off of half.com or something, for like, two bucks :) it was so awesome. The catch is, you're buying from people who just have this shit in their houses and want to get rid of it, perhaps making some o' dat fat kizash off of it. For me, I got a 1970's hardback edition, with key quotes already underlined. BONUS! And it costed two bucks. But that website has it really cheap, if you're willing to get it used.

Eep, I don't know about Driver's Ed. I never went. I did go to Driver's Edge, which was just a "rough road situations" class...but like hell if they'll get me into a Driver's Ed class :) I'm not sure if I understood the next question...to get your driver's license, with which you would operate a car alone (and yes, permit and license sometimes get confused, so I just had to put this little segment in), and if you're under 21, which you are :), but at or above 16...you need to have held a permit for six months and driven for something like 100 hours or so, and then you can get your license. Alls Driver's Ed does is put some slack on your insurance, which, for a teen driver, is a much less than savoury number. To do the tests to get your permit/license, you need to go to the licenseing station in Franklin, which is on Old Mill Road off of I-96, it's after a little park and is very hard to miss.

Now...if you haven't held a permit yet...then you can't get your license, obviously...unless you actually want to wait until you're 21, whereafter you can just do the road test and get your license, if my memory serves me. The permit test is strictly written and eye exam, whereas the license test is strictly road and eye. Once you've taken the written exam, you never have to take it again. WOOWOO! And then there's the road exam, which is strictly driving...just don't get the one-armed man, he's sorta anal and pissed off at life, I believe. Mostly because he's an underpaid state employee and he has one arm. I sympathize with that man, despite the fact that he marked me off for two...............LITTLE........................things. LITTLE in all caps.

I love driving, so of course I'll go into great detail about it whenever possible ;).

And as for the call Lindsey......ok :) Not much to be said to that one, eh?

Z, There's one more copy of Rhetoric at the Borders across the street from the church, but it's $20. I've got the one from the library, and I'll let you know when I return it. Oh, and Josh, I really need to talk to you. I don't know why, there's just been something saying "call Josh" for the past couple of days and I've been ignoring it, so don't be surprised if you hear from me. I hate those stupid sneaking suspicions or feeling that just make chills crawl up your spine cause your supposed to do something and you have no idea why. Now I'm rambling.

Happy June Fools' Day All. Where is everybody?, besides those already excused?

O well, it's been a nothing-doing day all day, and the week is shaping up to be the exact same throughout. But that's the fun of summer, isn't it? Still trying to get used to it. I constantly have a vague and constant sneaking feeling of having not done some project, or having to wake up early. I remember a dream last night where we were already back in school, but we were sitting in my grandmother's house, and everyone was talking about what I had done and why I couldn't remember anything. It has a lot to do with the fact that every morning and every few hours I come to the false realization that it's already over. I love summer/hate school way too much.

By the way, for those of you that have Rhetoric by Aristotle for AP next year yet...WHAT A BORING BOOK! It's horrible...even the table of contents is tedious...still working on reading it all, and yes, there's that much to every little caption for each section in this damned book. Slaughterhouse Five is pretty damned cool tho, lots of timetravel and such, and it's just a tripped out book; I'm pretty sure that it'll be a wonderful reprieve from that horrible English-abusing, big-words-overusing argument bible.

*yawn*