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This is my first entry in a year and a half! Holy crap!

This is just something I want to say ...

I need to get out of the house. I hate being here. I hate HAVING to live here. I hate it times infinity. I wish I could live with Kyle. I mean ... he says I can. I wish I could live with my friends for life. I hate this place. I need to get out.

I love my friends to the fullest. They keep me sane.

I need to take more pictures. I'm starting to get lazy.

School is coming up .... good yet bad. I'm going to have to get use to waking up early!!! i hate that!. meh .... I can't wait to go back cause then I get to see all my friends and hang out with them cause Lord knows i don't hang out with barely anyone here! haha. I'm going to miss my lazy days at home.

so in keeping up with th trend of getting a car .... i got one! just like my twin roni i got a o2' dodge neon. it's silver and cute. no power anything though .... which sucks but i don't care. woot for a car! ^^

forgot to mention this, but when i went home for thanksgiving break. my loving fish friend died. he was a great fish. but no i didn't kill him. my room got really cold and therefore fish do not do very well in the cold.

RIP Havoc
Mike and I heart!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

A C, an E-flat, and a G go into a bar. The bartender says: "Sorry, but we don't serve minors." So the E-flat leaves, and the C and the G have an open fifth between them.

After a few drinks, the fifth is diminished and the G is out flat. An F comes in and tries to augment the situation, but is not sharp enough.

A D comes into the bar and heads straight for the bathroom saying, "Excuse me. I'll just be a second." Then an A comes into the bar, but the bartender is not convinced that this relative of C is not a minor.

Then the bartender notices a B-flat hiding at the end of the bar and exclaims, "Get out now. You're the seventh minor I've found in this bar tonight."

The E-flat, not so easily deflated, comes back to the bar the next night in a 3-piece suit with nicely shined shoes. The bartender (who used to have a nice corporate job until his company downsized) says, "You're looking sharp tonight, come on in! This could be a major development." This proves to be the case, as the E-flat takes off the suit, and everything else, and stands there au natural.

Eventually, the C sobers up, and realizes in horror that he's under a rest.

The C is brought to trial, is found guilty of contributing to the diminution of a minor, and is sentenced to 10 years of DS without Coda at an upscale correctional facility.

On appeal, however, the C is found innocent of any wrongdoing, even accidental, and that all accusations to the contrary are bassless.

The bartender decides, however, that since he's only had tenor so patrons, with the soprano out in the bathroom, and everything has become alto much treble, he needs a rest, and closes the bar.