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Wednesday, April 12, 2006

Generally speaking, when one is drawing a similie to a Catholic School Girl, they're talking about sex.
It's true...

Just got back from New York City, metropolis of rape, murder, theft, drugs, and prostitutes; and that's just their baseball team. Hoo-ya!

As a field-trip for band, we went to see Phantom of the Opera, it was decent, the theme (music of the night) was quite good, though the only song I really liked.

The best part was when a truck hit our bus though, no lie. It wasn't bad or anything, he just kinda sidled up too close and scratched it, unfortunately it cost us 4 fucking hours while the driver had to call in the company and get everything settled, this time was taken from our free-time to explore Times Square, which irked me.

But let me stop talking about NYC, and talk about something, that until today, I regaurded as an unproven legend. This thing is known as, the Good Day Phenonmenon, or a day when one feels happy and/or contented when they lay themselves down to rest. Now, whenever someone told they had experianced something like this, I would listen patiantly as the described it, nodding with the same faked sincerity as I would to, say, someone who was convinced they had been abducted by alians, never disagreeing, but just not believing a word.
But recent events have forced me to look again at this subject. I seems the Phenomenon does exist, as I have experienced it. My day was excellent and I fell good (but tired) as I write this.

So I will part you with this bit of advice: You are not crazy when you start talking to inanimate objects, but rather when they start talking back.

-Hammer out-
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