THANKS, HOLIDAYS!

Due to whatever holiday is nearby (I don't pay attention to holidays), I had off Friday and also have off Monday, which is why I'm still here at Dad's. But not for long. I go home tomorrow. But I'm bringing stuff home with me to entertain myself again.

My cold is improving. I can tell that this is probably the last day of noticable symptoms. The rhinorrhea is pretty much gone, as is the coughing. When I do cough, though, my kidneys and stomach hurt, causing me to involuntarily hunch over in pain every time I cough. Not sure if that's a normal symptom of a cold, but it's never happened before for my non-cold coughing fits. If I die, though, you all should know by now who I leave all my stuff to.

Actually, I've written a few wills, but I haven't shown them to anyone yet. Except for when my mom found one and gave it to my psychologist. And that's not even a joke. She seriously did that. Seriously. Then the dude went on to ask me why I wrote it. He was all, "So is this in case you randomly get hit by a car, etc., or are you planning on hurting yourself?" I went with the first one. Which was a lie. This was back when I was contemplating suicide. Not that long ago, actually. Maybe a year.

I acquired the MP3 of the TMBG song It Could Be Worse and have been listening to it ALL. FREAKING. WEEKEND. (Well, minus the time that I... you know... wasn't on the computer. And also when I listened to other stuff. (Which was mostly Pixies. (Speaking of, I still need that tribute album, dammit. TMBG covering Havalina = VERY YES.))) I... I don't know why. It's just... so catchy. Short but sweet. Still, though, repeat + all weekend = kinda excessive, yes?

My grandmother's daughter's ex-husband's son's father's sister's ex-husband's sister's son gave me some more guitar lessons. I caught on to the scale he taught me pretty quickly, if I do say so myself. I must be a quick learner or something, between guitar, keyboard, bass, and everything else non-musical. I can't wait until I learn accordion. Mwahaha.

My IRL friend from school has been IMing me, as well as a couple of my online friends. We even had a pretty epic three-way chat at one point. It was pretty hilarious. He definitely, DEFINITELY enjoys watching pens have sex.

...It's five in the morning. I'm going to bed. GOOD NIGHT.

(nobody's actually reading any of this)

Ed Note: I love how modern relationships make defining how someone is related to you a confusing pile of shit. Also, that would be Martin Luther King Day, moron.

I'S SICK.

I has a cold. Or sympathy allergies. One of the two. My nose won't stop running and it's annoying. Hard to sleep at night when your bed, after lying in it for a few minutes, is soaked with, y'know, nose stuff. It's fucking nasty.

In other news, the second semester of school is over, and on Tuesday everyone at my school gets new classes. Except I had my schedule changed so I'm basically still in the same classes. Except I now have social studies instead of science. I dunno where I'm gonna sit at lunch now, though, because my lunchtime posse members all have different lunches than me. Maybe I'll just hang out in the classroom like I used to.

I also massively improved my keyboard skills in a matter of like, an hour by playing along to some instructional CDs. I can now read sheet music, play all the notes, hell, even play a few chords. I'm also learning guitar, but it's not going nearly as fast as keyboard. Right now I'm practicing a scale.

I also finished another comic recently. It involves the Coffee Crew (Nick, Mandy, Psy, Baby, Goliath, and apparently Jessa now) being hired to infiltrate an army base and destroy their secret weapon, which turns out to be some sort of evil mutant butt monster named The Buttlord. It's so totally a wannabe anime. I'd scan it if I had a scanner.

GREETINGS FROM OVER HERE!

Boring week. Skipped school Tuesday. Monday and Wednesday, epicness ensued at lunch. I discussed butts, etc. with a girl at my table. Apparently I'm her wife. Thursday, I went to the homeless shelter for the first time in ages. This time, I went with this one other dude in my class. Friday, I went to the Farm Show all day. Walked around, ate food, watched some tractors square-dance, looked at a butter sculpture, etc. It was kinda boring, and really really hot. And my legs hurt like hell.

LOLGUITAR

Y'know, while I'm glad I'm here at Dad's, Internetting, I'm also anxious to go back home and practice my guitar. Dad's girlfriend's son's been playing it, because apparently he only has a bass and acoustic guitar, and he's been wanting to play electric guitar for a while now.

I found some guitar chords on teh Interwebs (which, by the way, I recently learned is going to be a real word soon), so I'm going to bring those home with me. I already got a song request, so I'd better not procrastinate. :3

CHRISTMAS '07

School:

Wednesday: field trip to the mall. Everybody else had money but me, so I was the only one who didn't buy anything. When I got home, I found out that Baby died. This ruined my week.

Thursday: we played Wii. I dominated at bowling and tennis, despite having never played Wii before.

Friday: I skipped school to avoid having to attend "Winter Fun Day". Mom found out and didn't let me go to Dad's for the weekend, explaining my lack of Internet access.

Christmas:

Still depressed over Baby, and was expecting the usual Christmas disappointment, but I guess I scored some cool stuff. Mostly just an electric guitar (a REAL one) and Guitar Hero 3. Everything else was a bunch of crap I'll never use.

Eulogy:

Rest in peace, Baby. We all love you and will miss you, until we die and can hang out with you again. Until then, have fun chillin' with my other deceased cats in Heaven. I was hoping you'd stick with me for a few more years and meet my wife, but alas, it didn't work out that way. I also have no idea why you suddenly decided to run out onto the road during incoming traffic, but if I ever find the asshole that killed you, I'll try to avenge you, k? So goodbye, Baby. We'll meet at the end of the tour. <3

SCHOOL WAS EPIC THIS WEEK.

My class and teachers have been trying to persuade me to go to the cafeteria since school started, and finally I agreed. So I've been going Wednesday, Thursday and Friday, and will probably continue to go daily. But I'm not gonna eat lunch. I'm just gonna chill and draw stuff.

I sit in the same place, with these four other kids. We're basically the nerd table. The one dude's in my fourth period class, and another dude I know from elementary school. We pretty much discussed my series when they observed the newest comic I'm working on. Plus, today, this chick (who's at our table but not part of the five of us) commented on a random picture I was drawing, and pointed out that it looked like the girl I was drawing should be saying "I HAVE BOOBS" or something like that.

Then evidentally there's also some kids I know from my adventures on the school bus whom I also run into at lunch. Like these two guys who are amused by my fetishes, and this hot chick who, after hooking me up with a ridiculous amount of Blow-Pops, shall be known as the Lollipop Maniac. Amazing how all I do is draw some crappy comics and suddenly I have a bunch of new friends. Fuckin' AWESOME, though.

Actually, the kid I know from elementary school actually found HMB: The Board once, through some searches. Though, I don't know why he ran a search for me when I haven't seen him for like, five years, but y'all know I approve of cyber-stalking. I'd be amused if he found my LJ. Very, very amused. Let's see if I can help him out by typing some key search terms.

The Nick Team
Nick Lightning
Nick Stoutzenberger
Nick Bate
Kentucky Don't Exist

Oh, and there's a pregnant chick in my class.

LAWL, CHRISTMAS.

A few days ago I wrote a Christmas list, filled mostly with unrealistic things. Here's a few of them.

-About 100 morning glory seeds, per serving!
-Porn! (YES, I ASKED MY FAMILY FOR PORN FOR CHRISTMAS. HELL, I EVEN WENT INTO DETAIL, EXPLAINING THAT I DO NOT WANT VAGINAL PORN.)
-A summer home in a completely different state, far far away from my family!
-Internet access!
-Love!

The only things I could think of that I want that are tangible, legal and affordable are:

-Video games, of the RPG variety!
-CDs!
-3, 4, 8, 10, and 12-sided dice!

So yeah. Once again, my Christmas will be fruitless. I might as well just sleep through it like I did with Thanksgiving. I don't even really celebrate Christmas anyway. I don't "spend time" with my family, I'm never really in possession of the "holiday spirit", and I only buy stuff for online friends and cats. Screw offline people who are humans!