Life changes:

1) Spring. Ahh yes. Spring. Nothing like nice weather to make you hate your real life and wish for an alternate life that involves playing outside, rolling around in the dirt, eating about 203450 ice cream cones, and taking naps under the willow tree.

2) The new Ashley Parker Angel single "Let U Go." What is it about this guy? He's sort of a goon and his fiance/wife/whatever is a total bitch and he was in a crappy band. But yet, so endearing and loveable. This song, with its drum machines and fast tempo, just makes me want to giggle. There's definitely something to appreciate about an unpretentious song that, instead of trying to blow your mind with intelligent lyrics (all properly spelled!) and crazy minor chord progressions that are so fucking indie duuuude, just wants you to tap your foot on the train. Plus, I bought it off of iTunes because I think he might be seriously poor nowadays. I mean, in his show on MTV, they had a garage sale to make some extra cash. How white trash.

3) Knowing a person like Teesdale. I love people who are secretly cartoon characters. (I think if I were a cartoon, I'd be one of the Bratz.) And you never know what's going on in that head of his (although it probably has something to do with the Wohler's Globe or electronics). KB and I were drunkenly talking about sex-talk-Teesdale-style and couldn't stop laughing at the idea of "Enabling Norton Antivirus" meaning "I'm putting on the condom."

4) JP took the MCAT on Saturday. He's all grown up. Took the middle aged fucker long enough. I'm kidding. So make sure you tell him congrats because, who's kidding who, he's the smartest kid in the world. (Sorry Tommy, it used to be you until that girl from Harvard plagarized some book word for word...I thought Harvard was all prestigious and stuff. Turns out Harvard's the equivalent of Illinois State University.)

5) Army of Darkness Bar Crawl 2006. If you're not attending this, you must be a mongoloid. I can't even tell you how much Saturday is going to change my life. Mostly because I probably won't make it out of there alive. I'm surprised anyone even informed me of the bar crawl, because let's all take a step back and realize something. When I drink, I get angry. That means I start fights whenever and wherever. And giving me drinks for 12 hours straight means I'll probably be forced to fight with everyone there. Just so you all know.

6) Children. Who has these weirdos? My friend just had a baby and he's a weirdo.





7) Tommy's balls.