Is this the real life-
Is this just fantasy-

Caught in a landslide-
No escape from reality-

Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see-
Im just a poor boy,i need no sympathy-
Because Im easy come,easy go,
A little high,little low,
Anyway the wind blows,doesnt really matter to me,
To me

Mama,just killed a man,
Put a gun against his head,

Pulled my trigger,now hes dead,
Mama,life had just begun,
But now Ive gone and thrown it all away-

Mama ooo,
Didnt mean to make you cry-

If Im not back again this time tomorrow-
Carry on,carry on,as if nothing really matters-

Too late,my time has come,
Sends shivers down my spine-
Bodys aching all the time,

Goodbye everybody-Ive got to go-
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth-
Mama ooo- (any way the wind blows)
I dont want to die,
I sometimes wish Id never been born at all-

I see a little silhouetto of a man,
Scaramouche,scaramouche will you do the fandango-

Thunderbolt and lightning-very very frightening me-
Galileo,galileo,
Galileo galileo
Galileo figaro-magnifico-

But Im just a poor boy and nobody loves me-
Hes just a poor boy from a poor family-

Spare him his life from this monstrosity-
Easy come easy go-,will you let me go-

Bismillah! no-,we will not let you go-let him go-
Bismillah! we will not let you go-let him go
Bismillah! we will not let you go-let me go
Will not let you go-let me go
Will not let you go let me go
No,no,no,no,no,no,no-

Mama mia,mama mia,mama mia let me go-
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me,for me,for me-

So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye-

So you think you can love me and leave me to die-
Oh baby-cant do this to me baby-
Just gotta get out-just gotta get right outta here-

Nothing really matters,
Anyone can see,
Nothing really matters-,nothing really matters to me,

So saddam is dead.

There will be one last saddam epic before the weekend is over, and a listing of past saddam epics.

it’s snowing.

that’s one thing I haven’t missed out in california: scraping frost off the windsheild.

SAGITTARIUS (Nov. 22-Dec. 21). As a fire sign, you’d rather take a chance and blaze a new path than follow that same old narrow road. And when people say, “What about plan B?” you can laugh.

wait, are you saying I couldn’t laugh before? Woops.

I curse the day that you were created.

I’m still alive.

I know it disappoints some of you, but there it is.

christmas mead is a-brewin’, video games are being played.

good times.

to all.

merry christmas, you rat bastards.

And all through Sean’s ‘rents house
no clothing was present, none for a mouse

For you see those jerks at NWA
lost his luggage, it’s all MIA

Some guy may have it in Indianapolis
because it rhymes so well with Minneapolis

When it all comes down to it this Season
the airlines are bankrupt for a reason

When Christmas cheer is past
people are happy to the last

we can all hope that one day
Northwest will pay and pay and pay

Those jerks.

The end.

Well, I’m off to the airport to go to minnesota. Should be good times.

GOOD TIMES!

Let’s club it!

My last day of work babysittin’ chillens until the new year. It feels pretty good being more or less done.

One last day of working online(tomorrow) and then I’m good to go.

another university will be doing their spring and summer schedules, and will contact me if any of the classes offered suits me.

w00t!

Now I know this isn’t a guarantee of a job, but from the amount of resumes I sent out, any return contact for them is a good thing, imo. It’s nice to know that they received it with no problem.

it was a productive day, more or less.

I mailed out some cds that I had to burn from last class session, I dropped of the deferment form at school, I did a load of laundry, and I worked a few hours.

Hey, don’t blame me if this post is boring. You want good writing? Read hemingway or something.