ok, so tonight is christmas eve, at 11 o'clock and i'm sitting here on the computer writing a blog, how lame am i? It's times like these that make me realize that i'm a real loser. I sit on my computer a lot. I also realized, that when i was dating someone, i spent the same amount of time on the computer that i do now. as i sit and reflect on my last dating relationship, i realize that even though i was happy, it was a load of crap. theresa and i did absoloutly nothing. we didn't know eachother before i asked her to homecoming, and reflecting back, i'm suprised that it lasted as long as it did. now don't get me wrong, i enjoyed being with theresa and such, but looking back, i seem to get myself into situations such as that, that i realize are very dumb, much later. but, i suppose that's how the cookie crumbles and the flapjacks hit the floor. so, good night, merry christmas, kwazy kwanza and all of the above. i'm done bitching for this holiday.
gredge

sometimes i find myself lying on the ground/floor, and wondering what has been going on for the last ten minutes. maybe i have narcolepsy. or maybe i have fainting spells. or maybe i just tricked you into believing that i find myself lying on the floor with no recollection of the last ten minutes. well guess what. you're pretty darn gullible, watch out, that footprint on the ceiling means that the ceiling elves are on their way to get you.
gredge (and by the way, there is no footprint on the ceiling...sucks for you)

it's a sure thing that all things are going to go to hell, when everything is going good. i've always believed that when there's a sudden surge of wonderful, that the shitbowl in the sky is about to dump it's contents on your head. last night, amy hinshaw and david forni began dating. this boggles my mind and makes me wonder about fate. the ironic thing is, the night before last, amy hinshaw blew out her birthday candles and got them all on one try. and thus the superstition says that her wish would come true? does that mean that she wished she could be with david forni? confusing to be sure. now see, what i said before, about things going to hell, i believe that. because so much good stuff is happening in people's lives, that it's all going to crumble and the people that aren't affected (such as myself) are going to be the ones dealing with it. mind you, i enjoy helping people that need advice, or just someone to talk too. but if you're reading this post, and wondering where i'm going with it...here it is. watch out, the irony gods will kick you in the ass when you're least expecting it.
gredge

so, here it is. last saturday, i got on the community circulator. so the bus is running late, like it always is, and i, being the lazy piece of crap that i am, decide to wait for it anyway. mind you, i got out of karate at 1:20, and the thespian induction was at 2:00. That's fourty minutes. so the bus gets there at 1:30 which isn't bad, considering. Now, the dumb thing on my part was that i got on the bus in lakewood, on a saturday. Now if you've never ridden a bus in lakewood on a saturday, let me explain. first of all, traffic is awful, people are suddenly dumber on saturday, and finally, the bus goes places that it shouldn't, on saturday's. so we finally crawl to a strightaway at bunts. no traffic in sight. just as i feel we're about to get to my stop, the stupid bus turns north on bunts! now see, i'm no expert on the bus route, but i know that the bus never went that way on bunts before. so i'm like "excuse me, but doesn't the bus drive on detroit?" now of course, this smart ass remark got me a cold look from the driver in the rearview mirror, and this crotchety woman (as most bus drivers are...crotchety, not neccessarily women) said "tops" yeah, tops, that's it. and i'm like "what", the woman across the aisle from me is like "what?" so we figure we just have to wait it out. then, the bus pulls into, you guessed it...tops. the freakin circulator goes to tops on saturday. and that isn't ven what pisses me off, it's that there was no one there. just the little round sign on the side of the building. so we got the oppurtunity to stop at the traffic light at bunts again. and finally, i got to my stop. but it doesn't end there. i think out of spite, even though i pulled the little cord, and the little light that said "stop requested" turned on, the driver drove past clarence and stops at cohassett. jerk. so i walk back home, with just enough time to grab my pickle platter and drive over to the induction. so the moral of the story is....don't ride the bus on saturday, you'd be better off riding on a pair of elton john's sunglasses.
gredge

ok, so for the past twenty minutes, i've been trying to figure out this template thing. i, by no means, read or write html. and i, by no means, can figure out how to add links, or change the font, or any of this. and the stupid thing on this stupid site, does not help me in the least. in fact, it makes me feel more dumb because it expects me to understand what it's saying to me about put tags here and there, and it'll look like this. well, i assure you, it looked nothing like that after i got through with it. if anyone, and i mean anyone, can tell me how to customize this thing without html, or how to do html, i'd be much obliged. in fact, it would make me so very very happy. yes, so very very happy. gredge

today was the last day of school. How excting. I'm ready for this winter thing. Tomorrow is the chamber party, and then thursday is the theobald's party, and it's more party than i've been to all year. this probably sounds like a bunch of rambling, because it is. As i said before, i'm not full of angst yet, and so this is pretty boring. i formally apologize for my life.
gredge

Well kids, here i am starting a blog (what the hell is a blog?). I'm looking forward to you all reading my deep dark secrets every night before you go to bed. I must warn you that i'm not as full of angst as I used to be, so my posts might not be that interesting (I am on a downward spiral though, and you can look forward to good reading material before you shuffle off to bed. SO enjoy all that I post here and i ask you to please respect me in the morning.
gredge