Good News For People Who Love Bad News

Hi all. Not exactly bouncing off the walls here, its been a tiring and stress filled week. Bleh. NYU deadline looms closer, module one is a whole lot of work, and I'm beginning to remember what no sleep feels like. To top it all off its going to be a full weekend of nerd patrol. Joy. Its fun, but I am so spent I'm not sure how the pile of crap I have is going to be filled out, figured out, and neatly put back into my folder. Ok, enough bad mood for now.
Nothing incredibly new to report really....The play is underway, everything is peachy in band, blah blah blah. Matty K and I can be seen in the up coming cabaret night/coffee house/whatever on October 7th. We'll be doing a placebo cover, should be entertaining to see us and a few other semi-band acts. The former little brother gone guitar player Zach Muller has some sort of act going on, so that should be interesting for those who remember spending many a night at Pete's house. Unfortunately most of you are in college, so that notion is lost.
In response to the most recent extra sauce....I apologize, in advance, but I only realized Justine had linked us because I was admiring the very different layout of her blog and happened to look at the links. Unless you tell me, its not likely that I will realize you linked us. So if you want it that bad, just let me know. And don't whine Nick, or I won't love you as much. Nah, I lied.
Ok, Tivo should be a requirement in every house. I recently attained this marvelous thing in my den and boy does it make life wonderful. That's what I got to say about that. Family Guy!!
That's it for now. A night of Morgan tomorrow followed by two days straight of nerd patrol should leave me with no energy this weekend, but at least I'll enjoy it. Yes sir, enjoy it I will. Oh, and the marching band trip to Florida is official: five days in Orlando with all kinds of cool shit happening. Oh yeah.

Right...

Ok, its settled. A post at least every Thursday, and other posting on the side. Am I lazy? Yes. Do I dilly dally? Yes. Which one of you doesn't? I'll post more often, I promise. Oh, and anonymous, no one is forcing you to read this, so I don't consider myself busting yours or anyone else's balls. If anyone feels their balls are being busted, don't read this blog. Personally, the fact that you insult me anonymously leads me to believe you have no balls anyway. Whatever. I have stuff to do. Long post tomorrow.

P.S. Justine should have told me sooner that we are linked on her blog, because as a sign of appreciation I always return the favor. Check it out.

Weekly?

Hey people, Fi here with a few ideas for the blog. Since my schedule has all of sudden gone from "wow I have more free time than I can shake a stick at" to "wow I have less free time than I thought physically possible", I propose to make this a true wing night: update one juicy spice filled inexpensive post every Thursday. Whaddya think? That I can commit to, and maybe Matt will come down from the clouds long enough to post. Analyze that rhetoric, Mr. Schneider. Anyways, add some extra sauce to respond to this suggestion. I take the readers seriously. Anyway, here's my life lately: Drama-marching-band-drama-marchingband-workworkwork-marchingband-drama-sleepmaybe-drama-drama-marchingband-killmenow-module?-drama-COLLEGE-marchingband-worryaboutcollege-cry-drama-eat. Wing Night every Thursday? Let me know.

Lazyfi Strikes Back

Another week of no posting? For shame. Yes this blog is quickly turning into a quarterly. Hopefully I can pull it together soon and start blogging more often. But the school is so time consuming..... I'll try to post more. Sorry readers.

Dance Like Those iPod commercials

No one reads our blog anymore due to lackluster posting and lack of interesting things to say. Sigh. On a brighter note today I bought some iPod accessories, like a nice carrying case and a car kit to play iPod in my car. Woo-hoo! Now I'm the coolest kid on the block, not to mention how the iPod backlighting matches the color scheme of my car's dashboard lights. I am such a dork it hurts. Kind of upset about the game being cancelled but today turned out to be an excellent day. Got my new stuff, hung out with Morgan, ate some really good enchilada pie at Gourmet Gardens in Nanuet, and generally had a nice evening. Oh, and last night Moving Out and hanging out with Adam, Morgan, Nici and Jenny was a blast. Glad to see Mark too. Come back from Albany more often guys. Well, tomorrow we've got to play the game. Maybe my drum cadence will be featured in the stands. It's based on "Get Low" by Lil' John and the East Side Boys. Very catchy. Ricky went home and listened to the song to figure out some beats, and his mom walked in on the cursing. He claimed it was school work. Funny.

Man, We Suck At Posting

Seriously though, me and Matt could not be lazier if we tried. Well, I'd better not say that before we never post again. Shiza. Finally I am taking the initiative and using some free time to bring our loyal readers (or reader) up to speed! Drama auditions went very well, unfortunately can't say anything more due to the secret nature of how your audition went. All I can say is this secret code: The cat is out of the bag, the moon rises slowly, and the three wolves rejoice at the sight of the cheese. Moving on, Adam Kevin and Mark are home, which is great news. Glad to see those guys, schools not the same without seeing them in the halls. Sigh. Well, college applications suck! Wow! I'm just beginning to hate this process, and I'm sure its not going to get much better until I am accepted and all this nonsense stops. Well, I wish I could say more but I have some unfinished business to take care of.

Snapple Facts

Diner tonight was interesting. Seven people, shrimp fra diavlo, and a Stevie Wonder record playing in the background. Rarely do I see a teenager dance with my Dad to the smooth R&B stylings of a 1968 record. On another note, snapple facts are the ultimate paradox. They are all amazing, yet only half of them are real, so none of them can be trusted. Those people at snapple really capture your attention in the most uncommiting of ways. Oh well. Time to waste the last few possible minutes of study/homework time staring at my hand. Oh procrastination, thou art so lovely.

New Slang

Well, its really not like me to be enjoying school, but I must say I am glad to get out of the time warp that the end of the summer became and get back into the swing of things. I like all my teachers, the AP courses may be a bit of work but whatever. I have my guitar to soothe me. At least, I had it until about ten seconds ago when I busted the d string doing a heated rendition of pinball wizard. Man. Its like I always say, broken guitar strings are like broken hearts. Anyway, since I'm closet friends fan I decided to watch Joey today. Not a bad show, surprised to see Adrianna from the sopranos alive and kicking as Joey's sister. I kind of miss Ross, he has always been my friends favorite. Ok, seriously, I need to stop acting like I play for the other team. I'm really quite straight, don't get me wrong, but I am way too comfortable with my sexuality sometimes. Maybe that's not a bad thing. I guess I should at least take down my Justin Timberlake poster. Just kidding. Its staying up. No seriously, there is no such poster. Please don't listen to me.

The Only Living Boy in New York

Holy Crap! Joe's back! Yup, that's right, I didn't die or lose my fingers, I just got lazy. School is starting up again, so I had to let loose with procrastinating and putting off blogging for a week or so. Sorry! I was also rather miserable, and most of you know why, but things are better now. I think they are anyway, despite how all my college bound friends are no longer bound but present at their universities of choice. Joy. Kind of like the cookies I am thoroughly enjoying at this moment, brought to me by none-other than the queen of cool, Nici Pags! Obviously her newfound obsession with baking has not gone on in vain, because these cookies are good. Very good. Other good things: the Garden State soundtrack, old records from the late 60's and early 70's, and guitaring it up while no one is home. You can play so loud and no one is around to tell you not to do it. Same with records, except that my dad plays them louder than I do. I'm such a dork. Well enough being weird, time to go finish the bible.