Back to something completely different...

So I am back now, after the bacon, and soup, and other stuff.

hmm what to write what to write. Oh i know!!!

So I am in a fantastic mood after my trip home, turns out all I needed I guess was to run away for a few days. I have now walked back in to whitewater feeling refreshed and renewed.

But the problem still persists, just not as nagging now.

I am seriously like the luckiest guy in the world. I have a job that makes me happy, and I get paid decently for it. I have a cool but dirty house (that now has a broken window). Me and my roomates have a dog that rocks the hizouse.

But I feel like I am like one step away from being like the happiest guy in the world, but that step is like 4 billion feet high (which is really really high) and i can't quite get my leg over it. I am tall, but not 4 billion feet tall. Even if i was that tall there would still be some climbing involved. All I gotta say is i am really happy, but there is a wanting of something more that keeps me awake tonight, and most nights.

I have now officially decided I am really greedy.

Seriously now. I have nothing that should give me reason to be upset. I have a job, food, house, friends, what else do I need? Why do people have to be such wieners and why can't we just take what we are given and be satisfied?

I guess that makes the human race a bunch of losers.

Think about it, every human being has one thing that they really really want but aren't getting, or just don't have. This makes them not a winner, cause to be a winner, or at least to feel like one, you should have everything you really really want right? So in theory then that makes the human race a bunch of losers right? I guess that makes you proud to be a loser then huh? Think about that, try to play some music or something while you ponder that, i hear it helps.

So I have gone to the point of not capatalizing my I's in some situation, and capatalizing them in others. I would say i am improving. Thanks, i will sign autographs later.

On and ever upward.

So I am still at an emotional crossroads. Do I stay on this really happy path after I got off the not so happy one, or do I travel down the path that will more than likely make me less happy, but might make me incredibly happy... i dont' even know what i am talking about right now.

Just so you guys know this entry is taking way longer to type, than it is for you to read it. Seriously i type for a while then sit and think and then type some more. You are definetly getting your money's worth from this entry.

Anyways, Tommy sprayed butter on my ham and cheese sandwich, so i had butter on my hand and i was chasing him around the house to place it on his shirt, when he went by the window in the living room. I backed him into the window, he started to fall, i reached forward to rub the butter on his shirt when CRASH!!! the window broke. It broke hard too, there is a gigantic hole in the glass. I am quite impressed actually. We laughed like retarded school girls for like 5 minutes and then i left the house, not through the window, which is what i really wanted to do.

Celebration rehersal sucked a lot, i can't sing, i really can't, and now it is blatently obvious to everyone that was there tonight that i am a no talent ass-clown. Throw in the fact that rehersals are gonna be open now, and i am a super no talent ass-clown not just to other members of the band, but soon to be anyone silly enough to not believe me and come hear the horror that is my singing. Seriously i cracked so loud today in ocean avenue, i could hear individual blood vessels pop and a baby in Indonesia start crying because of me. Which of course then busted up my confidence because crying babies make me feel bad. Damn you baby.

So i desperatly need a life, a real one too. Can I borrow yours? Or maybe just your phone number, cause i lost mine.

Heck yeah for cheesy pick up lines. Or maybe the classic, did it hurt? When you fell from heaven?

Ok seriously this insanity has to stop, so I am gonna stop it now, before i make more innocent children around the world cry and wake up their extra sleepy parents.

Good night y'all!!

Dennis Richard Lynn I (Still)