What'll you do when you get lonely and nobody's waiting by your side?

I went to Rock To Relief last night. Despite my primary instinct that it would suck worse than Pete Wentx on a good day, it did not. In fact, it was quite enjoyable. Or maybe that was just Leena and Way Out West. Amazing talent, them, and quite great guys. So this week is just the week of local shows, I suppose, as Yesterday's News has a show tomorrow. I look forward to it immensely.

Title Source: "Layla" by Eric Clapton. Brendon is a guitar god in the making, because he plays this perfectly.


“Yeah, as in the furry dog that will save me from drowning.”
“What’s that, girl? You say Siobhan is trapped in the well?”

“Come on, it’s not rocket surgery.”

“You must be calm like the ocean, Emily: enveloping your enemies and drowning them.”

“Antimo City!”

“If I had a laser, it would most definitely go BAZOW!”

“Did you say it’s okay to have an affair?”

“We’ll get Teddy to do our History essay. Teddy, define radical.”

“Extreme... crazy... fun...”

“There is a poem by Horus that goes ‘Now is the time for drinking; Cleopatra’s dead!’”

“With as super-great as possible strength.”

“Mulan is not a Disney princess; she’s a peasant.”
“Okay, well. How about Nala?”
“She’s not a princess either.”
“She married Simba!”
“You can’t be princess by association!”

“Susan, stop flashing people!”

There is a house in New Orleans they call the Rising Sun. It's been the ruin of many a poor boy

Yay for Friday. Whoever says the junior writing exam was hard lies so hard their conscience should explode. This week has been the outer circle of long for far too long. But Happy 23rd Birthday to my brother.

Title Source: "House of the Rising Sun" by the Animals. U2 and Green Day completely ripped off this song to make a half-assed statement/ ploy for popularity. The song's about a damn brothel.


“Who puts carrots in stuffing?”
“It’s boring.”
“...it’s stuffing!”
“I want excitement! No, actually I don’t. Food should not be exciting.”

“Is it weird that I have conceived a way to swing dance to a song by Incubus?”

“Because the ability to take a song in its entirety and set a visual score, if you will, to it is pretty impressive. It requires the ability to coordinate between two extremely disparate stimuli, as well as being extremely talented in both.”
“Wow. And I thought I just that too much time.”

“Learn this now: Jesuits control everything.”
“Including Wikipedia.”

“Justin, you make her lick things. That’s a very good skill to have.”

“I’m a nunwhore, she’s a potato, and you’re a freshman. There are no freshmen in the Sound of Music.”

“Your cancer has skirt."

I Can't Make It To Your Wedding, But I'm Sure I'll Be At Your Wake

We had the first stage crew session in a while today. Okay I guess. Got stuff done. Mr. Curry gave us envelopes with stuff in it for callbacks, but I don't really want to talk about that. I don't really have anything important to say anyway.

Title Source: "Bukowski" by Modest Mouse. Yeah, pretty much.


“Liquor chocolate? Is that what you said?”

“This chocolate tastes like peanut butter.”
“Are you sure it’s chocolate?”

“My penguin is chipped. That makes me sad.”
“Are you licking penguins again?”

“Real men wear glitter.”

“Because orange is the colour of God!”

“You know that phrase… there’s a door and a window and some other stuff… you know.”

“He wanted an ambulance-flavoured t-shirt.”

“So you’ve got the chair. That means you have to teach.”
“Aww, but I don’t know anything.”

“Don’t get your man and your powers mixed up.”

“God, what is wrong with all you people? Did you all turn eighty and not tell me?”

“You’re a sap.”
“Hey, I’m not sticky or secreted by trees. I resent that.”

“The vending machine ate my dollar!”
“The vending machine ate my quarter!”
“The vending machine ate my baby!”

My God, will we survive ourselves?

Title Source: "Light Grenades" by Incubus


“You’re beautiful. So shut the fuck up and accept it.”

“Conor Oberst is musically better while drunk than any of Jack’s Mannequin? Yes.”

“Well, they don’t have a ‘I’m rolling my eyes because you’re an idiot’ smiley.”

Julian: “I’m a sucker for guys in eyeliner, too.”

“Who is coming to our house?”
“Santa!” Three year olds are smart.

“In my similarly bleeding fuck you!”

“I thought Emo was a substitute sour cream.”

“If scenes were soda, Emo would be Diet Goth.”

“What are you talking about? I haven’t heard you say a sentence in, like, weeks!”

“Don’t make fun of my strange girly noises!”