Public Service Anouncement

So, some of you may or may not have heard a rumor about me, or some of my friends. For the sake of those of you who may not have heard, I will keep this vague.
No, I am not into nor am I a part of any drug related activities. I do not use, nor sell them. The famous night at Sherm's where a black SUV threw a duffel bag out of the window, and then I ran up to retrieve it? It was a prank. There was something weird in the bag, and it was meant to "trip out" whoever walked up to it and looked inside. After the Sherm's employee found it, I ran up so that he didn't steal our "entertainment".
So somehow, the local gossip circuit of Roseburg (LGCR) has spread that it was some kind of drug deal gone wrong. No. And Jeff Wetherell wasn't even in town then, so leave him out of it altogether.

So what was in the bag? Hehehe...let's just say altho it was nothing illegal, it's nothing PETA would agree with;)

On another note, I am now in Sacramento. Details? No, I'm too lazy.

Ant Honey

Let's see...
Yeah. So I saw The Ring 2 last night; read about it here. Chet needs to update his blog. And...today is making me think.
Today, I am going to a wedding; Shannon Goebel, girl I have known since the 8th grade, is getting married. It's so amazing to me how people my own age are getting married, graduating college, making all these big decisions and everything.
At the end of May, one of my best friends Anthony Stewart is getting married as well. What a mindblow! He was the first kid to befriend me back in the 9th grade, when I first transferred to UVC from DCCS (Shannon was there, but she didn't like me very much. Hehe). From there, Anthony and I were inseperable. The principal had to change our schedules so we couldn't have class together. We got kicked out of our mini-mart the second week. The guy really helped me get "out of my shell", literally forcing me to talk to (gulp) girls. One girl I liked? Melissa Shultze. She was a really pretty underclassman, and we had kind of flirted on the bus, and would talk regularly on the phone. A little while later, Anthony started telling me things. "She goes from guy to guy" he said. "She's way too young. Come on, an 8th grader?" he questioned. Eventually, I broke down. "Yeah, you're right. I'm over it".
Anthony then began dating Melissa Shultze.
And on May 29, 2005, I will be a groomsmen in the wedding of Anthony...and Melissa Shultze. Well, Anthony, if you're gonna snag a girl from me, I'm glad it worked out so well.
Oh yeah...and Melissa is pregnant. With twins. I can't believe it! Anthony Daniel Stewart, who used to tip trash cans, make prank phone calls, and get detention with daily, is getting married and having two baby girls.
Sometimes I think God just sits back, and trips out on how things intertwine, and unfold.

Best Friends Means You Get What You Deserve

So, it's pretty much official. At the end of the month, I will be piling my stuff into the back of Jeff's Explorer and moving again. I don't know a thing about Sacramento, but that will make it a bit more fun. The past couple days, I've had a really odd schedule at work, so I've had a lot of time to hang out in my room, listen to music, and think about things...
-I've been really blessed along the way of me pursuing my goals in music. This is the second time in a row where I've not only been provided with a place to stay, but with one of my best friends.
-I'll have access to record all of the music I've been writing, and will write. Basically, songs about two things: girls that I think are cute, and girls that I think are stupid. But there might also be a song about dinosaurs.
-OK, basically they are all going to be stupid songs. But I might also have a chance to play them in front of people.
-Jeff and I are hoping to get bunk beds.
-It's been far too long since discussions over fajitas and beer have been bad. They do have a Chile's nearby, right?
-I Can Make A Mess Like Nobody's Business is so....good...listen.
-Sometimes, good memories hurt more than the bad ones.
So yeah, those are some of the things I have been ruminating about lately.

17 more days in Roseburg...

Best Friends Mean I Pull The Trigger

Jeff called me yesterday. He calls me quite often, telling me to evaluate my options here in Roseburg . But yesterday was different. I have been offered a job, place to stay, and a position playing for him in his band. I will have access to recording music whenever I please, and have the mentoring of some people who I really look up to. In addition to sharing an apartment with Jeff and constantly writing music, I will have a chance to go on the road with him, and finally launch my side project New Life Soundtrack. The catch? I have to leave within a month.
We were close to losing the house, as I mentioned in previous posts. Pulling strings together, we are almost positive we would be able to keep it, with my good buddy Dave moving in as well. But now with me leaving, I'm afraid it might affect everyone again. I can pay them rent thru next month, so they have until May to find somebody else who can foot the rent. And if that weren't enough, I have to deal with leaving again. The existing friends I have had before I got back in town, and now coupled with the new people I have met and made such great friendships with. It's going to be tough down there, being in a major city again but this time with no car. Starting all over again with new people and a new job. The thing is, I can musically get more accomplished in a week down there, than I have in 5 months up here. And since musical opportunity is the whole reason I came up here in the first place, hopefully things work out.
Jerod and Joel have also been asked to come, and play back up for Jeff. If all works out and they decide to, I won't have to rely on my "plan b" side project and we can get a full rock band going. Oh gosh, the chills. The first time, when I left Oceanside for Roseburg I was more excited than anything, and anxious to leave. I was confident in my decision and knew I had the support of everyone. This time is a lot more sketchy and uncertain.
So for one person, we will soon be sharing an apartment. For some friends and family, I will be cutting our distance in half. For my current friends and family, I will be adding 8 hours. And to the Idaho potato girl, I will be doubling our distance.
Thoughts? Comments? Suggestions?

Juggernaut...Astronaut...Hot or Not...

Oh gosh, Hotornot.com. Possibly the greatest website of our time. Want to meet someone? Want to ruin/improve someone's self esteem? Want to kill time at work? Or, my personal favorite...want to put a friend's picture up that they would probably not approve of, with keyword links they would definetly not approve of? Hotornot.com is the place to go. Now, with great power comes great responsibility (name that quote). So, here are the guidlines for surfing hotornot.com. The "meet me" section is all at your discretion...the following rules apply to the classic 1-10 scale rating only.
Standard rating for a girl is 6.
Minus 1 point for...
Guy in picture
Webcam picture
Self taken picture with camera pointed at mirror
More than one picture (we don't need a friggin' collage to tell if you're hot...or not)
Alcohol in picture (trying too hard)
Cleavage (anything above moderate, trying too hard)
Bathing suit (um...again anything above moderate, trying too hard)
Bed in picture (if suggestive)
And, my (least) favorite...
More than one person in picture, with other people crossed out and "me" with an arrow done with MS Paint...minus 2 points.
Plus point for...
Smiling
Animals
Another girl (not in a gross way...)
Musical Instrument
And then of course, 1 point for how much hotter they are than a 6.
And that's it! Easy to lose points, hard to get 'em.

Coinci-dents In My Self Made Plans

Hey guys. Some pretty crazy things have been happening lately, that I may or may not go into further detail about in the future. All I do know, is that I am constantly reminded that I am not the one who is in control here. And sometimes reminders can be painful. And sometimes a kick in the butt is just what's needed when you begin to lose sight of what you are out to accomplish.
Brocktober 2004 - paid off car, over a grand in the bank, manager of full time job, free rent at home. Decide to lay it all on the line to come back to Roseburg
March 2004 - no car, 3 dollars in bank, sporadic hours at job, paying rent at home we may lose.
Kinda disrupts my whole comfort zone, huh? This was not a post of self pity, or to try and get sympathy from whoever reads this. I am just sharing some thoughts. I've been taking alot of time lately to re-evaluate the situation and see where I am and why I'm there. Expect a lot of changes to be made soon. Blog should be getting pretty interesting in the (hopefully) near future. I will keep you all posted. And seriously, give me some comments here!