Bryant

Notable trip moments: I rode on a bus for a combined 24 hours. Skiied for 3 days and hurt my knee. Met a dude from Holland named Yako with a nipple ring. Ate some damn good Chinese food at a restaurant right outside of our spacious condo. Stayed up with four people singing Aerosmith until 5 a.m. on the bus ride home.

I realize that the last paragraph was totally a bunch of stuff no one probably cared about, but I am sorely in need of blogging material.

Drew thinks I'm mad about Naimul's Christmas blogs, but truly, not many like the C&H. But I like Naimul.

We should have a blog competition, to the death. Those that fail to entertain or share anything of interest to others should be banished from the blogging world. Maybe it's a little harsh, maybe not.

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Naimul's blogs are just cartoons cut and pasted from various sources on the internet, that's not even really a blog. If Calvin and Hobbes weren't available elsewhere, it would be somewhat acceptable. But they are. So find something better to blog about.

As Karl noted, I'm going skiing so this is my last blog before the New Year...maybe.

Tonight I went over to Amy's and hung out w/ her eighth grade brother Steve. The three of us played Game Cube, all the while Steve put away 6 packages of Lime Tic Tacs in about 7 minutes, which I calculated to be approximately 220 Tic Tacs. That's a whole lotta Tic Taccin'.

Since Senior Project is such a popular blog topic I thought I'd let all you biznatches know that I'm halfway done with my reaction paper. Yes, I'm proud of myself.

On the topic of school (this feels like Bobby's blog)...in the process of receiving multiple degrees in English I guess my dad had to take some English classes. So he's got all these notes on Beowulf that pretty much cover everything I need for my break assignment. Good news for me, because I really don't want to work too hard.

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Hairy Christmas from the Bones.

I read all of Grendel today for Brit Lit. It took me a little under three hours and was gorily entertaining. Now onto Beowulf...

The sideburns remain, for now...no one told me to get rid of them.

Five years ago most of my family lived in Nebraska and Christmases were times of family gathering. Sadly, they've all moved away and the Bones are on their own for the most part. Jimbo from church is coming over tonight which should be good...if family can't be here, he's the next best thing.

My senior pictures are in. You can have one of my sexy snapshots if you want.

Bobby said he was running every day of break and hasn't shown up to practice once. Slacker.

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Guess what cool kids do with their afternoons. They sit in their room, listen to music and count a freakin' giant bag of change. It's alright though, it's not like I've got Brit Lit to do. (Dripping with sarcasm.) Anyways, I ended up with 26 quarters, 135 dimes, 120 nickels, 674 pennies, 3 Family Fun Center tokens and a button. I think I calculated it out to be $32.74 not including the massive value of the tokens and button.

Sideburns, stay or go? I might shave them off.

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What I'm Listening To: Less Than Jake - Gainesville Rock City. Umm...this song rocks. One of my fave LTJ tunes.

Jason Mraz was on TV last night and he is one heck of a good singer. His songwriting skills are subpar, but he's arguably one of the best singers in the music biz right now.

Hung out w/ Gade and Brawner today. It was interesting. That's all I've got.

Funny story. Maybe you'll enjoy it, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll be offended. The entire Bone family is sitting at the lunch table today and a member of my family used the word "dick" to explain something. We were all caught off guard and for some reason spent the next five minutes, all six members of the Bone household, naming different euphemisms for the word penis. Funniest one: Plum-headed love rod. (Used courtesy of another unnamed family member). Good lord my family is sick.

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Yellowcard - October Nights. If you say the violin can't rock, this song begs to differ. This will probably be my last song this month, the bandwith police will shut me down after this.

As Jeff predicted, my quality of life has improved exponentially since I acquired an iPod. I'll be able to play it in my car on Monday when the transmitter gets here.

Today I embarked on a cleaning operation of monumental proportions. I spent two hours gutting out my room and now it looks somewhat decent. You all are welcome to tour it if you want.

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My dad knows about this site. Weird. I guess someone in his Literature class mentioned the paper I put up on the site. If it was you, I'm curious as to who you are.

I ran on a treadmill for the first time this week, five each time. It's not as horrid as I thought it would be, just really boring.

Cox is a biznatch with bandwith, so I'm going to put up another song in a few days. Sorry if you download everything I put up, but I've only got room for one or two songs this month. After that the bandwith is reset and I'll start the madness all over again.

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Yeah, Joel did this too.

Four years of high school lay in front of you. Along with these years come numerous decisions that will define your entire high school career. I’m not going to sit here and pretend I know everything, because I certainly don’t. But one thing I have learned from my experience in high school is that you shouldn’t try too hard.
If you try way too hard you will be classified as an overachiever, someone who pitifully attempts to exceed the limits of their own intelligence. What does this mean? Number one, school becomes your life when you overachieve. Sleep, extracurriculars and friends take a backseat on your non-stop ride through the academic world. Instead of wasting your time in nerd land, you’d be better off taking a break and getting a B, or six. Number two, if you are truly intelligent, you don’t need to prove anything in the classroom. Your activities outside of the classroom in addition to decent test scores will speak worlds more than an artificially inflated class rank. Finally, number three, working too hard gives you an ego bigger than Marty Kauffman’s waistband. This causes you to look incompetent and arrogant all at the same time, costing you the respect of your wiser peers.
So how do you prevent this? If you’re spending several hours each night on homework and studying…stop. Take the B+ or B and move on. The A isn’t worth the trouble or stress, and no one will think any less of you for getting a B.
If you’re involved in many school activities, keep it up. If not, give them a thought. They are truly worth your time and have provided the most meaningful experiences of my life. Don’t let homework or classroom commitments scare you away from being involved, you can survive with scarce additional effort.
I can attest to this entire paper because of my own personal experience. Being a runner, member of show choir and heavily involved in church and the community all four years of high school should bring me some level of credibility on the issue. Along the way I’ve taken my share of B+’s and B’s and haven’t thought twice about them. I’m in the top ten percent of my class and am positioned to have a successful post-high school career. I tell you all of this not to impress you; if that were the case, I’d be the pompous ass I lambasted earlier. This information is only presented as a valid testament to my advice.

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So I thought my streak of newspaper appearances was over...I sadly didn't see my name this morning when thumbing through it. Unexpectedly I found my name in a story about community service and how I rang bells for the Salvation Army.

Next blog is going to be my advice paper to incoming freshman. In my opinion, it's worthy of publication in this humble venue.

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What I'm Listening To: Midtown - You Should Know. Dig the luscious harmonies?

My music collection is rocking harder than ever before, I bought Midtown's Living Well is the Best Revenge and Yellowcard's One for the Kids. Mmmm.

I met a guy named Alvin from Millard West last night. He looks exactly like Reginald VelJohnson of Family Matters fame. He's one awesome dude, for more reasons than his celebrity looks.

Only 3 people want to celebrate Festivus? Disappointing.

Sundays are normally depressing, but knowing I only have 3 days of school and then finals is a comforting feeling.

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Frank: Many Christmases ago, I went to buy a doll for my son. I reached for the last one they had -- but so did another man. As I rained blows upon him, I realized there had to be another way.
Kramer: What happened to the doll?
Frank: It was destroyed. But out of that, a new holiday was born -- a Festivus for the rest of us!
Kramer: Must've been some doll.
Frank: She was.

Festivus is December 23rd. Who wants to celebrate?

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What I'm Listening To: The Hippos - Diane.

One more week until break. That deserves a booyah.

Mr. Brian let me take his Land Rover out today . The car has one badass off-road package...I, of course, had to test it out and in the process might've broken a few laws.

I'm sitting at home tonight...exciting considering I've been out every other night this week. My two priorities are catching up on sleep and watching TV.

Steve Kinkaid paid me 5 dollars to lick a salt and pepper shaker in a restaurant. I hope I don't get sick or something. Maybe I'll go brush my teeth.

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The Soup Nazi from Seinfeld does exist, and these are his rules.

Here is my dad with the Nazi himself.

Rupert G. of the Hello Deli. If you watch Letterman you should recognize him.

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Hey, check out what I did tonight. It's a photo adventure, sort of:

PICTURES ARE OFF THE WEB.

They're pictures of a driveway we cleared and people we rescued with our monstrous four-wheeling testicles.

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What I'm Listening To: Operation Ivy - Sound System.

If snow doesn't get me out of school, it's worth absolutely nothing.

The Civic kicked Mother Nature's ass this afternoon. She was all "You're going down Bone" and I was all "Bring it, slut."

Warped Tour 2004. Coheed and Cambria, New Found Glory, Story of the Year Bad Religion, and Yellowcard among others. Who is up for some summer road trip concert madness?

Someone forgot to tell me Full House was back on the air. What an awesome show.

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What I'm Listening To: A Static Lullaby - A Sip of Wine Chased With Cyanide. I was listening to a pump-up CD I made for a race a while back and stumbled on to this again.

Has anyone seen the movie Heist? I bought it at Walgreens for 4.88 and I think I got a pretty good deal. The film is a caper...sort of like Strong Bad and the Jumbles.

I have a burning desire to watch Christmas movies. I knocked Home Alone off the list last night with Amy, Lindsey and Brandon. Next up...Home Alone 2, the last great movie in the series.

I guess my parents almost died on an airplane this weekend. Flying out of Detroit they couldn't fly above 6,000 feet and there was a terrible snowstorm. They're safe in NYC now...thank goodness.

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Many thanks to all who came.

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I want this shirt.

My bro has some stuff worth reading at: http://www.xanga.com/brandrum/.

Today while making penises out of Jenga blocks in French, Klopping says, "Baisez le français!" (Fuck the French!) and Fishback responded with, "Avec Vaseline ou quoi?" (With Vaseline or what?)

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What I'm Listening To: Coheed and Cambria - The Velorium Camper I: Faint Of Hearts If you like cowbell...

It's snowing. I don't care what winter solstice has to say about the seasons, when I'm running and covered in snowflakes it's winter. End of story.

The weather better stay agreeable for my race on Saturday, or else.

How hilarious would it be if I actually hosted a kegger? Someone would've had to pay me a lot of money (I'll do anything for a price) or hell would've frozen over.

Home Alone party seriously though on Saturday. The movie, not me hanging out alone. Macaulay Culkin was sweet before he developed a drug addiction and it's funny to see Catherine O'Hara in a non-comedy role.

I agree w/ Danielle, the 0 in show choir is an awful idea and Mr. J doesn't prove anything except that he can create new grades in Powerschool. Stupid show choir.

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Alex, Karen and I went to Royal China today...it's at 120th and Pacific. I'm almost positive the Kung Pao Chicken I ordered was Kung Pao Kitten. It's by far the worst restaurant I've ever been to. The people who worked there weren't even Chinese.

My parents are leaving on a jet plane this weekend. I'm thinking kegger...?

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What I'm Listening To: Dream Theater - Stream of Consciousness. This song will blow your mind...Portnoy is a killer behind the set.

Just checked the mail and UNL gave me the full-tution jazz, probably because I'm so sexy. Too bad I don't want to go there.

I can't stand overachievers. You know who you are and you aren't fooling anyone.

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What I'm Listening To: Grasshopper Takeoever - The Queen is Coming. Check out the synth banjo on this mothertrucker...don't worry, it rocks after about 20 seconds.

Alright, so Bobby insists he understood the picture in the previous blog. A large faction of individuals are certain though he's lying.

My race is on Saturday. There are approximately 20 people signed up and I know there are more that are capable of running or even slowly jogging. Please help me out if you aren't already. Dig?

Who saw the Lakers destroy the Pacers last night? The Mailman is my hero.

This is my 100th blog on this site. It should be monumental or profound, but it is neither. Maybe the 101st will.

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