• 4/23/02 10:16 PM EST
• Since i only have a couple of minutes, and since it's almost Osbourne time, i'm gonna make this a quick story. Okay. Let me set the scene for you. It was March 10th, 2002. A sunday. It was freezing out in the bowels of downtown Albany, and where were Lizzard and I? we were at valentines, being warm in a smoky dark little hole in the wall club, all of us kids were there. Meaning... me and lizzard, and a whole shit load of other punk kids who had crawled out of the woodwork for a semi-decent show. this being agnostic front, the casualties & tsol. yeah it was. anyways, that show was very, very good, i was very happy. ANYWAY, the point of this story is NOT about the show, nor about how awesome the music was. Though, i would like to mention that the music was good, and the casualties were kickin (i have no idea why i just used that word), they were even better than when we saw them in november. The point of this story is the Albino Kid. First, i'd like the clarify that the Albino Kid, is NOT, in fact, albino. He's just blonde, that's all. He was pretty tall, really cool hair. It was just super big and spiky and blonde. but... hard to explain. it wasn't like, spiky like mohawk-y or liberty spikey, it was just... AH. nevermind. he had rocking hair though. So, anyways. It ruled. He had a lip ring, and was wearing this jean jacket thing with the sleeves ripped off, and the patches and the tight jeans. it was weird, because at the time, i didn't really notice him. I mean, i noticed him, obviously, or i wouldn't be telling you this. i just wasn't super attracted to him or anything. it was mainly just in passing. Okay. Fast forward to two days later. Okay, by this time i'm freaking obsessed with this boy, who has now been dubbed The Albino Boy. And he's like in my head. i have no idea who he is. he's just the Albino boy, and yeah.
• 5/07/02 5:25 PM EST
• it's getting warm outside!!! not that this is particularly exciting. but dude. Today my story is going to be about me and Ase McNilsac. Ase McNilsac and Boo Rickets (being... me), met when we were place in the same fourth grade class. Mrs. D'Agostino/Mrs. Lawler. Yeah that was a kickass year, dude. we met that year. and we competed to see who could read the most books. Actually, they might have been fifth grade. Yeah we saw who could read the chronicles of narnia the fastest, and I won! Except, haha i totally cheated man. haha, Ase was just dumb then. I confessed later though. Like, as in... earlier this year... haha. Yeah. So after that, me and Ase were pretty tight, though not as tight as we got in eighth grade. Eighth grade was the coolest!! Yeah, i don't really remember much of it, but we had a lot of friends then.... yeah. and we did a lot of stuff, and we were somewhat happy dude. Then ninth grade, and I found this notebook from eighth grade where Ase wrote about how hot this Scott kid was, hahaaa... that was great. Even greater so, Ase tried to burn up the notebook, and then she sprayed Febreeze on it, and it just smells bad... BUT she didn't get the page where she professed her love. HAHA! And now, I have it, a charred pile of Febreezey smelling notebook in my closet. Yeah i Do. Me and Ase, dude, we're pretty tight, we never fight. And... that rhymes, which scares me a lot. When you're rhyming about Ase McNilsac, you should be scared, becasue something is wrong. I think i ran out of things to say, guys.