Rock with your soul, not just your hips.

I have a weird, fat ass ache right now.  Friggin A.

So I went to Great America with my cousins and my sister and my parents today.  My parents just went around and did their own thing while my cousins and sister and I did our thing.  We rode Top Gun, Invertigo, Psycho Mouse, Eagle Flight (yeah, we're dangerous), and Rip Roaring Rapids.  And that took us five hours.  I remember when I used to spend the whole damn day there with the buds and just holler at the fellas.  Yeah.  That's kind of funny when you think about it.  Because...me?  Holler?  WHAT?  But it was fun considering, two of my cousins that went with me were only ten and had the biggest balls ever.  Well...not  really, but they were pretty brave.  Down for anything.  They're pretty funny. 

I shouldn't wear my NERD shirt anymore because I can't take it when  people just randomly scream "NERD!!!" as I walk by, those bastards.  I hate them.  So I just give them a look and say "BITCH." 

Tomorrow is the mom's bday.  We're going out to eat.

And on the Life Is a Bowl of Soup, You Want Some? part of the brain, when you think back at something great, sometimes you think, if only I could go back to that place, and they do, and then they realize what they had failed to realize before they came.  Sometimes its not just about the place, its about the people and the feelings too.  You can't recreate something like that, and you can't create what's unexpected.

CDs/Albums that I must get:
--All Sleater-Kinney albums except for One Beat
--Jem, Finally Woken
--Morrissey, You Are the Quarry
--Taking Back Sunday, Where You Want To Be

I saw Morrissey perform on Craig Kilborn's late night show last night.  Awesome.  I'll blog if something exciting happens.