So, for those losers without MySpace, I have another update-- though this one actually has a point.

Sunday morning at 11:30ish a.m. (central standard time) I received a call from my mother. She and my father had gone to Kansas this weekend to visit my grandmother who wasn't doing too well. The plan was that they would return Sunday (yesterday) and then on Friday they'd leave again, but this time with me. My sister would then meet us there on Saturday. But, as we all know, things never go according to plan in my life.

The reason my mother called on Sunday morning was to tell me that my grandmother had passed away the night before. What the doctors had told us just earlier that week wouldn't happen for at least another month had already happened without me even knowing.

Now I'm about five minutes from leaving for Kansas with my father who drove back last night. The funeral is Wednesday, so I'll be coming back Thursday. Sorry Cody, no swing dancing again this week, but we're definitely still on for Friday. I have a feeling I'm gonna need some of your magical cheering up ability.

Right. So I haven't touched this thing in forever, thought it might be time for a little update ...

I don't care what anybody says--being an usher at T-Town kicks major ass. I work with (some of) the coolest people ever, make more money (per hour) than (most) of my friends, have free movie privileges (when the concessionists aren't stealing our cups), AND actually (usually) have fun at work. What a shame I'm getting trained to move up to concessions next week.

But I've finally made some headway on actually registering for college. My application was finally fully filled out and mailed a week or so ago. At least, I think it was mailed. I hope it was mailed. I can't really remember ... Oh well. I can always just take a semester (or four) off first.

Wow. It's been forever since I updated this thing ... but I figured it was about time I got my obligatory senior farewell post up, so here goes ...

I'm bad at saying goodbyes, and just thinking about the friends I'm going to be losing over the course of the next three or four months is making me tear up (plus few people who this actually applies to are even going to read it), so I'll make it short:

These past three years at Trinity, despite my moaning and groaning, have been three of the best years of my life. They've also been the three most difficult, stressful, and emotionally draining. Yet because of those hardships, I've finally begun to discover just who I really am and accept that person with a confidence I'd lost a long time ago. I've also grown closer to some people I'd pulled away from and found comfort in surprising places, creating relationships (however brief they might have been) that I wouldn't trade for the world.

To all my friends: I love you guys dearly and never would have survived being a teenager without you. To think that I'll be losing some of you makes it hard to face the end of this year with a smile. I will try to keep in touch, but we all know how bad I am at that game. So just help me enjoy what time we have left and know that you'll always be in my heart (or at least my yearbook).

To the sophomores and juniors: remember that while it's impossible to enjoy every single second of your life, try not to hate too much of it, otherwise you'll wind up a cynical old geezer with no fond memories to look back on. Keep your friends close while you can and try not to worry too much about where the future will take you- you'll know when you get there.

To the graduating class of 2006: we had an awesome run. Treasure your memories, but don't get so caught up in them you forget to make new ones. Life isn't over for us yet, not even close. In fact, it's only just begun. A whole nother set of doors have opened up to a brand new world for us to explore and conquer that's even more exciting and frightening than Trinity was, make the best of it.

As Les Brown once said: "Shoot for the moon. Even if you miss, you'll land among the stars."

I hate spending money. Hate, hate, hate, HATE it. Hate is not even a strong enough word to describe the loathing I feel everytime I buy something. I hated it when I didn't have any money to spend, and I hate it even more now that I do have money to spend (partially because I have it, I think).

On the bright side, I'm finally getting to really finish the redecorating of my room and I've got a spiffy new camera to play with (that I'll definitely be using tonight, so expect pictures). That oughta distract me from my loathing for a little while ...

And now I just sound like a selfish, stuck-up jackass, don't I? Damn. I just can't win.

So just like everyone said, V for Vendetta was really good, although the slow-mo bit at the end with all the blood was kinda overkill and stomach-churning in my opinion. Aside from that I loved it. If you haven't seen it yet, go do it now.

Lucky Number Sleven wasn't too bad either. The twist at the end was a bit predictable in my opinion, but the plot, writing, and acting were still enjoyable. So if you've already seen V for Vendetta then I recommend Lucky Number Sleven.

If you've already seen both of those, then stop wasting your time reading my pointless rambles and get a freakin' life already. And by 'get a freakin' life' I mean go look up Fandango for other enjoyable movie options.

I want to sleeeeeep. Damn laundry, keeping me up. Doesn't help that I'm totally paranoid about doing laundry. I just always know I'm gonna wind up with pink socks or something ...

Bah. Working late makes me grouchy. Being an usher at Tinseltown isn't as bad as I thought it would be, but it is a lot more tiring than I thought it would be. They really need to get escalators or something, especially for the big theaters.

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Damn. I still haven't wasted enough time. Clothes take much too long to become clean. Maybe I'll just start hoarding Febreeze and forget about doing laundry.

Oh wait-- they're finally done! Sweet! Now I just have to pack for Austin ...

Eh, screw it. I'll do it in the morning. It's only a four hour trip and with a plotting Chaz and Tyler, ADD Kelly and Lacey, and the always entertaining Adam Lamb on board I doubt much of it will be spent sleeping. Especially not with Mego as my bus partner.

Sidenote: new music is Sing by The Dresden Dolls who, by the by, are totally coming to town with Panic! at the Disco, OK GO, and The Hush Sound on June 17th, and while I don't know the last two bands, I adore Panic and would die to go. Anyone interested?