UMBC

Yesterday was absolutely phenomenal. Aside from when I broke the house, of course (tee hee). I just want to say that electricity is a very important and powerful part of our lives and we should all learn to love, honor and respect it with all of our hearts and souls. The electrician doode just came over about and hour ago to fix things for us. All he did was flip a switch.

... talk about embarrassing.

He did exactly what Dan and I did yesterday for like an hour!! Of course, when he does it, it's like the hand of God coming down upon our faces... "And on the eight day he created electricians for morons who can't even flip a switch back on correctly..." SLAP!

Anywho, after that little fuse incident, 2020 Evansdale Drive had it's first of few house meetings with the Fantabulous Five. It was very informative... and very cute. But here is where the fun stuff starts!! After a delectable lunch with Madame Kinya, discussing the drama of the moment with her Kenyan Crew and my Dramalicious Dorks (side note: my pasta salad was fucking BOMB), I decided to head on up to Bmore for some UMBC lovin from two of my favorite guyz.

I love me some Jason Chen. This boy is so adorable and cute in that "i am a slacker - love me for it" kinda way. Somehow I spent over 4 hours just chillin' with this kid... and it felt like five minutes. Let's just refer to him as "Secret Retard," because that is the role he will be playing in our band.

Yes. You read that correctly. OUR BAND.

We have a band. Kinda sorta. ROFL LOL LMAO oh! oh! hahahahaha. Right. We played together for a while... and I actually sang in front of him. And to tell you the truth... it wasn't scary at all! It was freeing and wonderful and I'm so excited!! I mean, I was really nervous. And I know I did not sing as well as I could have... but we really didn't sound that bad. He is amazingly patient and accepting. Such a good gheetar boy. And when he sings... hehe... he gets this scared little look on his face like he doesn't know what's going to come out of his mouth...

"I'm shy... it's hard for me."

Adorable. I cannot believe I even entertained the idea of persuing this without him. We even did our first rough recording of Dashboard's Swiss Army Romance. And doode... lemme tell you... we are already better than some of that Shitty McShit Shit that college kids put out there as "music."

Rock Starz.

Our music taste is very, very similar. To the point where it gets kinda scary. I just... this boy is gonna do good things. Even if he is a complete moron.

"Yeah, yer laughin' at yerself because yer a moron!"
"I should just stop talking."

We both want to be Howie Day. Well, no. That's not right. He wants to be Howie Day and I want to do Howie Day... but for the same reasons. ::cough:: We are writing him a song:

To Howie:

You are my hero
So what kind of drugs do you do…

But you are the inspiration
All flustered and stupid

You are a cool guy

I’m trying but you aren't working with me here

What are we focusing on?
What about him?

This is all you…

As you can tell... this song will be an instant classic.
We also discussed our mutual adoration for Dave . However, Dave's voice is so unlike mine... it was very hard for us to get through a song without one of us strugguggling. I'm gonna work on switching some stuff around to see if we can pull something off.

To Dave:

She’s got your balls inside her... ::cough::

... I guess you don’t appreciate that too much

They are weird.
You weren’t supposed to say that!

While we were lookin' up music to do and lyrics for me to read, I also had fun getting Jason in trouble with his people over IM. I even got to talk to the inspiration behind this little ditty:

To Allen:

Usually they just get very upset with us.

He’s not much of a guitar player but he knows his chords.

I love you
Will you marry me
Our pants are off

Girl in the green jacket… I love you
Call me!

We had a lot of fun. And we better do it again. I KNOW YOU ARE READING THIS, PUNK! YOU HEAR ME?!?!?! WE ARE DOING THIS AGAIN, YOU FLAKE!!

Mwah. My car didn't get stolen.

I think my heart did, though. :)

Stop #2 for the night was Mike Johnson's joint. I think I went up there around 9:30/10pm... somethin like that. And, man. Totally different environment... but totally just as fun. We watched the end of Full Metal Jacket (yes, drill Sergeant!), ate some soup, farted around, whitnessed some high-quality drama, and I learned that I am actually pretty good at ping pong.

These little baseball boyz... (alright, alright... so they weren't little at all... ::cough::) are so cute and cuddly in that "i'm a big tough man" sort of way. Mmnn........



Sorry, side-tracked.


Ahem. They have some MAJOR drama. Geeze. It made me feel so simple andwonderful being around these people because for once - I didn't have any stupid shit to deal with!! There was yelling, phone calls, drunken IMs, eggings, ping pong, and Rocky. Nothing but love. Cannot wait to do that again. Mike is so clean and good, he's just like my brother. And he finds the most retarded things to be funny. Very amusing to whitness. I hope his girl issues work out. heh. QT.

Aight. Consider yourself Blogged. ::slurp::