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... Good, good. Apr. 23rd, 2005 @ 09:14 pm
Appearantly it won't let me make a blank entry.


Damn, that is a dissapointment.


Sorry, John, the insane side, is on shore leave.


Come back later.


... and now, now you die.

Yawn. Apr. 17th, 2005 @ 09:34 pm
I'm tired of this thing.

But I'll keep posting in here anyway because, despite my newfound restrictions, I'm still a hardcore computer junkie.

Sick. Mar. 23rd, 2005 @ 09:54 pm
Sickly sick and so on. But I'm better now mostly. Tomorrow is my phyical for my working permit. The final step on my working papers. No more shall I be an unemployed hobo-pirate. Now I will have monies, and therefore, I WILL OWN A FAST-FOOD RESTAURANT WITHIN THE WEEK.



Have a carrot... er... nice day.

Oh yeah, some more stuff. Mar. 20th, 2005 @ 01:05 pm
Right, so I have a job now, too. I guess that's kinda relevant.





Namely because I've got to get white shirts and khaki's for it.

Not today, Sigfried. Mar. 19th, 2005 @ 10:01 pm
... uh.... it's Saturday....


I might say something if something interesting happens.



BUT SINCE I DON'T HAVE ANYTHING TO SAY, HAVE SOME INSANITY.

There is a new student teacher in band. Since she is new... she's basically all academic and stuff, and is a pain in my ass.

So we had the trumpet sectional today, to which all of 5 of us showed up too.

Now, she didn't know my name, or two of the other kids names, so I had fun with that by feeding her with false names.

She made us play the same part of one song over and over, so I stopped in the middle of playing and started rapidly hitting my head on my trumpet case. The teacher came over, and yanked me up by the shoulder and looked me in the eye saying "Are you on crack?"

I responded with a swift and shocked "Wha--?"

Later, she decided to pick on this one kid for not sitting up straight in his chair.

I explained to him that not sitting up straight would result in the destruction of his bladder causing him to ruin many a couch in the future. However, half-way through what would've been my successful dissuasion speech, the student teacher interrupted me.

So to get her back for that, I told her the following:

Teacher: Stop talking about bladder disorders, that's not school appropriate.
Jon: Well, look, it's all the straighter the trumpet players ever sit, so settle for it.
Teacher: That's all the straighter you ever sit? I'm not buying it.
Jon: You don't have to buy it, I'll gladly give it to you for free, but I'm just saying it's a fact.


Later at foreign language food day:

Mrs. Kennedy: Jon, you need to sit with our class so we can take attendance.

*I roll my eyes, and get up and walk over to Kennedy, then speak to her cheekily*

Jon: Hello, how are you today? I am here. I'm going to go sit away from the class now. Anything else?
Mrs. Kennedy: (exasporated) Ugh... Fine, just go!
Jon: w00t.

Needless to say, Friday rocked.

Lates,
Jon King
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