Responsibility

Fuckin’ eh! I swear to God some parents these days can’t take any responsibilities for themselves or their kids. It makes me furious. “Allison also said that Spencer’s underwear would not have been exposed if the shirt was left down. “I don’t understand what motivated her to ask him to lift up his shirt,” he said.” Well, if you didn’t let your kid leave the house wearing the pants that are falling off of his ass in the first place. What kind of parents are you, sheesh. PULL UP THE GOD DAMN PANTS!!!...
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Bongos = Fun

As I wandered through the aisles in Circuit City after making my purchase of Star Wars Trilogy, I stopped at the unusual site of the Nintendo GameCube station. Are those frelling bongos? Oh yes they were bongos with a microphone, the controller for the deliciously addictive and humiliatingly fun Donkey Konga. It’s like Dance Dance Revolution but with bongos. A sucker for these rhythm type and you-actually-have-to-get-off-your-ass games, I tried my hands at it. I chose Santana’s classic, Oye Como Va, from the beginner’s selection for the obvious drum beat. Left bongo. Left bongo. Clap. Pause. Right bongo. Right bongo....
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Dance Dance Revolution

I signed up to take Lyrical Jazz dance classes with Park & Rec. If my ankle could handle this, it’ll be a sign that I should return to dance. To quote Julia Stiles in “Save the Last Dance”, I used to dance. I was trained in classical ballet from kindergarten up to 7th grade at a prestigious dance academy. I quit about 6 months into pointe. Why quit when I was so far down the road? First of all, a somewhat medical condition I developed at puberty, kind of like the X-Men mutation…heh. Secondly, I was discouraged by my peers...
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Night Bird

I’m a night owl. I do my best works at night. But I’m also an early bird, going in to work at 7:30 a.m. (given, it’s less than a mile from home). I don’t mind waking up early if I have to. If I have my choice, I’d rather sleep in.I seem to make up for it on the weekend when I sleep, and sleep, and sleep… I just realized I got that from my dad. My dad’s office is connected to the house. We live in a townhouse, attached home type building. You open the door and voila, it’s...
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Nostalgia

I no longer walk down Memory Lane. I’m running head long through it with a mission. After having written about the missed opportunities back in college, I decided to see if I could look up those 2 lost boys in question and see what they have been up to, and all the while trying to locate some other long lost Trojan friends. Thank goodness for USC Trojan Alumni Community! I could search through their database for people I went to school with. Some of them actually came by and updated their information. Sure glad I’m not the only one doing...
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