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[Saturday, January 10, 2004]

Blogger,
I forgot to post last night. I didn't really have time to. Yesterday after school Meghan came over. After I finally got her to stop dancing around the house like the little faerie she is, and got her out of my bed, we watched Office Space. She liked it, and now that she's seen it we can be friends again. Dad, Kevin and I went to Dillengers for dinner, and then came home and watched S.W.A.T. It's one of my favorite action movies. I watched cartoons this morning. Now I have like 4 hours to kill before I have to leave for Semi. Later.

Mood: Meh.
Music: Weezer - No One Else.

---Me
[Posted by Stephen] at 2:00 PM

Blogger,
Woo hoo! I'm in a happy mood today. I don't really know why, I'm just very happy. I totally owned Mrs. Szigethy today in religion. It was good. I played Magic today, it wasn't cool. I didn't play with Tab and the game was boring. Rawr, I need to do some chemistry homework. I don't really have much else to say; today was a pretty routine day.

---Me
[Posted by Stephen] at 8:34 PM

Blogger,
"I don't remember what I was going to say. It was important too..." That pretty much sums up my day. I forgot everything. Oh well. Here are the highlights. I walked with Ashley after second period. I had a long talk with Mr. Lazarus about the Clinton scandal. I had a long talk with Mr. Debold about ducks, quacking, and echoes. I got a Phage, the Untouchable from Chris Orengo. That's pretty much it. Peace out.

---Me
[Posted by Stephen] at 9:17 PM

Blogger,
I woke up late today and knew it was just going to be one of those days. But I was wrong. School was nothing important. After hours, we played Magic. Best Magic day ever. Tab and I crushed John and Chris. We lost the first game because they ganged up on Tab. Second game, we crushed, plain and simple. Tab eliminated Chris with damage spells in three turns, and I took John out with a thousand little creatures. The third game we played was the most fun game either Tab or I have played in a long time. I switched to my blue/black control deck. On my second turn I pulled out Isochron Scepter with Counterspell, which froze their options for a while. After they had enough lands to play multiple spells a turn, Tab came through with a pair of Mine Layers, which when coupled with my Icy Manipulater took out all John and Chris' lands. Chris had No Mercy out, so I left him to Tab. I killed John over 20 turns with a Dominating Licid, just to rub it in his face. Tab killed Chris with damage spells not long after. When we got kicked out of the lab, we went into Mr. Debolds room to play, but only Chris and I remained. He was bragging that he could crush me one on one, but he couldn't hold up long against my ultimate destroyer dragon deck. We played best of three, and I won 2-0. THe final score of the first game was 80-0. The second game was even worse: 112-0. How did I do it you ask? Easy. Kilnmouth Dragon+Loxodon War Hammer+Fireshreiker+four Dragons in my hand=Lots of damage. I drew that combo both times. The second game, he had me on the ropes, but then I drew Sun Droplet and gained about 50 life in one attack by Kilnmouth. I totally ruined him. It was disgusting. I was very happy to have put him firmly in his place. None doubt the absolute power of the Dragons. I have to do alot of homework tonight, so I'm not going to go on Instant Messenger tonight. This is crazy. So, I'll talk to you later Blogger. Stay in school.

Mood: Maniacal. I Took names.
Music: Fountains of Wayne - Stacy's Mom

---Me
[Posted by Stephen] at 5:45 PM

Blogger,
I wasted so much time today. I have so much stuff I have to get done and here I am writing in the Blogger again. I sure hope you appreciate this. In my last post I forgot to mention the worst part about today. I went to the oral surgeon after school today, and the bad news is I have to get oral surgery again. A week from friday is the tenative date. That's all on the bad news. Since the last post, I watched LOTR: The Two Towers on TV, ate more chinese food, and took out the trash. I weighed myself too. I weigh 159 lbs. I don't want to be any more than this. I was just joking about the whole fat thing. I couldn't be fat. I'm not good enough at food. If I weigh even a tenth of a pound over 160 I'm going to do the diet/exercise thing until I'm 140. Thats the promise I've made to myself, and I will not break it. 20 Pounds is nothing. I'll kick that bitchs ass. Anyway, tomorrow is Magic day at school, and I don't have a good Multiplayer deck. I'm going to get completely destroyed tomorrow, but I don't care. I'll be ready for thursday. I'm going to copy Zack and make an all blue deck. It's going to be so annoying. I should really go to sleep now. I wish I didn't have to sleep. It's such a waste of time. Peace out Blogger.

Mood: Urg flicken me himbles.
Music: Nirvana - Heart Shaped Box.

---Me
[Posted by Stephen] at 9:27 PM

Blogger,
Before I get into anything, there are a few things that need to be said. Firstly, a guitar in the shape of a goldfish (the snack that smiles back, goldfish) would be freaking awesome. Next, Arc-Slogger is the most worthless magic card for Iron Man formats. Ok, so today started out pretty good. Marty gave me a pack of Magic cards. It was from Legions and I was like "crap, I have almost all these cards." Turned out there was an Imperial Hellkite waiting for me in the pack. I won. School was boring; I didn't pay attention in any classes. I filled out Melissa's slam book all day. Funny stuff, let me tell you. I didn't see Smashley all day, but she left a nice note in my locker saying that "Since you didn't lose your V in 2003 I'll be your whore in 2004." I thought it was cute. Ashley and Meghan as my own personal bisexual whores. Not too shabby, eh? I just finished watching Angel. Conor came back from the hell demension and smote the Destroyer with one punch. Quite the dramatic entrance if I do say so myself. I can't wait for tomorrow's episode. In the mean time, I'm going to go draw some. Adios blogger.

Mood: Yarg kefangle spoitz!
Music: Pearl Jam - Daughter/Another Brick in the Wall.

---Me
[Posted by Stephen] at 6:27 PM

Blogger,
In case you were wondering about the last post, I just plain love that song. I'm a sucker for songs that tell a story. The Taxi songs are good too. I can't remember for the life of me who sings them, though. Anyway, today I went to Danny's house. Me, him, Zack, and the other kid played Magic, Mario Kart, both for 64 and Double Dash, and the went into the basement for some Dungeons and Dragons. We didn't actually play like I thought we would, we just made charachters. I made a Halfling Cleric Necromancer. I wanted to be an evil wizard, but all the good tribes were taken. Danny was a half-elf and John was a human. I figured it would be really intimidating to be killed by a hobbit, especially one who commands armies of undead. When I came home I watched Dazed and Confused on TV. I hate TV. Commercials piss me off, stupid people piss me off, and I just hate the media. I'm never watching TV ever again. I have to go to bed early tonight, because there's school tomorrow and I need to wake up early.

Mood: Blarg.
Music: Thursday - Cross Out the Eyes.

---Me
[Posted by Stephen] at 8:12 PM

Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night
Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall.
She sees the bartender in a pool of blood,
Cries out, "My God, they killed them all!"
Here comes the story of the Hurricane,
The man the authorities came to blame
For somethin' that he never done.
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world.

Three bodies lyin' there does Patty see
And another man named Bello, movin' around mysteriously.
"I didn't do it," he says, and he throws up his hands
"I was only robbin' the register, I hope you understand.
I saw them leavin'," he says, and he stops
"One of us had better call up the cops."
And so Patty calls the cops
And they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin'
In the hot New Jersey night.

Meanwhile, far away in another part of town
Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are drivin' around.
Number one contender for the middleweight crown
Had no idea what kinda shit was about to go down
When a cop pulled him over to the side of the road
Just like the time before and the time before that.
In Paterson that's just the way things go.
If you're black you might as well not show up on the street
'Less you wanna draw the heat.

Alfred Bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops.
Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out prowlin' around
He said, "I saw two men runnin' out, they looked like middleweights
They jumped into a white car with out-of-state plates."
And Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her head.
Cop said, "Wait a minute, boys, this one's not dead"
So they took him to the infirmary
And though this man could hardly see
They told him that he could identify the guilty men.

Four in the mornin' and they haul Rubin in,
Take him to the hospital and they bring him upstairs.
The wounded man looks up through his one dyin' eye
Says, "Wha'd you bring him in here for? He ain't the guy!"
Yes, here's the story of the Hurricane,
The man the authorities came to blame
For somethin' that he never done.
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world.

Four months later, the ghettos are in flame,
Rubin's in South America, fightin' for his name
While Arthur Dexter Bradley's still in the robbery game
And the cops are puttin' the screws to him, lookin' for somebody to blame.
"Remember that murder that happened in a bar?"
"Remember you said you saw the getaway car?"
"You think you'd like to play ball with the law?"
"Think it might-a been that fighter that you saw runnin' that night?"
"Don't forget that you are white."

Arthur Dexter Bradley said, "I'm really not sure."
Cops said, "A poor boy like you could use a break
We got you for the motel job and we're talkin' to your friend Bello
Now you don't wanta have to go back to jail, be a nice fellow.
You'll be doin' society a favor.
That sonofabitch is brave and gettin' braver.
We want to put his ass in stir
We want to pin this triple murder on him
He ain't no Gentleman Jim."

Rubin could take a man out with just one punch
But he never did like to talk about it all that much.
It's my work, he'd say, and I do it for pay
And when it's over I'd just as soon go on my way
Up to some paradise
Where the trout streams flow and the air is nice
And ride a horse along a trail.
But then they took him to the jailhouse
Where they try to turn a man into a mouse.

All of Rubin's cards were marked in advance
The trial was a pig-circus, he never had a chance.
The judge made Rubin's witnesses drunkards from the slums
To the white folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum
And to the black folks he was just a crazy nigger.
No one doubted that he pulled the trigger.
And though they could not produce the gun,
The D.A. said he was the one who did the deed
And the all-white jury agreed.

Rubin Carter was falsely tried.
The crime was murder "one," guess who testified?
Bello and Bradley and they both baldly lied
And the newspapers, they all went along for the ride.
How can the life of such a man
Be in the palm of some fool's hand?
To see him obviously framed
Couldn't help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land
Where justice is a game.

Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties
Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise
While Rubin sits like Buddha in a ten-foot cell
An innocent man in a living hell.
That's the story of the Hurricane,
But it won't be over till they clear his name
And give him back the time he's done.
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world

Bob Dylan - Hurricane
[Posted by Stephen] at 11:34 AM