So....what up? I am sitting here waiting for people to start commenting on my posts. I FEEL SO LONELY!!!....j/k My good pal sean is heading back into town tonight, I'll prolly end up hanging out with him. In case you didnt go to my site yesterday, he is the guitarist. Pretty good too. You know, I hate when people complain about shit. Or if someone stubs their toe and screams in pain. I call it the "Calling Wolf Syndrome". Cause what if someone stabs them? Is it gonna be the same scream or one significantly softer? Maybe they scream loud for little pain, and scream little for a lot of pain. Should i be worried of they are happy?...too confusing. But back to complainers. My sisters will complain about somebody using "their" water-bottles....but it probably didnt belong to them in the first place. Next time one of them bitches at me about it, i'll just say "It's not yours, its property of the Coca-Cola Bottling company. Or, if you REALLY wanna trace it, it's God's water bottle...now, would you really try to steal from god?....that's what I thought". Or maybe i'll just say "Fuck you". -Jack B. Nimble, Feeling justified.