Ahhhhh. I have something to say..sort of. So, I'm going to Florida in like...4 weeks, right? I'm just wondering if any of my SUPER AMERICAN FRIENDS know if there's anything to do in Florida other than ride rollercoasters and wrastle alligators in ponds of the turnpike. They didn't really touch on coke orgies or underground RC car racing leagues in the tourist video. Is it so wrong to want to do an 8 ball and FUCK? Cause I think some of you would like it. Well, Sorry for throwing you guys of track. And sorry for not having a pressing issue to discuss. Peace'd!

aLoo. So, it's been...sometime since I've blogged. You think I'd have some exciting news to alert you of by now. NO! But the moment a fresh topic comes up, I'll be on it like Ewan McGregor on a seringe of heroine. Except...minus the immeasurable pleasure. Sorry kids. Peaaace.

Hey folk. I haven't blogged in awhile, but don't expect me to give you some lengthy..girthy blog. Cause this isn't even an update. This is just me whining about dreams. I had a dream just before i woke up where I won a dodge magnum covered in billabong stickers from....the goivernment maybe. I think, cause on the little phone that told me i won it said I was agent RJ killer. Anyways....my point is now i must dedicate my life to making this dream come true. I was so excited in the dream. but then i woke up and was sad. deep sadness. Feel free to give me a hug or dodge magnum. But only if it's covered in billabong stickers! If it isn't I will spit on you. Yours etc... Ryan (agent RJ Killer) peace

I'm sorry, all of you new age indie rock fans, but I have a point to make. You Suck! I suppose, you want to know why you suck? well, good. thats a start. It shows you care, but the fact remians, you suck. Do you realize that you claim to listen to a genre of music that doenst even exist? no self-respecting band would refer to them selves as indie rock. If you still don;t know what I'm tlaking about, I'll break it down real southern like for you. Indie (independent) rock (well...rock). Now, think your little trendy mind right off. Does that compramise any genre? Doubt it. I think it means tehir independant aka unsigned. Sure, this means they're real, and write their own music, but what it doesnt show, is what their music..well...sounds like. From my general experience, indie bands have a very broad sound. They can range from sugar sweet "look out if your diabetic" tunes with little bells and what not to deep, dark guitar riffs with bassy intros and stuff that makes puppies melt. And you idiots, you stop listenning once you realize their signed as if every song they now write is tarnished with the greasy, cash soaked hands of record execs. but what about modest mouse? or the killers? or franz ferdinand? Their all signed you hypocrital jackass'. By all means, listen to these bands, but realize that your not so full of cred as you thought. its just a trend. goodbye/u suck

Oh wow. Life has really formed into this sick cycle of pointlessness. It's depressing. It's a shame I'm such an optimist. On the bright side, yesterday, i printed off 27 pages of direction and plans for my rock and roll road trip coming up this august. Creepy? I agree. Then again, this trip has been officially titled "The sweetest trip of all time". The extra sad part is that Dave and I (the trippers) have been literally scrounging (perfect word) for cash. We've made like 50 bucks, and this trip is like...7 months away. How's that for planning ahead. A sign of my fabulous maturity. We even did the whole "walk around the school, saying you need a quarter to call your mom, when secretly you're a cheap bastard stealing and ripping off innocent people" gig. I think their catching on. Hopefully this inspiring tale of hope and belief will cause you to organize a trip of your own. peace out. Ry@n.

Hey people. So, today, like most days, was straight forward and boring. aside from the fact that i "slept in" (til 9, which is..mediocre) and unloaded a beer truck. and only went to 2 classes. and never use punctuation properly. Anyways, I'm kinda slightly irritated with my ex gf. she wants to do the whole "just friends" thing, which I'm cool with, cause it usually happens regardless. The problem is, she hasnt ceased the same things that caused us to crash and burn. she doesnt talk. you say "how are you" she says "not good". no pause...what would u say? would u say "how come">? i know i would and do. but she doesnt tell you why. so, you say it alright if she doesnt want to tlak about it...but she doesnt believe you. so She gets mad at you for asking. or so I've inquired. I don't want to get all bothered about it, but if people like that could comprehend their own stupidity, they'd expode, and we'd be rid of them. Too bad that's not happening soon. Thats all I have for now. PEACE!!

I'm going to make a really fantastic effort to keep this brief, but it may be difficult. If you don't know (and trust me, you don't), I live in the country. And not just average country, like...guns and monster trucks country. regardless and stereotypes aside, I've come to realize, that in actuality, we have good reasons to not like "hicks". Call me prejudice, i dare you, but I have motivation to my generallized hate. Unforuntately, I can't hate them all, some are educated enough to function. But as for the ones that aren't, which is bordering 96%, really get on my nerves. we're tought to be fair and equal to all other beings (though the media teaches otherwise, but thats niether here nor there), yet we have adouble standard. we learn to accept the fact that backwoods people will exist forever with their backwoods appeal and backwoods outlook on life, and effectively backwoods opinions. The problem is being faced with ignorance rather than reasoning. And it's creating an easily influenced group of "folk" right in the bible belt, who will follow any psycho with a nice suit, a cable tv program and a pro-christian anti-liberal outlook. Which isnt safe, especially with GW Bush in office. And he has piles of nice suits! Though this is Canada and you probably wonder what George matters to me, but if you're Canadian, you can relate. We hear nothnig but American news and watch American channels, and even when we watch CBC, we see American Politics, so theres more influence than you think... ANyways, my actual point is, they'll pick you apart for being different, talk about behind your back, and try to tell you what to do. And I'm sick of that. so stay away from the Country. it's evil.

alright, so its really fricken cold out. I dont know what caused it, but surely if i knew anything about meteoroology i would. speaking of whichm i bet the worlds gonna freeze. So, basically, im just sitting here, indulging all teh health of BBQ chips and coke. in the news, i think someone in town just got bit by a dog. i think that would suck. biting is kidna gross. well, i actually have nothing to say right now. so i may update later. peace folk.

wow, so this is my first blog. Impressed? Thought so. In that case, I'll brag and show off a lil bit. Look at me, I'm blogging! Look at me! that's not a word! SO ON! well that was pretty fun. Anyways.. So, this was a boring day at school. then agian...I am being obssessed over by acute, rich, Jewish girl . but the middle one is kidna given...anyways, that's gonig pretty well. It;s extra cold out, and there creepy noises emminating from downstairs. Regardless, Coronation Street is on, and pissing me off cause teh British people are creepy looking. and kidna morbid. so I'm out. Merry 11th. Peace