Back to schoo, back to schoo ... to prove that I'm not a foo...

Back to school I go...

I'm very, very excited to begin my Bachelor's program. I'm well-rested. I'm organized. I'm ready to be educated. Bring it on, UOP bitches! (Sorry for the curse. I kind of had to.)

Thank you to my family for a fantabulous Christmas. It was stinking awesome.

I love you all.

Peace, love, and bologna.

Hollywood Undead, Part Duece.

More pictures from the concert! I had a blast!!!

Hollywoood Undead, Baby!

As those close to me already know, I love the band that is Hollywood Undead. Their music is so unique, so different from anything else I've heard. Last night, after months of painful anticipation, I finally attended their concert. Words cannot describe just how much fun I had. They are one of the few bands that are better live than they are on an album.

On a routine trip to the restroom, Tatyana (a very cool chick and one of my favorite people) and I just happened upon one of the members of Hollywood Undead, Deuce. (Thank you, Tat's bladder!)

He was the most humble famous person I've had the opportunity to meet. I have to admit the encounter rendered me a bit of a dork, but I'm very glad I had the opportunity to meet an artist whose work I admire so much. I'll be posting more pictures ... soon!

I have a degree!!!

Attention one and all! I now have an associate's degree! Wa-hoo!!!

My final grades just came in ... all A's. I'm very proud. And excited.

Where are you, Christmas?

I love Christmas. I mean, I love Christmas more than the usual Joe. In fact, my dad confirmed that I love Christmas even more than, well, him. I love the decorations. I love giving gifts. I love being with family. Heck, I love egg nog.

This year, though ... well, this year I'm having a tough time finding Christmas.

I see so much sadness in the earth. So much pain. So much hate.

Finances are preventing me from giving really righteous gifts like I did last year.

Perhaps you all can help me find Christmas this year ... share some stories ... remind me of the reason for the season.