Yes, you read that subject line right. God reads my journal, and uses it to gauge my happiness so he can rip it to shreds.

For instance, my last entry was very happy ... so let's break it down as to how God used it against me... TODAY. My entry is in bold, God's words whilst reading it are italicized.

that's right... I'm alive... cry later. yeah too bad you're gonna wish you were dead in about 6 hours.

Anyway... new years, irish carbombs, Gerald Ford, blah blah blah the real point is ...

L I B E R A T I O N!!!!!

I no longer work for the Cocaine industry which is fantastic but a shame at the same time... because I'm currently unemployed... and nobody's hiring, woooooohoooooo! Good luck LIVING without money, numbnuts but let's look past that and at the good things upcoming in 2007.

I finally got an e-mail from a band that saw my posting on Craig's List... sweet.
Funny, you guys were e-mailing back and forth at least 3 times a day for a couple of days... where'd they go? Uh-oh, Chris, you must've fucked up, you fuck up.
I am taking four easy ass classes at Bucks next semester not so fast, buck-o. You're going to not be able to get financial aid for next semester, despite what you were told yesterday, it's a little thing I like to do called making liars out of people... (which is why I'm up at 4:30 AM, because I am NOT going to sleep just to wake up at 8 to trek out to Newtown) Yeah, and you're gonna be sleep deprived, too... man, that's going to be awesome when you don't even get those classes...

Annnnd other stuff, I'm just not feeling very bloggy at the moment, but I promise you all, there will be updates... sooo you can start commenting again... Nobody will comment, HA!

Second point of this. I'm back, bitches... be afraid... be VERY afraid... Yeah... THEY should be afraid... annnnnnnnnnd your life is in shambles now... woo, I'm gonna go get an appletini.

Love,
Chris

Yes that's right. I can't get financial aid for next year because I apparantly did a piss poor job on my FOUR ONLINE COURSES. Four online courses for which I got all the work in, and did EVERYTHING for. Even when I had to double up on acting class late in the semester just to get what would be my one passing grade (B+).

So, once again, it's raining shit on Chris Dorman. Turns out nothing will in fact ever love me, and all of my dreams mean nothing.

Going back to Millersville in the fall? Not fucking happening, because I won't be able to get financial aid there either.

Getting the fuck out of Doylestown? Not fucking happening, because apparantly it's a great idea to keep me the fuck in this miserable center of everything I despise in this world. That will keep me in good mental health.

Oh and speaking of good mental health -- why did I use the word KEEP there? Because now I am calling a shrink tomorrow to go and find out what has been so wrong with me the past almost fucking year.

It's almost impossible to describe what it feels like for a perfectionist to be removed from their track. Getting the boot at Millersville was slightly startling to me, but now finding out that my new track, the one I had built to fix the flaws of the old track.. yeah that's just not gonna be able to go into operation, because some giant invisible guy is emptying the shit buckets from the heavens... funny how it's all landing in one place EVERY TIME.

Anyway, I'm gonna go fucking sleep now. And tomorrow the job search starts. Annnnnnd fuck.

Spiteful love,
Chris

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that's right... I'm alive... cry later.

Anyway... new years, irish carbombs, Gerald Ford, blah blah blah the real point is ...

L I B E R A T I O N!!!!!

I no longer work for the Cocaine industry which is fantastic but a shame at the same time... because I'm currently unemployed... but let's look past that and at the good things upcoming in 2007.

I finally got an e-mail from a band that saw my posting on Craig's List... sweet.

I am taking four easy ass classes at Bucks next semester (which is why I'm up at 4:30 AM, because I am NOT going to sleep just to wake up at 8 to trek out to Newtown)

Annnnd other stuff, I'm just not feeling very bloggy at the moment, but I promise you all, there will be updates... sooo you can start commenting again...

Second point of this. I'm back, bitches... be afraid... be VERY afraid...

Love,
Chris

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Nothing yet from Craigslist.

Damn it.

Anyway, here's some of my weekend.

Friday wasn't much of a big deal, got to Massachusetts, went to Methuen to check into the hotel, then visited my grandmother. Stayed there for a while, then went to my brother's place to see him, his wife, Scrappy the pitbull, and of course the children. Good times abound.

Saturday, possibly the climax of the weekend, went back to my Meme's (my grandma, crazies) and then the whole damn family showed up. Which pretty much means:

My millionaire cousin, Eric.
My Uncle Jim
My Uncle Mac
My Uncle Mike
My Aunt Becky
My Aunt Sheila
My cousins Dawn Marie and Tammy with their kids
My cousin Clint who I haven't seen in TEN YEARS due to... well prison. Yes, the Dormans cover the entire spectrum, from millionaires to parolees.

It was really cool because my dad and all of his siblings were in the same room for the first time in a long time.

And Eric. Don't get me started on Eric. He is absolutely hysterical, he hasn't seen me in two years, walks in and says "you're drinking a beer?! holy shit....... that means there's beer though, right?" He is just hysterical, I went outside to make a phone call and halfway through it he calls from inside the house, drunk, and says "what are you doing... come back in... HANG UP ON YOUR GIRLFRIENDS AND COME IN!"

Forty-one years old, and still rocking, Eric Dorman, ladies and gentlemen.

Anyway, went to Bobby's again later that night, ate dinner there. Fantastic stuff.

Sunday, the main event, the Baptism of Jesse Frietas Dorman. I rocked the house as Godfather, didn't drop the candle like my lousy brother did at Daniel's baptism. And that went well. It felt like I was finally getting rid of my Catholicism, and transferring it to the kid. So that was nice.

The meal afterward wasn't all that bad, great food, somewhat shoddy service, I mean what Godfather anywhere has had to wait 45 minutes for a diet coke?

Anyway, we went to Meme's one more time after that said bye to her, then stopped by Bobby's again to say bye to them and the kids, and of course the pitbull. So that was fun too.

Monday, we drove back. After a couple hours in Delaware I drove back to PA... and missed my exit to get on the Blue Route... ended up in Center City, Philly making a b-line for Billy Penn's ballsack... which SUCKED .. I don't wanna talk about the drive.

Annnnnd fin.

Love,
Chris

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Well it was a long but overall great weekend.

Christening went well.

More on all of that later.

Just posted to Craigslist ... hopefully someday soon I'll get an e-mail from somebody who wants to get some music going as much as I do... thought things were working out well with etheracide, but it appears they've gone another direction and I couldn't be happier for them. C-M, Chad, and Brian are incredibly talented, and I wish all the best to them, so I hope nobody gets me wrong as far as that goes.

But right now, I am way too tired, and I need sleep.. time to hook up ye ol' sleeping machine.

And no that isn't a euphemism, I need a machine to sleep or else I die... HOORAY!!!!

Love,
Chris

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Oh man.

So I'm heading up to Massachusetts tomorrow with my father and brother for the Christening (which is Sunday).

So here's what I can expect from this weekend:

-Seeing family that I haven't seen in two years, which includes about 10 Aunts and Uncles and about 20 cousins.

-Seeing my last surviving grandparent, my dad's mother. Sweet lady.

-Going to my brother Bob's house about once a day to see the kids.

I love going to Bob's house. I don't get to see him all that often so it's good to go up there and see exactly what an absolute success story looks like. Bob had cancer at a very young age, and after fighting through that (he still walks with a limp, 20 years later) he has gone on to be a huge success. He is the head of Physical Therapy at a major Boston Hospital, he has a beautiful wife and two beautiful kids, not to mention a kick-ass somehow friendly pitbull. Not to mention the many, many degrees from so many educational institutions that just guaruntee him a job at any hospital at any given moment.

And it's good to see it for one reason. All of the success and good things that came to him didn't JUST come to him. He's worked his ass off his entire life and now it is starting to pay off. It's just amazing to see what you can do when you just actually try. It's a hell of an inspiration just to go up there and be around him. And yet the man is humble.

And as per usual, when I come back from Massachusetts I will probably want to be a doctor again. It has been a dream of mine for years to go to school for medicine and actually go through with it all, go to grad school, and become a doctor. But I've only known one person who successfully did that, and it was Bobby. Everybody else I have personally known hasn't been able to, and honestly, whenever I think about it, I belive that I can't either.

If only I could just not think about it.

Anyway, that was one hell of a tangent, let's get back to the real point of this weekend excursion.

I can NOT wait to see my Godson for the first time. I've seen pictures of Jesse, but just like with Daniel (Jesse's older brother), I know it won't set in what this kid is to me until I hold him for the first time. I just hope the little bugger is good at the Christening and doesn't start to cry, haha.

All in all, it should be a fun weekend. And I'll try to update at some point during it. I wouldn't expect anything until at least Monday or Tuesday, though. Sorry, folks.. I'm not a machine.

Love,
Chris

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So I took a four-day weekend. I feel like I've earned it.

Now of course this meant skipping class Friday and work on Saturday, but I doubt either of them really missed me all that much.

So I drove out Thursday... why? Because it was Hell Night for TKE, baby. I saw my second pledge class go through (yeah, I'm about a year away from being an old head) and with my good pal Kirk involved in this one, the night was much more fun... some notes from Thursday night's festivities:

-The looks on the new brother's faces when they got in... always funny because at least two don't believe it... trust me, it never misses.

-How quickly the party comes together after they're initiated. Within twenty minutes the damn house was full of people.

-Kirk driving us back to the dorm, with Bob Pryor in our trunk screaming Tenacious D lyrics.

-Bob getting out of the trunk and face planting in the parking lot.

Among several other things.

I won't go into great detail about the rest of the weekend, sufficing to say it was a fantastic time at Sig Pi's party, and at the XAT Date Party (aka sleep deprived Chris meets Jack Daniels for the first time in a LONG ASS TIME and finally gets a good amount of sleep).

Can't wait to go back... it won't be until the second semester... c'mon time machine for Hannukah...

Love,
Chris

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