so. the time is 6 o'clock in the AM PST (that's Phil Standard Time) and phil can no longer sleep. i'm sure you can see the dillema. i was hoping i could recalla dream or 6 to record in my nifty new dream journal i got from my wonderful, stunningly beautiful girlfriend. it's mused me to start writing down my dreams and actually interpreting them again, which is cool because the last time i've done that was about 7 years ago.

spent the weekend at mary's, which was of course a good ol' time. started out lovely with my surprising her by picking her up at school...i do so enjoy seeing her smile and making her happy. and being the awesomely awesome smart person she is, she figured out my "good" present i got her for christmas...i guess it's sort of my fault though, what with my eyes that know not how to keep secrets.

i'm awaiting a call from DHL telling me how i fared at pissing in that cup. i'd better get this job...i need money. stupid economy. we should all be socialists. nah that's stupid. you should all just give me your money. yeah. that would work out nicely. well...get crackin. slackers.

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dammit! i can't sleep. i can't wait.

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at the moment i'm eating one of my favorite wawa meals - a ham and cheese sandwich with my coff...vas de fic? where the hell is my coffee? ahh shiz. probably in the car.
::runs outside::
ahh. much better 'cept for the fact that i stubbed my toe on the stupid stupid step to the door on the way in. stupid me. ::smacks forehead::

so it's been a while since i've written in this thing. wel, to sum things up i have, as per usual, been sucking at life. didn't get invited back to the cadet camp next week, which sucks. i have a notion to just bust my ass and go back anyway to shove it all in tom's face and be like "yeah..yeah..you like that don't you? what? you want more? ok....DENIED BIOTCH." and the such. then he'll be all "oh..oh my. fu fu fu phil....you are the best player to ever grace my snareline. puh puh puh please march center snare for me." to which i reply "f you in the a with a big glass d buddy." realistically though, i do still want to get better and go back. but the chances are just so slim, it's very discouraging. then there's the xmen idea. they're div 1. pretty much easy in. div 1. decent battery techs. div 1. i'd learn a lot. div 1. slightly less moola. then there's lvk thing. they're going div 2 (pfffft i'll believe it when i see it). much less benjamins to be given up. i'd be tapping. bah. don't wanna think about it.

on a sappier note, i get to spend a long weekend with mary starting tomorrow afternoon. save for the few hours i was there last hump day, this is the longest i've gone without seeing her in a long time. long distance relationships do suck in the respect. and i told myself i'd never get involved in another 4 years ago...but this is completely worth it. in the two decades of walking the earth, i can't recall a happier point in time. she is the love of my life.

now i must be off to my job interview type thing. smell ya later

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listening to: fats domino mood: lacking the awesomeness in my life

here as i sit with my enormous bowl of cereal - reflecting on the past six days...god, it was like tour again. this near entire week will be dubbed the mary show and let me tell you, that = awesome. i do so enjoy having her around. to wake up next to her on my birthday was a present itself. oh yes, the wily ways of my dear voluptuous xyri are always accepted.

yes, twas my birthday on saturday. spent it drumming for LVK in slightly more to the north of the normal eastbumble fuck, PA in which i frequent. that was ok i guess. mary was there so of course that was good. it looks like i'll be tapping if i march LVK - which is cool. i think it would be much more fun to have some authority and control of the tempo there. but at the same time i feel like a cocksmoker because i'm not really telling JR what my plans are. but i suppose it will all be fine, as i don't invision myself in the cadets anyway. we shall see.

on a not so cool note, i awoke to find my stupid, stupid cat had vommited on the staircase. i've decided to not clean it up for the following reasons: A) i'm lazy. 2) it will be really funny to watch my jackass brother step in it as he flies up the stairs when he comes home from school. reason number the third) it's my sister's cat so she should clean that crap up.

crap indeed.

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so i got back yesterday evening from the ass end of NJ where my audition was. it went reasonably well. i had a good time and learned some shtuff. looking forward to the next camp in two weeks. this weekend is LVK...we'll see how that goes. i really hope i don't end up missing the banquet on the 19th for the cadet camp, as i would enjoy being at the LVK banquet.

at the moment i'm rather pissed off - i went to wawa before for no real reason but i figured whilst i was there i'd purchase something to drink. i wasn't thirsty in the slightest, but i figured i'd want it later. as you may have guessed i have misplaced it and am now very very very in need of that orange drink. damn you....me. dammit.

now it is T-minus 1 day and counting before i see mary for the first time in seven years...ok, maybe it's been a week. quiet. but the fact remains, she'll be here for three days, and that floats my boat better than buoyancy. oh shit. i spelled that totally correctly without help from that stupid spell check. i deserve a cookie. no wait, i deserve that damn orange drink. damn the man.

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-her grin is as big and goofy as mine when i lay eyes on her

-because i love her

-she steals my artilces of clothing, particularly a hoodie at a cold stadium somewhere out west

-she gives me a reason to drive 300 miles for overwhelming happiness

-she is every bit as horny as i

-NOSE

-she likes my holy jeans

-she makes my heart go "boom" at the sound of that delightful moocow

-i too enjoy a good snuddling

-she fits so well in my arms

-she has superb taste in music

-a demon in the sack

-a giver of the best premature birthday gifts

-....golfball!

-she has been dug

-she is a percussionist

-her personality is a perfect match for me

-she makes me glad...appreciative to be me

-bearer of the most attractive hips you will EVER see

-she wears my underwear

-the look she uses to distract me from driving

-she snorts when she laughs

-her inheirited squeek

-a butt that won't quit

-she's mine

-seduction face

-she isn't as good as me at putt-putt

-she doesn't like me paying for everything

-magnetic blue/green eyes i can just fall in to

-she has the need to make people go "whaaa?" and so enjoys it

-no one else can allure me so doing abslutely nothing

-dances in her living room

-the ratpure that follows our first kiss

-she returns my love

thanks for rocking my socks off, mary.

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