A lot of good times in the past 2 weeks have kept me pretty upbeat, but as we all know people move on and go their separate ways, so in 6 months when I get back, hearts will be broken, friends will have moved out of states (and some out of country), and a few seldom others will remain the same.

I missed out on a lot when I was in Montana/Wyoming and that was only for a month and a half. The point is, I’m going to be a changed person as well. Basic training will no doubt change me in many ways. Change is adapting to your environment, it’s human nature, and I love it.

I know it’s still 6 months away, but I do want to live in Ohio but then again, it’d be nice to live in Montana again around some pretty badass folk and amazing sights. One step at a time though.

Another subject, you know who you are, I don’t know how to put it to you, but shit, wish you were here bro, I kinda bailed when everyone else was when I should of been helping you out, ever after all the continuous bull shit, but shit is going your way for once.

Here come the best times of our lives, “we’re all young, wreckless, and make dumb choices” (thanks Chuck). I think I can live by that statement. Good luck.

Enough emo nonsense, enjoy these pictures.

We drew this on someone un-named when he passed out (as well as other various things).

Skating at La Mendola with Ricky and Bryan. I never tire of that place.

I’m gonna miss all of you (by all of you I mean anyone on my top friends list, ugh, Myspace I know). If you can get to me within the next 4 days with your address, I will probably write you while there. That about sums it up. With all that being said, let’s get to one final item: as you may have heard from news stations such as CNN, I am NOT pregnant and I DO NOT smoke rocks. Lates.

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Here’s the list of members that came (left to right in photo):
jHatFeeled (me)
danieljohnsonjr
AnnOhio
nfriedly

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BITCH THIS IS CHUMP CHANGE!

FABULOUS!

WALDONONYMOUS!

NUDE!

THIS IS WALDOOOOOO!

F__K YOU!

Original Waldo image courtesy of a Google Images search.

Something like that.

Just now I was watching CNN and Anderson Cooper was reviewing some questions of the recent Youtube Debate.

Then this question comes: What’s to like and dislike about the candidate to your left?

After seeing the responses, Ron Paul was the only candidate that actually answered the question straightforward. He didn’t go off topic by making a joke about Hillary’s coat or by answering the question with ‘nothing about him is unlikable’.

Ron Paul you have my vote as of now. I’ve been following you with the social networking (notably digg and reddit) craze.

Note: yes I’m interested in the ‘08 election, we don’t need another bush, as his approval rating fell to 25% this month of July 2007 and the Congress approval rating is varying in between 20%-35% this month of July 2007.

Continuing for now, my car has this issue. It’s called not having a key to unlock the doors. Basically I own this Cavalier that has an absence of a key for a door. We’ll get back to that in a minute.

Anyways, this weekend, once again, was great. We went up to Indian Lake to go camping. We, standing for a ton of relatives that I’m too lazy to list off.

Saturday was a decent day. We drove back to Huber Heights, to get this yappy dog my mom and step-dad adore too much to leave at the house. So I go to open my car door when we get back but it’s locked… The day before I asked my sister to roll up my window because we had already left the house. Fuck, shit, ass, damnit. She locked the doors as well. My car is closed up like a pair of legs on a nun.

We then go pick up my cousin Nick from Piqua and head back up to the campsite. We go to the beach, swim, and later on they make a sand castle, while I build Sand Tits Mountain (it’s something to do with a past time). I go back sleep in until I absolutely have to wake up.

Sunday we pack everything and head to the dock area. We’re ready to get going, to go tubing. We’re out there and have a grand time. I guess you could say it’s better than what I normally do, which is sitting around, with no more close friends near me. Example below of how it tops my normal day:

It’s Monday now, my car is still closed up, and I shaved my head completely (military style). I guess sooner than later it’ll happen.

Call me Prv. Skinhead but I’m joining the National Guard for Chemical Operations. I swear in on Thursday and will be heading to basic training for 9 weeks as soon as I can.

More updates ahead. Out.

Then letting the sun beat on me….

Then trying to sit down and relax on a couch with crispy skin…

Yeah no picture for that. But you can imagine it right?

Oh well, Yahoo Pool! ftw, sunburn ftl, it evens out. Eventually.

I do like it out here, but financially I’m getting scrown [The Jah Dictionary] noun: the multiple tense of screwed.

This sucks truly, I’m kinda torn on what I should do, but for now I know I will flourish the Huber Heightian empire again with my buds until I really can say I’m ready to make this oversized move again without little planning.

Mine untruly,
Bob McDennis Josh

PS: here’s a picture for putting up with my straight forward message.

Will Smith in elementary school…

Nirvana in middle school…

These bands in middle/high school…

These old shows that reran during high school…

These bands now…

These kinda shows now…

Maybe when I get older, but for now, it’s this and that. My shit is currently wizzeak!

It’s at the very bottom of the player, and the song name is Falynn (prounouned ‘fallon’).

It’s a good song check it out.

+ Pay phones steal your money. Bastards.
+ Gas prices in Chicago, IL are $3.89 a gallon. Ohio is lucky.
+ I learned a bit of Russian from a couple Asians. I forget it now though.
+ Some guy in Minnesota has issues with his girlfriend.
+ Emo girls will talk to you if you have a guitar with you.
+ Taco John’s becomes the new Taco Bell restaurant.

The things I discover on the arrival to Montana.

+ My back hurts. Damnit.
+ Looking at mountains is a good stress reliever.
+ This is nice.

More on this. On Friday I left, arrived here at 3pm. The bus was 45 minutes late to get here. I get to the bus station and I’m wondering where my ride is. I start walking town because I figured they just went back home for a bit. I know of someone that works at a place called Taco John’s so I ask where that is. I find out and start walking. I get there to find out he wasn’t working.

I head back. It was a good 20 minute walk. As walking back to the station, Lacey pulls up and yells “Josh!!”. I get in the Jeep. It was great. I got to stop by her parents to drop off her grandma, graduation just got done with and her grandparents were in town.

I start riding over to my new roommates. We call them and they were like, “can’t come over now problems with landlord.” I’m like alright, lets go show me around town I guess? So we drive around, I get this nice picture of me up on this huge hill, the mountains behind me (I will post later once Lacey uploads it).

Later we end up going to a thing in Bozeman with her friend Landon at church. It was pretty nice. I was really tired and out of it.

We’re coming home from that and trying to find out about the situation over at the new living quarters and they said they were having problems with some new law about possible fire hazards in the basement. I end up staying at a hotel but when I’m there Lacey finds me a place to stay while that is getting fixed. I end up falling asleep.

I wake up to myself. First thing was to get ahold of Lacey for a ride from the hotel. I eventually find a ride from Vince. After that I got to meet Jeremy. Well while they are getting ready to go to work I head out with Lacey until Chuck (temporary kickass roommate) was able to get off work.

We planned to hang out all day until Chuck was able to get off work. We go to some art galleries and she shows me a little more around town. We go down to Yellowstone River and chill over it on this bridge for a while. It was nice then we head to the park to go talk about just what’s going on and things of that nature.

After that we head back over to where I should be living to meet up with Chuck. I talk with everyone for awhile. Then Chuck arrives and we all hang out in the back patio. She’s really cool, everyone’s really cool. And it seems everyone is pretty cool with me too.

Well, Lacey was able to buy a new phone, then she had to head down to Wyoming for the week until the weekend comes. Chuck and I leave soon afterwards. Her place is pretty nice. That’s where I am until Friday, until the hazard issue gets settled.

Out for not too much longer. Peace.

My car kinda took a crap on my chest, so Wyoming is a dull idea now. But I have been offered a place to stay in Montana not too far from Wyoming. It’ll be great meeting new people. Maybe join a band? Haha, really.

Travel Information

Departing
DAYTON, OH / Jun 1st, 2007 08:20pm

Arriving
LIVINGSTON, MT / Jun 3rd, 2007 02:40pm

Schedule

I want to wish all my friends Ohio the best of luck. Most of all, Brian, I’m really sorry I couldn’t help you with the ticket, but in the end you did find someone. I felt like shit when I found out I couldn’t help you. I hope all goes well back in Utah, I will be two states away, you should come visit sometime. I will be focusing on a few things out there. Until I return, my bfhd is on hiatus. Word.

See Friday there was this party someone (name not mentioned for the sake of my life) threw at my apartment. I didn’t really care as long as it stayed in the basement. I’m upstairs, on my computer pretty much during that time. I fall asleep and I wake up. It’s Saturday and $20 of mine is missing.

On Saturday, someone (name not mentioned for the sake of my life) came home to his beer missing. Kudos Aaron. He owes you a transmission anyways, I see that as a fair trade off.

Person G: Wait, opportune moment! Somethings missing, let’s grab more for personal gain.

After that and during that day, our neighbors PlayStation 2 came up missing (which we were borrowing), more money, and my camera. Oh and also my cell phone charger. I know someone that uses my cell phone charger when she’s over, because she has the same cell phone. I’ve never liked that carpet muncher. I’m surprised patches of carpet aren’t missing too.

Someone (name not mentioned for the sake of my life) starts moving his stuff out that day too. Hmm coincidence? Maybe.

I leave this person a voice mail letting him know I’m packing whatever is still there up. He calls me back, leaves me a voice mail saying he’ll kick my ass if I touch his stuff. I can’t risk anymore confrontation so I call the cops.

After he gets back from his mommas the cops show up. It was so funny when the cop told him to grow up and just grab his things. His face was priceless. I wish I had a camera but do remember it was stolen.

With him gone I feel safe so Ricky, Bryan, and I head out for the night. Before we left we set up beer bottle up in the basement window and behind every door just to see if anything is moved.

We’re down at Aaron’s the next day after dropping Ricky off at summer camp and head to Turtle Creek flea market. My car has trouble down there, great, just like Tony the Tiger. Finally after letting it cool down we get back to his house fine. Then we and wait for Brian to get back with Aaron’s parents so I could talk to him.

My car is then looked at. It’s fine, we add some coolant, and it was running fine. On the way back to Brick City. About 10 minutes away on Route 4, my car gets really hot. I get off at the nearest exit. As I’m pulling into this parking lot, I hear something pop then afterwards I can hear my coolant draining.

I get out check out the puddle and it’s dripping severely. I can feel heat all around the motor. Not good at all, smoke, the mix. My head this entire time wasn’t even focused on fixing it. I have plans already set at the end of this week. The timing for this interruption is none the less good. I can either get a plane ticket or bus ride right?

Luckily my step dad is able to get it towed over to his house. I get a ride from my Aunt and Uncle. From there I went to my house over to my cousin’s. I get a ride from him to the apartment.

The front door is unlocked. What the fuck? Alright the way I set it up in the basement window trap was if they tried to get in, and jumped down it would’ve broke some beer bottles under a large piece of wood. None were broken.

I look upstairs afterwards, grabbing the closet weapons, a hammer and a Smirnoff bottle. My Xbox is gone along with some other various items. I’m not even the littlest pissed off. No broken windows, how’d did these people get in? I know who it was, who’s the only other one that had a key? I call the cops again. They finally show up around at midnight.

I get that settled. I really don’t feel safe there so Bryan offers to stay the night. We chill up until probably 2:00am and then I pass out after taking cough medicine.

All in all I’m not at all worried. Hopefully someday this dumbass (name not mentioned for the sake of my life) realizes he ain’t grown. I run thi$ bitch. Damn it feels good to be a gangsta.

Flaws are just another puzzle piece of life. You don’t have to compensate for your flaws. Vaguely you look deeper and deeper finding any fail in any idea at all. Meanwhile you break down and find the positive results.

For every action there is an equal and opposite reaction. Good thoughts always have a negative one following along, prancing more noticeably, but you mostly ignore them. Call those negative thoughts attention whores. They are horrible and only reek of emotional sadness.

Likewise I have thrown my discarded attention whores into a trashcan in my mind. The trashcan magically grows exponentially while items are added. The staggering height and weight makes it indestructible. But c’mon wouldn’t you want to destroy it?

No I wouldn’t.

Moving to Wyoming for a couple of months, where I have a chance to meet new people, discover the non city life landscapes, and overall just get to relax and focus on what I actually want to do with my life, is no more than a choice.

Is this choice a flaw? Only if I don’t focus on what I want to achieve.

June 1st is my first focus. If I don’t leave by then, it will never get done, because my focus is blindsided. Go damnit go!

Call them comic mad libs.

While reading the Wikipedia article just now, I saw this:
It has been confirmed that the band has reunited from their vacation and has begun writing a new album, but will not be touring this year.[1]

In other related news, Emigrate, the debut album of Richard Z. Kruspe’s solo project has been scheduled to be released on August 31st, 2007!

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