The Leader of the Pack. Vroom! Vrooom!

…My folks were always putting him down! Down! Down! They said he came from the wrong side of town. What do you mean when you say that he came from the wrong side of town…

Ha ha. Wow! I haven’t posted in a week. Sorry! I just looked at the little display on the side, and I’m leaving in 2 months and 10 days! Baaaam. I’ve been uber busy with school, and the impending project doom is almost as terrifying as zombies.

I did find some time to go out. AND I didn’t drink (and thus saved money). I ate though. Cheap $1.25 pizza. Twice. And some Fresca. I love the way it makes my throat burn.

Hopefully my friends post some pictures on facebook in the next few days and some of them are interesting. Oh yeah, and as you probably guessed, I didn’t sing Total Eclipse of the Heart last night. I changed things up a bit with The Leader of the Pack, brutalized the ears of my fellow bar-goers, and dance-dance revolutioned. On the dance floor - not one of those intense Japanese arcade machines. I love it when people singe Evanescence… terribly. It calls for some serious interpretive dancing.