Tuesday, March 30, 2004

Yurkos song of the day: Psycho Circus- by KISS

"I thought she was a sandwich"

Salutations of a greeting sort to all of you with whose eyes you are now parusing a read of this "fine" site. Comin at ya with a rather dull and tired tuesday night post. I apolgize in advance if this makes little to no sense as for the fact that i am running off a cold, 3 hours of sleep and currently doing a physics lab (whooo.....oo...o). Err yah, so im not exactaly on the happy side of insanity as of now so we shalt see where this goes eh? Regardless the irony is not lost upon me about how i stated it would be a short post last one but turned out to be a big monster of a snooze fest in typed format. Oddly enough ive realised that usually when i say it will be short they tend to be mostly on the long side; my theory is that usually i say short when i am bored and since when i am bored i tend to ramble on more than usual...

rammblleee... yah i had thought up a few things to say on todays post but rather conveniently i seem to have misplaced those thoughts; methinks i need to get a better filing system but hey those cost money. So yah, stupid colds; i swear there is nothing in the world that i hate more than a god damn cold, especially when its just starting to get damn nice outside!! Well ok racist idiots rate rather hight up there on the list but still colds are evil, pure unaltered evil! Although a mild cold that only affects me during the day i can live with but the kind i have now i cant in any way shape or form. Dear god, sleep is crucial to the yurko machine and when something makes me stay awake for god knows how many hours last night it is not cool at all. Lazy ass immune system if i wasnt so lazy i would whip it into shape.

I must say that guitar lessons are a mixed blessing, sure the songs are a great deal of fun to play/learn (makes me feel intelligent of cultured or something "Gawrsh paw i ken play me an instuiment") but the whole pressure of the upcoming exam not to mention all the scales and such needed for it is not so cool. Sadly though its one of those things that one must suffer through, grin and bear it etc considering that it was my choice to take the damn exam (stupid yurko). Alas, anon etc. etc. Damn rest of everybody now learning the guitar, it used to be one of the few things that made yurko uniqe; the whole fact that he played the guitar but now taht everyone else is doing it i just seem to be yet another follower. Sigh.. of course im not claiming that i am some form of guitar virtuoso, in fact its my opinion that im not all that good but still its disheartening to ahve someone like victor who goes and picks it up and after a year can play circles around me (well if one could play circles around anything).. Damn him and his modesty too.. "oh im not that good.." bull shat idiot, but hey i cant complain that much; im sure that if i sat in my basement and just played my guitar in all of my free time for a year just like he did i would be just as good as him..... hmm thats going nowhere so time to switch lanes!

yah well im basically done for today, other than a mention of yet another "Proud" Yurko moment, its right up there with the face football folks. But yah basically ive decided that next time i am to participate in any form of a waterfight i must be sure to wear kleats, well that or not make random sharp turns when i am clearly gaining ground on whomever is chasing me. Not cool slightly twisted ankles though, nor realising that somehow doing a faceplant/happy slide in the grass leaves on with some nice scrapes across the chest. Stupid physics, not having the test today.. Stupid social essay tomorrow... Stupid, gay and utterly crappy Anne Tyler English book, i swear to god if i ever have to read another piece of shit by her i will scream, cry and then burn the book, damn Saint Maybe...hmmm oh yeah; yay for Ringo Starr and his uttering of todays great quote, sure alot of its hilarity is lost if you havent seen the film but damn i like it.

Till Next Ramble

The Amazing, Boring Yurko

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