I have made some more Myspace friends which are very nice to listen to. Go there and look at my friends you don't recognize.

For all of you wanting to celebrate Noah's Return, the following things will happen at some time:

1. Screenings of Frankenhooker and Bloodsuckers From Outer Space, and The Juggernaut, Bitch!!!
   
2. Dairy Challenge
3. XC Croquet
4. An evening of Shrek II and Cutlery Corner
   
5. "What-ev" LOTR tournament
6. Late night jam sessions
7. Tube steak consumption
8. Conner punching me in the junk
9. Checking for fevers
10. Patrick from Texas

Ravi struck at 16:06

I have never posted before noon... during the day... in bed... so here it is!

I have also never posted while sitting on the john... so here it is!

Everyone get ready for BOTF!

Ravi struck at 11:48

I finally started painting today. It took an hour or two to get back into the swing of things. I had my touch back by the afternoon, though. I had forgotten the most important thing about painting: Do not let yourself think you are almost done. I was severely let down a few times when I found out how much more there was to do. I had also forgotten how to control my thoughts so I didn't get so bored. That also came back after a few hours. My arm is pretty tired, as I have not had it raised and painting all day since August. Tomorrow I will paint a garage door... Workin' man!

Ravi struck at 15:25

The moment has finally arrived: I am sitting in my new room in my new house knowing that I will never step foot inside the place in which I have lived since before I had memories. I took pictures of all the places in which I spent the most time. I had never seen them clean, much less empty. There are things I will always remember about that house. I knew what every last sound meant. I could locate a person anywhere in the house from the basement if I could hear them. I will always remember that light switch outside my room; the loudest light switch I have ever come into contact with. I will always remember that door to my downstairs bathroom and how Siri could never shut it. I will always remember sitting on the couch with Reid switching between Star Trek and baseball on the television.
That garage was host to many wars between the Fort and the Black Knights. Never again will it see such a feud between neighbors.
My kitchen was host to many "kitchen parties," which were usually insane and chuck full of some of the dumbest comments imaginable.
My fires, though not very impressive, were special. The kitchen was right there!

Am I sad? I can't really tell.
Am I looking forward to this house? No.
So, How does it feel? Wrong. The only word for it is "wrong." Separating from something that I was that accustomed to can really only result in such a feeling. I'll get over it. I'll stop thinking about it eventually. But whenever I pass by it, in the back of my mind it will always be my house.

Ravi struck at 02:56