PatRod ©

Great movies on Friday with my sisters and brother, Dates with Diana to wherever the hell she takes me, Tennis, The Beach, Working for FedEx on the ramp surrounded by airplanes, Drinking nights with my sisters and Ben, Baseball games on the TV (GO CUBS) and at Wrigley, Living in the best city in the world, Chicago, Playing with Hence The Name, driving whatever car I can steal, drinking Ginger Ale, watching my hair change color, dealing with all the pets in my house, worshiping the man, Dave Grohl, making top 5 lists a la High Fidelity, playing with my new phone, the Sony Ericsson Walkman phone, W600i, listening to music in SURROUND SOUND, playing games in SURROUND SOUND, getting yelled at by Diana in SURROUND SOUND (lol), working at the Store of DEATH and always surviving, thinking up new ways to explain why whatever music I don't like sucks, then retracting my statements because I start to like it, Contradicting myself, Family trips to Walt Disney World (which Diana is now a part of), Improve, singing a song and then improving the words when I want to say something, witting lyrics, sleeping, constantly re-evaluating my life, hating things one minute and loving them the next, laughing at morons, getting laughed at by morons, thinking up new things to say in a conversation days, weeks, months, even years after the fact, pondering the "what if's?" of life, doing stupid myspace surveys, updating xanga, coming up with one liners that annoy people, making people feel stupid, wishing I had more money, falling for deals that aren't deals at all, looking for the cheapest and the best at the same time, never being able to afford anything worthwhile, breaking everything I can afford, allowing Diana to be my voice of reason, conscience and reality, holding grudges, riding my bike, thinking up the ways I'll teach my new born cousin to play baseball, looking at the Nintendo Revolution and drooling, playing shows to 14 year old nobodies, making people work to discover how I really feel, wishing I won the huge lottery that just happened, thinking about what would have happened if I didn't go to Demo Day 2002, adding to my music collection, saying everything i want to do and meaning it, then forgeting I ever said it, reading those things called books, sporting the PatRod hat, saving money for one thing and spending it on something else, debating over what to say in things like these, writing out my plans for when I get famous, trying to make my room look cool but always ending up with a large mess that no one is allowed to see outside of Diana, stumbling across bands that no one else likes, hating bands that everyone else stumbles across and likes (then liking them later), rewriting my music dictionary, eating spicy nacho Doritos, Diet Pepsi, admiring my wall, living in the same green barnyard house for 20 years and never wanting to leave, wondering when life is supposed to start, hoping I haven't missed it, finding things I lost and forgot about years ago, finding garbage in my room from years ago, bringing fresh garbage into my room, starting things I know I'm never going to finish, not caring, not regretting anything, being content while wishing for more, appreciating the lyrical genius of songwriters who are otherwise forgotten due to idiots who care more for popularity and status then actual talent, wishing I had the talent to write stuff like that, wondering why crappy music keeps winning Grammy's, thinking I could do have the shit I see on TV, trying and realizing I'm a moron, taking pictures and always trying to look stupid and or funny, laughing at the retarded pictures people put up here, wondering why people get so into myspace, hoping I never get that bad, living life, having fun and finally, wondering why you read all this.