The Anticipation is Killing Me.

I went to the doctor today.
I got a Hepatitis A shot. A Hepatitis B shot. A meningitis shot. A PCB tuberculosis skin test. And they pricked my finger. I go back on Wednesday and I will get a tetanus shot.

I go to the dentist tomorrow.
I will get three cavities filled.

This week rocks!

So I'm reading Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix and then Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince in anticipation for the new movie and the seventh novel. I am unbelievably excited, folks. It should be rad.

I love popsicles.

This post is kind of just a bunch of nonsense. But so am I.

Crayons Can Melt On Us For All I Care.

Man.

I am in a weird mood right now. I am sort of.
I dunneveno. It's odd.

I just saw Relient K. It was very odd and unexpected. Levi called me Monday, "Are you going to see Relient K on Thursday?"
"What?" said I. "Relient K? You're sure that Relient K is playing on Thursday?"
"Yeah," said he, "I heard it on the radio."
"You're positive?"
"Yeah."
"You're positive?"
"Well now that you're questioning me, no. But I'll make sure."

Incidentally, he was completely correct. It was just a bit of an acoustic set. Only six songs. But it was pretty mega rad and everything. I was like three feet away from Relient K. Odd.

I really think that everything just gets better as it goes along, you know? I love every day more and more every day.

But this odd feeling that I was saying about just a second ago. It's in my gut. Like I want to get naked and drive around. Like something really wonderful is going to happen. Like all of my hopes and fears are going to come crashing down in a heap of future happenings. And I won't know what to do because of the exquisite wonderfulness of it all. I'm not sure how that and driving naked coincide, but it seems they do.

I love love love love love The Honorary Title.

This One Goes to...100?!?.

That's right, folks. This is my one hundredth post on Blogger. I had over one hundred posts on MySpace, but it's safe to say that a lot of those were crap, and only a few are in existence today.

Any way, in celebration of this most wondrous moment, here are one hundred things I like in no particular order. Seriously. One hundred. Feel free to close this window.

1. The new Life cereal with the yogurt crunchies.
2. Rock and Roll.
3. Matty.
4. Big, goofy, women's sun glasses.
5. Trees.
6. Chelsea Dodd.
7. Dance Gavin Dance
8. Globes.
9. Dina.
10. KFC.
11. Pan's Labyrinth
12. Opening wrapped gifts.
13. Wrapping gifts.
14. Slip-on Vans.
15. Driving.
16. Swallows.
17. The lake.
18. Slurpees from 7/11.
19. Español.
20. Road trips.
21. Live Music.
22. Jerry's Snocones.
23. The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.
24. Lightning bugs.
25. Stirring orchestra music.
26. Getting goosebumps.
27. Plaid.
28. Subway.
29. Humid summer nights.
30. Playing tag.
31. Making a noise like a pterodactyl.
33. The desert Southwest.
34. Mr. Goodbar.
35. Kisses.
36. Hair cuts.
37. IBC root beer.
38. Popsicles.
39. Pears.
40. Rainbows.
41. Dopey hats.
42. Three piece suits.
43. Running.
44. Saying things like "Hii Ya!!," "Extreme" and "Karate."
45. Sonic.
46. Pickles.
47. Cartoons.
48. Antihistamines.
49. Being me.
50. Being a teenager.
51. Driving down Highway 70 real fast.
52. Tube socks.
53. Photographs.
54. Blowing bubbles.
55. Swing sets.
56. Star Wars!
57. Windows down.
58. Singing (badly).
59. Doodling.
60. Magazines.
61. Thick novels.
62. Ramen.
63. Scrub bottoms.
64. FOUR SQUARE.
65. Watching fútbol.
66. Playing vidjoe games.
67. Ultimate.
68. SLEEP.
69. Maps.
70. Family.
71. Pop-tart cartoons.
72. Below-the-ankle socks.
73. Tee shirts.
74. Lava lamps.
75. Parties.
76. Orange juice.
77. Fleece blankets.
78. Starbucks.
79. Hoodies.
80. My cousin Reed.
81. My brother Reed.
82. Naps.
83. The woods.
84. The relief of peeing after having to go REALLY BADLY.
85. Making plans.
86. Going with the flow.
87. College.
88. Showering.
89. Being tan.
90. Soft, warm cookies.
91. Pretending to be foreign.
92. Cracking my knuckles.
93. Laughing.
94. Telling really bad jokes.
95. Boats.
96. Banging on drums, pots, anything that will make loud noises.
97. Cowboy boots.
98. Wearing a watch.
99. Drawing with crayons.
100. LIFE.

Well, there you have it, folks.

Good day to you.