U.N.K.L.E. toys!?!!! WHOA!!! uber-radness.

Can you spell unkle? I can.

NO PAM"S HOUSE THURSDAY NIGHT
SATURDAY AFTERNOON INSTEAD

To celebrate our safe return from conquering both the desert and the city of sin, as well as the homecoming jubilee of our guitarist, LIME cordially invites to partake in the following event (as posted on indecline.net):

May 7th @ stars (105st 82ave)
Change methodical (allstar headliner)
Stillframe (methodrecords.com)
Totheteethtothehilt (red deer post hardcore)
LIME (edmonton up and comers)

Doors at 9pm
no minors
7 bux


And I shall leave you all with a quote from Dan of Our Mercury: "yo, lime is the shiz-nit, these brothas are comin' on up, fantastic dudes, check em out."

In other words: our band has been officially sanctioned as having potential for coolness.

just registered for some Fall classes....shit i feel like skipping them already...this can't possibly be a good sign.

Drill-bit guy and Tron-costume guy, meet nail-gun guy:

An X-ray image from Providence Holy Cross Hospital in Los Angeles shows 6 nails embedded in the skull of Isidro Mejia.

well, no one thinks they're on the far side of any spectrum... there's almost always someone more extreme
plus we always judge things from where we see them ourselves
not that I'm defending him or anything... wacko


oh, and Andy, love it. It brings Captain Planet to a whole new light.
I used to watch that show all the time, but I never liked Ma-Ti much, so it's about time.
all that stupid "heart" stuff... who needs heart anyway? :p

okay, what am I doing?
Director? am I crazy?
Can I actually do this? I know less than half the stuff I need to.
Holy shit, there are so many things coming up now.
I've got close to 10 meetings already scheduled.
And I don't even know what I need to know for those meetings.
We're hiring someone too. And the resumes I've read... wow.
Man, there's so much I could've done differently in my life.
And even now, there's so much I could be doing instead of this.

oh, right. I had no money. I guess I needed a job.
But a whole 12 months? and all this responsibility?
What was I thinking?
And you know why I applied? Half of it was guilt.
Leila and Geneva kept telling me stuff, sort of like last year and presidency.
How am I going to keep this going?


Things keep coming up like:
"you wouldn't have been hired if we didn't think you could do it"
"there's a reason we chose you" and "you're all leaders"
and there's this little voice inside of me that says:
"they're talking about you, this is you, alison"
but I don't want to believe it.
And there's another voice that says:
"sure, they picked me because no one else was available"
It's almost like I've been groomed for this my whole life,
but I don't want to see it.
And what comes next? anything? nothing?

maybe this will lead to some crazy coup d'etat,
or world takeover, like we'd planned, eh Par?
What else could there be?