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Singing With A Band

July 22, 2005 ... 9:55 a.m.

Mom: “I’ve seen roadkill with more common sense.”

Yesterday, I went and registered for classes. I’m only taking French and Pre-Calc. Pre-Calc is at 8:00 am. Why, yes! I have lost my mind!

French is around 10 on Wednesdays and Fridays. Math is on Mondays, Wednesdays, Thursdays and Fridays. I’ve got Tuesdays completely off, which is good, but I have Pre-Calc at 8 am on Mondays, which is bad.

Hi. My name is Eibisch and I am a bad scheduler.

Oh, well. C’est la vie.

I’ve been going through all my ELVIS-related newspapers, candy tins and record albums. I’m looking for duplicates that I can eBay. When it comes to the albums I seem, more often than not, to have 3 or 4 copies of the same album. Some are even still factory sealed. I realize this is because I am 28 and the year is 2005 and today’s music is on these fancy contraptions called “compact discs” and this new-fangled technology known as “mp3”.

Dudes, I am old school. Old. School.

I have a ton of candy tins, too. They are either Christmas or Valentine’s Day. I’m keeping the heart shaped boxes that play “Love Me Tender”, as well as any tins that have photos of him in the Army or just his Army uniform because ... rawr.

A few books, calendars and other odds and ends, too. I don’t know, maybe I’ll make enough to buy my French textbooks this term. I can only pray that the math book I am currently in possession of is the one I need because it was $83. And it was used. Ah, but I just looked it up and, alas, a completely different book is required. And my French book is $123. Quelle horreur! Sacre bleu! Etcetera, etcetera.

Okay. Everybody I said to watch the Plain White T’s video for “Take Me Away” on Fuse ... it’s not ... it isn’t ... it doesn’t ... it doesn’t showcase their personalities. Yeah, that’s it. Also, I don’t understand Tom’s hair. It ... I ... why? Why, Tom Higgenson? Why is your hair black (dark, yes, fine, but it looks like the box of dye was labeled “DEAD, LIGHT-SUCKING, SOUL-DESTROYING, INK STAIN”)? And why does it look like you bribed a 5-year-old with safety scissors to cut it? Why? WHY?

But, seriously, watch it anyway. The PWTs are wicked awesome and I love them and (even with his confusing hair) Tom is cute and I have all their albums. I have been pimping them for years! YEARS!! And do they ever play my favorite, “Show Your Face”, live? No! No, they do not. First mention of them in this here journal? December 30, 2001 -- my very first entry! I totally deserve a t-shirt. And yet, inexplicably, I have not received said shirt. They have one with palm trees -- PALM TREES, people! -- and we all know how I feel about palm trees.

I’ll just buy it myself, I suppose. Hmmph. After I do the responsible, adult thing and pay off tuition and books and stuff. Gah, being an adult sucks.

Was trying to clean up the basement this . Our basement is where my ELVIS collection is, where my sister’s Gone With The Wind is, where her office is. More important (than her stuff) is that the basement is the home of the dvd player AND the big screen tv and with football starting next month ... well a path must be cleared.

The basement is huge, but there are rolls of carpet remnants and boxes of Christmas stuff and boxes of Christmas trees and ... gah. It is a mess.

One of the bigger obstacles before me cleaning the basement is Mom. She won’t do it, she won’t really help, but she will freak out when we put anything away because we don’t do it “right”. Whatever.

It’s been two weeks, nearly 3, since Tinker died. In some ways it feels like forever and in other ways, it seems kind of like a dream -- like I dreamed it and it never happened, but I’m having a hard time deciphering reality from dream. I don’t know. Never mind. I have dreams like that sometimes, just ... yeah, never mind.

I never saw myself as one of those people who would go out and get another pet immediately but, boy, I miss having a cat. I mean, yes, I miss Tinker and I would like him back and I know another cat would not be Tinker but ... I miss having a cat. And, to be perfectly honest, I really thought we’d find two little kittens on our doorstep by now. I don’t know why.

I would really like to get a couple, but my mom isn’t interested and I think it hurts my sister to talk about a new cat. I still can’t go out and search for another one, it still feels like cheating, so I’ll have to wait until Mr. Eibisch proposes or some stragglers find their way here. No orange tabby cats, though, please. Maybe a pretty black and white or a Siamese (they’re chatty, you know).

Sigh.

SPOILER-ISH***

So, I read Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince.

I thought it was great. Rowling’s writing just gets better and better. I am both looking forward to, and dreading, the final book.

I was personally ... disappointed isn’t the right word and neither is sad or upset. I really see a lot of potential for the coming finale. I see a possible relationship developing between Harry and Draco that could be very similar to Dumbledore's and Snape's. I was pretty amazed at who died, but the more I thought about it, the more I realized it was necessary, especially for Harry. I mean, his mother standing in front of him--her love--is what saved him first, yeah? Now he has this immense amount of powerful love surrounding him.

But even the actual death may have been another sacrifice, not for Harry, but for the would-be killer. The would-be didn't want to do it and taking a life is the ultimate evil. As of now, the would-be is still walking on the edge of light and dark. Had the would-be committed the murder, they would have firmly, and probably eternally, been in the dark. As it stands now the would-be, however small, still has a chance.

I wonder if the burial spot won't add some protection to the grounds? I am also wondering if the 6th "container" isn't Harry himself. Of course, that would not bode well for his future. Perhaps he is related to Gryffindor. Another thing I was thinking -- do you suppose the killer may have made an Unbreakable Vow not to kill Harry? I know there were orders in place, but it's an interesting possibility.

One thing that really jumped out at me besides the fact that this is their 6th year together and Harry has been right all along in every book and they never believe him until the end of the book and you might think they would learn and JUST THIS ONCE believe the kid) is that Dumbledore called Harry Voldemort's equal. In the other books, Voldemort may have transferred some of his power to Harry and/or Voldemort just wasn't powerful enough or Voldemort created/made him the "Chosen One". But now Harry is Voldemort's equal.

And, of course, there is always my sister's opinion -- that the killer and victim had planned it all and there is really no death.

And ... maybe. That would be a twist. Or maybe the victim knew they were going to die, had to die, for Harry to get where he needed to go. Maybe it was all arranged, so the killer would do it and not the would-be. Hmm. The theories, they are intriguing.

But really? I just think she's in denial.

Geez. Hi. My name is Eibisch and I’m addicted to Harry Potter.

Currently Reading:

Listening To: downloads
don’t touch me, please, I cannot stand the way you tease ...

Have a happy day!

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