High...

No not on "the drugs", those just aren't my style. I am currently high on a recent triumph of being smarter than the smart kids for a day and finally finding a prof that rewards those that take opposition to the preconcieved notions of literatures "critics" and formulate thier own damned opinions. nuff said
Low...
On the lack o hair. Had to give up the lovely flow, loaf, shag, hockey hair, whatever you want to call it for a professional look...but didn't go out without a great Mullethawk, which if I say so my self was quite possibly the hottest hair ever...not!!
Anxious...
Interview number 2. Last years interview went somewhat smooth but had the occasional bump sneak up. This year will not be like that, cruise control is set, the hair is chopped off and proffesional looking, the face will be shaven and clean, the suits at the dry cleaners as we speak and the attitude couldn't be better. Bright it on!!
High...
On inspiration. It had been nearly 5 months since I had finished a song or a poem fully. Well in the last week I have written 3 songs in full (revenge has a friend (in me), Heed the warning bell for they are comming and my 80's love ballad-on the verge of a feeling). I have decided to start a band, not for making money but purely to try something new and have a good time. I already have a lyricist/ front man/ dance choreographer/ cowbell extrodinare in myself, a guitrist in Jay Gall and a drummer in my man Dylan. This still means "Tuesday's Revenge" has room for growth, apply within! immediate openings for groupies!!
Low...
On a love life. But these things happen, I am in a funk...a really really long funk. Just means I can relive good times had, and focus my attentions on other things such as insomniatic rambling and my new favorite hobby of blaming life's problems on jebus...oh jebus!!!
High...
on physical activity. Almost looking like a beach body...minus the rippling muscles, blonde hair, girls on my arms and sand in my ass crack. But really if your in a funk just start running and working out and being active and it will seriously release some sort of "suck it up princess and start looking on the Mr. Brightside of things" endorphins
Low...
Grandma fell down. Grandma is now confined to a wheel chair.
High...
Grandma still being in high spirits and then Grandma ran over my leg when I sitting on her floor and then when I said oww she responded "whats wrong, panties ridding a little high"...this is otherwise known as the funniest thing I have ever ever ever heard. Grandma automatic 10 me negative 3
Done...
this rambilotic blog!!
only 6 days til taste of chaos...My Chemical Romance will be blaring in my cd player for the remainder of the week...thus making them my choice for band of the week

old MCR song you should listen to again right now: Headfirst For Halos!

peace