Well it has been quite a while sinse I have posted anything, not like I havent wanted to but I just havent had the time.

OR HAVE I?!

No really…no time at all. Ill try and write as much as I can even with this field trip group breathing down my neck. Im doing ok in school. But I seem to have a case of Senioritice if you all can remember what that was like from high school. But Im getting along ok I guess. I found great pleasure in reading Robin’s stories. I hope he continues his writing. I got a little excited reading his last one but it happens sometimes. You get into the story and you start to imagine you’re there and then you just slip into your own little world and then you find yourself in the middle of a shopping mall decapitating the nearest shoppers with the blunt piece of metal that you believe to be a battle axe. WHAT?! That’s never happened to you before? Well there’s a first time for everything I suppose.

Ok, tiss time to talk about the MSI concert and all its glory!! Everything went according to plan! The guys arrived at my house on time in fact a little early and we even left a little early. We made a little stop at the gas station where we bought some meat and magic potions. And some of us even bought some baby blockers. Which Jerry left a piece of the box in my mom’s van and she found it…and THOROUGHLY interrogated me of its purpose and who it belonged to. She even beat me a little. With a tire iron. In my face…..yep…..ne way. We got on the road and I think it was dillon maybe it was billy..I dont know, who pointed out that we had not taken into account the hour that father time would likely steal from us once we entered Atlantaville. So like any good law-abiding citizens we sped like an indian cap driver trying to get his pregnant passenger (who has just broken her baby water all over his beautiful cap) to the hospital. It was also raining the likes of which NOAH has never seen. We mixed in with a school of speedy fish and swiftly swam the whole way there. We even outran the dastardly storm that had been desperatly trying to take our lives throughout the duration of our trip. The boys found it neccesary to reveille there buttock’s to a few unsuspecting passerby’s. Whilst in Atalntaville we even saw one of our speedy companions scooped up by the net of justice. We easily found our way in the labyrinth of motor vehicles and we even found a suitable parking place but unfortunately we were stopped by a horrible goblin and instead of asking us the three random questions to obtain passage I just slipped him five gold pieces and he graciously stood aside. We made our way to the long line of anxious people and played a little hacky-sack to pass the time. We were finally allowed inside the dark and dusty castle. There we waited and waited. Whilst listening to some mildly decent music and watching a video of people torturing themself on seats with wheals and a moters. It was quite interesting. The innards of this castle was dark and insanely dreary. It looked as if it had’nt been cared for in years. Finally our waiting had come to an end and the first opening band took their places. Needless to say….they sucked big time. I dont think a single person in the entire building was’nt threatening their lives one way or another. But they unfortunately could not take the hint and the presumed to make fools for themselfs in front of hundreds of people. At last they were done! And we awaited the next opening band….I of course didnt know who either of them were but i didnt care about the first. The second opening band took the stage and I was extremely surprised as to the talent they possessed. Needless to say…I bought their CD. They played a few wonderfully tenacious songs and graciously stepped down from the stage to allow the minstrels of all that is awesome; MSI to take the stage. I have never had more fun in my entire life. There were a few moments when I thought I might vomet from the immense heat in the torrent that was the inner crowd but I found my way to the beverage wench and purchased some drink. (”we ran out of water months ago”, “then what do you drink?” “Oh, you know, gravy, soy sauce…sand mixed with water”) Soon my body and mind was replenished and I was once again ready for action. It was the greatest night of my life. A night of steamy hot sex with a beautiful maiden could not even compare to the fun I was having. I laughed, I cried, I screamed, I begged for mercy, all in all it was a wonderfull evening. The concert ended not as quickly as it started for it seems that father time was quite generous and slowed down time greatly for the duration of the event. After the concert was over I purchased a few things and even had Mr. Urine sign them. I even got a hug or two and maybe a picture or three. It seems like the rest of the guys had about as much fun as I did even Brandon with his bruised and battered eye. We were all extremely tired and in great need of sustenance. We found our way to a resturaunt but had to park a ways from it. On the short walk from the vehicle to the diner we were bombarded by vagrants and peasants begging for money and telling us jokes. We ignored most of them and continued onward. We ate a wonderful meal…”Roaring fires, malt beer and MEAT RIGHT OFF THE BONE!!” On our way back to the vehicle we were once again verbally assaulted by these homeless fiends and the kindness in me could not leave them empty-handed and I gave what little money I could. Knowing that they would undoubtedly do the same to the next innocent passerby. We resumed our trip back home. Unfortunately I took a wrong turn and we found ourselves in the midst of enemy territory. But we quickly made our way back to where we started and got back on track. The ride home was a pleasant one. We listened to the Screaming Monkey Boners (SMB) CD the whole way back (the second opening band). I do believe that dillon and I were the only 2 left awake during most of the drive home. We finally arived back at my house around 5 and I must say I was not prepared to for the ass chewing that I had received by my mother, right in front of my friends no less. In a nutshell she could not understand why we would be arriving at such an hour after going to a concert in Atlantaville and to this day she still believes that we were doing something that we should not have been doing. But I got over it in no time. We shook hands and parted. The evening was finished.

I am so glad I got to spend time with my friends in such a manner. Im really glad I got to talk to dillon on the way home. I dont get to talk with him much anymore. I really think we should take more trips such as that more often. I look forward to upcoming Ultimate games with the entire group seeing as how our dearest Sean has returned from his crusades.

It appears that that is all for now. I love you all….fairwell.

Andrew