GOOCH! This is Jinx. You need to up date this thing! Seriously!

The Holidays. Time for love and good cheer. Time for cooking and cleaning for the company thats coming over. Time for mom to start screaming at you to help get ready for the company, none of which is yours by the way. Time for your professors to give you an overload of homework, so that you'll have plenty to do over your break. Why is it that around Thanksgiving I start to hate everything. I love my family, but I wish somebody had invited me somwhere else for dinner. Or that lived far far away and I was the company. Geez, Im selfish. I have a feeling I'll get alot of negative comments on this post, but hey, It's the first post in quite a while. I have a lot of pent up aggression just waiting to spew everywhere. I wish my soul could explode and let the acid of my insides christen America. The word "I" appears a lot throughout this entry, maybe thats the problem. Ok I feel better.

The Goocher once had a gf
you see,
Who's name would abbreviate
to Q.Z.
She dumped him one night
at the drop of a hat,
And so he decided
to alleviate that.
So he left the green room
to smoke a camel,
And he hacked and he hacked
like a dying sick mammal.

I have to go to class now.

Who is the Goocher
nobody knows
And if they found out
then he would blow
Into a million pieces
you see
And all that would remain
would be chunks of he

I'm writing a play. It is going to be a compilation of a lot of poems that are mildly-to-very funny performed by actors as seriously as possible, it's going to tell a story though. The title of the play will be Who is the Goocher? by: the Goocher. Hopefully I'll be able to direct it at a local community theatre. I think it will be spectacular. Ok maybe not spectacular but pretty entertaining. Maybe I'll make a kilobillion dollars or sumthin'. Anyway it's my first endeavor into actually writing something longer than 8 pages, double-spaced, 12 font. It shouldn't be terribly hard, it's only going to be a one act that's 30-40 pages long. It might take a while though. I figure I'll write one poem every couple of days until i have enough to fill an hour or so of reading. Alright, my friends, I exuent into the neverworld of my own self mortality. Goodnight I love you all. SUPERCOOL GOOCH

Ok, it's crazy but I just got alot of confidence over night. I think it might be because of my directing scene that went up yesterday. It all started... uhm, sometime in the past. I was assigned a scene partner and given a monologue to direct. Ken said, "Read over the monologue and let it mull over your senses, let it sink in for a couple days and see what you come up with..." (those weren't his exact words but you get the idea.) I did what he said, nothin'. The monologue I was directing was about a character that was saying the outside world was dirty and the only place that was clean was her habitation. Every time she would go home she would clean the dirt off. It kind of seemed that the real circumstances were that she was living in a mental hospital. But we as directors were supposed to think outside the box. I finally came up with the idea that I could do a conflict between good and evil. So at first I made the character Amish, but I didn't think it would work out so I changed it to a deeply religious, sheltered woman. Eureka. But as we got closer to the performance date, we hadn't had any rehearsals. This last Saturday was really the only rehearsal we had. I was freaking out because I wasn't sure if my actress would know her lines or not. She missed dress rehearsal and wouldn't answer my calls the day before my scene went up, so I was really freaking out. On the performance date she showed up and the scene went almost exactly how I wanted it to. I was very happy, but after the scenes we kind of critique everybody's. Ken, my professor, really liked mine. The monologue was delivered as a prayer to God, and was very original. I was ecstatic. I think, hope and most of all pray I get an A. After that went well I started thinking of my next graded project in the class. I came up with a great idea that I hope I'll be able to use. Thanks to everybody who prayed for me, it was a big help.

I have time for nothing. It sucks. I can only work about 10 hrs. a week. I have school every day of the week. Fridays are horrible. I have class at 9-9:50 have to wait around for 2 hrs. then I help build the set for the play from 12-3 then I get to go straight to work. Yay fun. I can't wait until the end of next august. Then I can make a movie, take the fast train to stardom, get married, have kids, and start my clothing line. Ok so there's a great possibility it won't happen, but I can dream can't I. The reason I haven't updated is because I've been too busy. I'll write more later. I love you all, supercool gooch

OK the PC at school is messed up so stuff might not be capitalized. I think I should start answering questions from my blog readers. It"ll be cool. Last week that gay guy that commented on my eyes sat with me at lunch again. not for as long this time though. I went to the Our Finest Hour show on sat. night. it rocked. they have merchandise now too. Ten bucks a shirt. ya"ll should really check out there website. DO IT THIS VERY INSTANT>>>OUR FINEST HOUR It's awesome. If you keep checking the photo page you might find a picture of me with a mohawk. I did it just for the show. It was kickin' sweet. I liked how it looked, but the peeps hated it. I don't think Mr. Carr would want me as a DIA leader either if I kep' it. I'm gonna replace the side pic <<< with the mohawk pic as soon as possible. SUPERCOOOOOOLLLL. Our Finest Hour's next show is on wed. night the 22nd at 6:45 at East Pointe church on kernan. Also on saturday they're doing the Rock 2 Vote at murray hill. Go to there shows they rock. Buy a T-shirt $10 tell everyone you know about the best band in the WORLD. Ok start sending me questions and the supercool gooch will answer them. Love ya'll, supercool gooch

I'm at school, in between classes. I got my first directing assignment yesterday. I'm kind of scared. I'm not coming up with much. I'm not sure how my actor will do either. It's a short monologue, but I think to do well I'll have to fill up a large space. Last semester I kind of put acting class on the back burner because of the play and freaking out about school. I don't want to do that this semester. I still got an A in Acting II, but I didn't feel very fufilled. This year I want to knock there freakin' socks off. Pray that I'll get inspiration. I do feel good about this semester though. I know it's just the third week or so but I'm not stressing out as much and I'm setting my priorities better than usual. Of course I have certain people to thank for that, because I've never been a good descision maker and I'm a slacker (thanx, you're amazing). Anyway, as far as this blog goes it looks like I'm not crazygooch, but I assure you that the crazy-supercool gooch you all know and love will always be there, buried beneath the duisgusting guise of sentiment-j/k! Love you all, SUPERCOOL GOOCH

Well, due to certain people, it wasn't that bad but it was just depressing. Having to stay home all day on sunday - then the power goes out - then it doesn't come on for 48 hours - then a gay guy at school hits on you and sits at your table for 2 hrs. - then you have to work thurs. through sat. nights with no quality time for your friends - AAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!! And what is it w/me and gay guys? Do I really look gay? That's the second time at fccj a guy has hit on me. First he asked if he could sit at my table, which is fine with me. I don't talk that much when I'm around strangers but it was ok. Then the first thing he says to me when I sit down is "Your eyes are really pretty." Thanks but no thanks. We kept talking and I found out his dad is a baptist pastor/missionary and his sister is a missionary too. He's the "black sheep" of the family. Finally, after two hours he had to go to class. I invited him to church though. I told him I'm southern baptist and he still kind of pursued me. Finally I told him I had a girlfriend. He asked if he offended me when he told me I had pretty eyes. I said no that i get it alot. He said from boys - I said "I work at Pier 1 Imports" which I thought was funny. He didn't laugh. Oh well, I needed to vent. I really let that stuff bother me but this guy was just kind of creepy. Ok love you all, supercool gooch

So there's a hurricane coming. School's canceled for tommorrow. I'm lovin' it. I don't want to have to drive an hour round trip for a class that's 50 min. long. I'm gonna catch up on homework tommorrow so I guess it'll be like school. There is this guy in my theatre directing class that has his own cable access show! How cool is that? It's called the Brasco Jones show, at least that's what I think it's called. I think it's on Tues. nights at 10 on channel 29-the cable access channel(of course). Also, the greatest band in the world (Our Finest Hour) now has a website. Click here to see: www.ofhrock.4t.com. It has some sexy pics you can look at of the members. Hubba, Hubba as Danny would say- love you Danny:).
I can't wait to go out tommorrow night. My mom's freakin' out about the storm. Frances doesn't exactly sound menacing. I'm praying it'll go away though- just get a school freebie. I love you all, some more than others, ;) SUPERCOOL GOOCH