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Name: Nathan Gender: Male
Interests: Drinking cold ones, swing dancing, theater, contemplating the habits of ninjasniping treecarp, music (not rap or country), Philmont, fire, knives, and poison. Expertise: Tending the bars Occupation: Bartender Industry: Bartending
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Member Since:
7/23/2006
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| "Sooner Or Later"
Come back and haunt me Follow me home Give me a motive Swallow me whole
They say I've lost it What could I know When I'm but a mockery? I'm so alone
Sooner of later you'll find out There's a hole in the wall
Today is ours Condemned to be free Free to keep breathing Free to believe
I look to find you Down on my knees Oh God, I believe! Please help me believe
Sooner or later they'll find out There's a hole in the wall Sooner or later you'll find out That you'll dream to be that small
I'm a believer, help me believe
I gave it all away and lost who I am I threw it all away With everything to gain And I'm taking the leap With dreams of shrinking Yeah, dreams of shrinking
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| What is the world coming to?!?Once again, good day to all my fellow insomniacs. I am currently like an atom in the excited state giving off an orange glow. I am pleased to announce that Shermif "Nathan" "The Flash" "Shrm" "Mauerererer" Maurer has in his possession, a cellular device used to call people, namely his best friends/sidekicks, Erin and Catherine. I will not post my number on line for fear that my enemies might get hold of it and use it to pester me by calling at 4:16 a.m., the time when I am usually playing croquet, learning to tie my shoes, eating an ice cream sandwich, and/or singing "Cry me a River" with my amazing (but not as amazing as my secret twin, Gary Mauer) voice. So if you would like to know the number, you must contact me by shouting my name on top of your roof, for I have a keen sense of hearing, or you can just ask me in person, the former being the preferred method. I hope everyone had a very Happy Christmas. I know that I did. Best regards, a person whom you know, but not necessarily would like to know | | |
| HELLO WORLD!This is Shermif Nathan the flash Maurer. Yes indeed I have the same last name as Gary Mauer. The only real differences between us are as fallows.1. Our last names are spelled slightly different... muahahahah I get an extra R in mine that just popped out of somewhere just for me!!!2. Catherine and Erin are my sidekicks, and friends. Yay!!! Even though Catherine wishes she where friends with Gary Mauer, he doesn't know she exists. How sad for both of them!3. Gary sings at Broadway... I sing at school. But I'll be there some day!!!!! I'm sure I could sing at Broadway if I wanted to. But my sidekicks {Erin and Catherine} are much less talented than I am, and I would miss them to much to go off to Broadway.Yes, I love them very much!4. I don't think he has a Xanga... and if he did, I don't think that people try and hack into his. THAT DOESN'T IMPLY ANYTHING AT ALL!! MY NAME IS AS I STATED BEFORE. Oh, and I never lie.5. This is by far the most obvious way that we are different. I have a cool nickname... SHERMIF... it's so manly I can't hardly stand it.Ok, I think that's enough evidence that we're different... oh yeah and he's married, I'm not, obviously... so here are the reasons why we are the same. 1. Catherine thinks that both us have beautiful singing voices. And she has great taste.ummmmmmm... that's about it for now. I'll get back to you on that. Ok, now I will tell you all about myself... I like fire and trees and mountains and cool sidekicks and Switchfoot and guns and trucks and anything that sounds good with the word Shermif. Oh, I also like to confuse Catherine about necklips and ninjasliping treecarps and all my brilliant thoughts about them. Oh yes, I have lots of brilliant thought all day long. That's why I mistakabley seem like a "quiet person". Hahahaha, nobody knows what kinds of plans I'm scheming up all the time... except my sidkicks of course. Yeah, once again, that's Catherine and Erin. We're like Batman and Robin together... or mabye just Shermif and Catherine and Erin. They're so well trained. I trained them myself... indeed. But my heart is torn because we havn't been able to save the world together in a while. Oh well, look out world. The good times are back again... on Saturday.So, since this is obviously me, and I know myself better than anyone else, than this is a very accurate scetch of me. Oh, and I love to dance! So... this is me. The End ...is a good book... | | |
| It's already December, so I guess that I better put in another of my monthly two (or three) cents. Stayin' alive. Yeah. Today was quite possibly the longest day I've ever weathered. So, at 8:06, all the school's power went out. And te romm ...ahem... the room I was in had no emergency light. Hooah. So we sat there for an hour in the pitch black while all of the higher ups discussed our fate in the back room. We sent Spencer to spy on them (he's a star kid, so he has hacking privileges). He said that they were going to send us all home, but not five minutes later, the power came back up. You could literally hear the entire school's collective moan echoing through the hallways. Things were normal from there until choir, when the system came down again. At that point it was too late to send us home, so we roughed it in the dark the rest of the time. Math class came, and most of the kids filed into the hallway to use the meager illumination of the EL (that's emergency lights to you). So then the next door teacher came in with a halloween mask on and a huge 30 foot long uprooted tree in his hands. He randomly started poking Mrs. Hoben with the tree. Hmmmm... He said that he had planned on sticking it through our window, but it wasn't open. In conclusion, power outages make people stupid. Just check out Joef's quote up top. Yeah. You see what I mean. What a V.ery F.oolish D.ay. Rock the house. Big time. | | |
| Huh... So the only people on here in the last week have been some French guy and a Michigan...ian. Obviously involved in some insidious plot to make sure that we lose on Saturday... I always new France was on the wrong side... Arise, arise, riders of Theoden! Fell deeds awake: fire and slaughter! Spear shall be shaken, shield be splintered, a sword-day, a red day, ere the sun rises! Ride now, ride now! Ride to Gondor! | | |
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