Today, January 30, 2009, I, CD-Man, have eaten my very first chicken hotdog. I guess I've always eaten Turkey dogs without really paying attention. And I have to say, I did find it odd that the chicken dogs stay white even though the water is boiling. I prodded it with a fork on more then one occasion to make sure it wasn't going to grow legs and flee only to be eaten by the fatass family cat. So, Chicken Vs. Turkey. Who won? To be honest, whilst eating the chicken dog, I completely forgot it was chicken and kept eating. I guess its a tie then.
Uh. So, yeah.

Today was also the day my kendo club met with our new teacher advisors.

Alright, let me fill you in:
The kendo club I'm in (Called Mock Sword Fighting) has been going on forever ago and has been working fine until lat year. (Incidentally, thats also around the time I joined. Huh...) Anywho, most of the members at that time were seniors and were graduating so that left us newbies taking charge of the club. Things were going ok, then they did a perfect triple back flip into a pool of feces. I'm not even sure what happened; members quit showing up and our advisor quit on us, the Vice President was an ass, and we had a shinai (Kendo stick) shortage. We're still trying to fix ourselves up. The most urgent thing is the lack of members and adviser. We fixed the adviser part and now we're putting posters up that Batman (Hurr...thats his nickname XD) made using a really sweet picture of me and my friend duking it out. We also need a new VP because our old one quit. (Oh and I'm the treasurer. yayz.) Thats kind of it.

Oh! Eril asked about the Mr. Dr. Prof. CD busness. See, last year in ag biology we were going to dissect frogs (Oh noez) and my friend said "Is there a doctor in the house?" then again with a professor. and then I mixed and matched.
He topped me by being "Mr. Dr. Prof. General President"

*Shakes fist*

This is the first LJ journal I'll post,

Well lets see... My friends are pretty cool and are all one year younger then me. I'll be a graduate before them, so they'll miss me for a year. Ah well, they'll have to deal. My kendo club club is going down the craper and I find myself not caring as much as I should. Yeah. Oh and my girlfriend has an 80% chance of moving about seven hours away so that kinda bums me out a lot.

Also, I can't seem to stop listening to The Scatman. Ruh-oh.