Assassin's Way

My clock rang at 2am, I knew it was time to get ready. I got up from my sofa and put on my slacks and collared shirt. I took my modified 300. Winchester rifle and took it apart into five different pieces to put away in my silver briefcase, when this was done, I put on my socks and shoes. I twisted open the cap to some advil and popped a few pills in, followed by a few gulps of water. I unlocked the door to my apartment and went out down the metal staircase to my corvette.

As I was on my way to Shea News Inc., I got hungry, so I pulled up to 711 and got a batch of doughnuts and a bottle of water. After this was done I went on my way again. After 30 minutes of passing through light traffic, I reached the parking lot of the building. I took my briefcase and walked past the front doors to the back door, and to my feelings of success, I found that it was unlocked, as supposed to be. I walked past elevators A1 through D2 to D3, knowing the camera should be turned off inside. I went inside and waited until the doors closed. When this happened I put on my leather gloves and pushed the button for the 107th floor. As the elevator was on its way up, I opened my briefcase and put the rifle back together. I set the briefcase aside for the moment and shouldered the rifle with a sling. In a few hours, I thought, it will be done; everything shall be completed, just as planned.

The door opened and I took my belongings to my window desk, watching the entrance of Ramada Hotel, the presidents favorite place to stay. I hid my rifle and gloves in a slot out of the wall and hid it, then I took up to my daily life, working out the news of the McDea case given to me late last night by my assistant reporter. After hours, many of my coworkers came in to their own daily lives; it was nearing 6, the time when the president will come out into his convoy. In a few minutes, the sign will be made for the plan to go into action. I waited in silence, planning every future move I will make. After a few minutes an alarm went off bringing news of fire or something worse. All of my coworkers ran immediately to the stairs, working their way down to safety. I waited for a while until I was by myself, I set up a mini tarp over myself near the window, and took out the chunk of wall concealing the weapon.

I put on my gloves and grabbed my briefcase, I pulled out a pair of suction cups and counted 1 foot above the pane of the window. There I set the cups and pulled hard; to my delight the window slid out easily and successfully. I took up my rifle and waited, watching the entrance to the hotel. I saw a black suburban come out of the corner, followed by many others.

I gave one last adjustment to my scope and took off the scope lens. I looked through and saw the doors to the hotel open up, with many men in black coats coming out surrounding a small, balding man; my target. I knew I had only one shot to count, or else everything could be ruined. I peered through the scope again and saw the president pause to autograph a picture for my colleague; just as planned. The bodyguards around him looked anxious to go, and I knew now was the time.

I pulled the trigger to hear a click, I pulled back the action and pulled again, only to hear another click. I checked the clip and realized to my dismay that I had forgotten to buy some ammo. I cussed...

I'm a Guitar Playin' Man, Does Anyone Care?

Alrighty then, long time no post (sorta)... anyways I am bored, wait no, actually yeah, I am...

So anyways I have this last book report to write out and I'm bummed about it, not that it'll take me about a day, but mainly because the book "The Old Man and the Sea" is only an ok book the first time, but when you read it a second time (to learn about the character traits and all that book report stuff) its the most boring book of your life, I was so happy it was only 121 pages, or else I'd probably have to be reading it for a longer time than the time of 121 pages (wow, go figure).

Question... What happened to all the good books, are there still good ones, or did I read them all and the authors arent doing smack??? (Besides JK Rowling, who still takes forever, oh and Lemony Snicket, who takes more than forever). Maybe I just havent visited the library in a while, I did read "The Merchant of Venice" which I really liked (took me a while to get used to it), but thats more of a play... All I hear about are these books about dragons and warlocks and all that, thats old... I've already read that and I'm saving up for the last book of that kind of series. Before I go to Italy, I've got to find a book, and I need help my friends, or if you dont want to help you can just go suck on a lemon, and I hope it tastes really sour!

With Boredom,
Damien el Pious

This is at a rock called BALD Rock, wait no, Ball Rock.. yeah it was fun up there
Here are the people you dont want to mess with... Mind you the sun was in our eyes

Sorry I couldnt bunch up the bowling pics together, there was something wrong with the thing, so I had to go individually using picasa, which I shall advertise because of its speed and ease,
With Regards

Justin was in his groove for this pic
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Haha, someone's posing for art
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Uh huh, JP is bringing it on!
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Yeah, this was at the end of our bowling night, Jonathan went kind of crazy from all that "a little somethin somethin"
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Here's me probably down in my slump, yet earlier before I had reached a grand total of 150, my best game yet. YESSSSSSS
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Like Justin said, this is Leo's food up at the cabins, yeah he was sound asleep afterwards.
JP had to have the biggest catch that day, it was a monster ground squirrel, probably the biggest I've seen so far.
Royce murdered out there, and I think it was because of his coon skills, or his ravenous thirst for meat! I think I saw him fighting Leo over a chipmunk once...
Lance was definitely a greusome killer out there, he gutted a chipmunk with a weak 22.! Which was awesome...

So Saturday we wasted the whole day just shooting everything we possibly could, and we all had some fun. I believe the score was

JP: 1 Munk, 1 Squirrel, 1 Birdy. Mind you 1 BIG squirrel
Lance: 2 Munks (He killed those munks!)
Royce: 3 Munks (Coon Skills there)
Jonathan: 2 Munks (He gave the gun freely most the time)
Damien: 2 Munks (Leo ate mine whole, I couldnt get a pic)
Justin: He hogged around with Jonathans gun, dont worry Justin, you'll do better.
Leo: Around 5 Munks and a squirrel

Here is a Famous Person

Its James Dean!!!!!