WHAT THE FUCK, I DONT HAVE AN ANGER PROBLEM THIS QUIZ IS BULL SHIT!!!

You only seem to get depressed when upset. You
usually become mildly violent...but not
overly....usually. There is a possibility you
have anger problems. Once you get over the
upsetting problem, your usually fine. You tend
to keep grudges though. Don't worry your
depression usualy passes...great relief to
everyone around you, cause you tend to take it
out on others.


What kind of depression are you?
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...When I get angry or sad I just try to think about that song by Jason Mraz

Not Much To Say Today But look At The Funny Sign

They spelled it with a "K"? My mom just told me that my first word was beer. Hmm, ironic seeing as how I've sworn off drinking. She said they always had to find a way to keep me quiet in stores because I would point it out and yell "BEER!"...I wonder if you can buy beer at this place?

Welcome To Hell

SSDD

As the title suggest nothing of interest happened today. Several people said hi to me in the halls today and I had no clue who they were. Some guy called me gay and my mother asked about my orientation. Why the hell does everyone think I’m gay? Meg showed me her new sunglasses and Jon showed me his new tie with the dogs playing poker. They put Mountain Dew Live Wire back in the vending machines. This must be a sing that good things are on the way. Now if they’d only bring back Surge. Damn machine stole my dollar though. I went to the office to get a refund but a sign on the door said there will be no more refunds due to an increased number of false machine errors. That sucked but I have to admit I’m probably responsible for half of those. Whenever I need a dollar the office was always there for me to take advantage of. I know I’m a horrible guy, sue me. Unless you’re Pepsi Co. or the school district then please don’t sue me.

All Good Things...

Watching: Daily Show
Listening to: Outkast
Wearing: Blue jeans, gray t-shirt
eating:...your mom
Today Spring Break was officially over and I returned to school following Monday's typical schedule. I already miss my time off but at the same time I feel I was also ready to return. It was fun while it lasted but like all good things, spring break must also come to an end (I don't want to die though, no No NO NEVER!). Class and personal discussions were interesting and covered many topics spanning, communism, wavelengths, business letters, possible chip flavors, plastic surgery and how many blow jobs Erin Brockvitch could give in a single day. For breakfast I had Frosted Flakes, milk and orange juice. Here are some random conversation excerpts:
lsob: Would you ever have any work done?
Cassie: Maybe around my eyes, they need to be botoxed.
lsob: You're 16!
Cassie: Well, I meant when I'm older and I think I have too much skin around them now. I think the lip injections are gross, do you know where it comes from?
lsob: Collagen?
Cassie: It comes from your ass. It's butt fat. Ewww, why do they use that?
lsob: It's a renewable source?

Gwyneth: Why do you have BBQ sauce in your backpack?
lsob: Every time I go to Wendy's they forget to give me barbeque sauce with my nuggets so I got extra and use it.
Gwyneth: *laughs* I like the way you think

Jason: Sausage flavored chips...yeah that might be good if it where venison sausage.
lsob: Venison isn't that deer meat?
Jason: Yeah, you've never had it? It's good.
lsob: I thought you meant like breakfast sausage, you know pork.
Jason: Oh yeah I didn't even consider that. That would be good.

Terrance: Model T stands for Model Terrance.
Mrs. V: Over break two men tried to pick me up. One was drunk and the other looked like a middle-aged dork. He came over to me while I was mixing my coffee and said he loved the smell of my perfume.

“Uh, we don't allow any outside syrups, jams or condiments in the restaurant” – Seinfiled
“Was he about 5’10, wearing a baseball cap and about to get his ass kicked?” – King of the Hill

Geek Food

Hot Dogs: They are difficult to cook just right without burning in the microwave, I once ate six in one sitting. Gross never again, I can't believe I put that waste in my body.
Pizza Bagels Bites: Microwave during the commercial then get back to lap top and TV.
Hot Pockets: Microwave during the commercial then get back to lap top and TV. Many different variations and flavors including croissant pockets and lean pockets.
Celery & Peanutbutter: Mmmmm crushed peanuts. Many geeks are also vegans, my bud Jon for ex (does she have pointy ears?)
Baked Potato: If you have to eat something healthy these are good and easy if you get 'em from Wendy's which is open late for those night blogger sessions and movie marathons. Mom can also make.
Baby Carrots: Yum, can eat by the bag full.
inspired by sweetandsourgoth's goth food

"You stole my story?!" - Gary & Mike (How often has this happened to you?)

Sour Seventeen

Didn’t go to any movies today too much work to do. I had to do that creative writing all by my self because my partner was this apathetic quiet girl. Hell I didn’t care about the project either but I need an A in this class. I’m generally the lazy deadbeat in the group, but when asked to make a choice on something at least I could offer an opinion or give ideas rather than just shrugging and smiling sweetly. Fucking shit head. I asked her opinion on everything so she wouldn’t feel guilty for making me do all the work as I generally feel when our positions are reversed but every time all I got was the little shrug. I’m not going to yell at you and say “No, that’s wrong!” go ahead and put your ideas out there, I mean if you have any. Just because you have a pussy doesn’t mean you need to act like one. So I stayed up late writing for the dumb project but I did see some good TV while I worked. Analyze That, Bring It On, Romeo Must Die, The Arrival, King of The Hill, The Sopranos, The Simpsons, Six Feet Under, Chappelle’s Show, Jesus (I meant “Jesus” the story not like “Jesus! That’s a lot of TV!). Tell ya what though, that IS a lot of channel surfing, I can’t wait until we get Tivo. A train derailed nearby today it was carrying coal from Wyoming to Missouri. Damn I wish I had been there to see it. That would have been cool (shut up, no one died, unless you count the coal). 01010011 01101111 01100010 01100101 01110010 01010011 01100101 01110110 01100101 01101110 was Sober Seven.

It Was The Season of Light...

Last night around 12:30 the rest of my family returned from their Chicago trip. They were all impressed by the sights, the sounds and yes, the smells of big city life. They brought me a Hard Rock Café shirt with Chicago on it. Maybe I’ll start a vacation T-shirt collection. I have so many collections already my favorites including holographic art and international coins; but hey you can never accumulate too much material crap that means nothing at the end of your life. Liz talked about the valet parking guy that she called ballet by accident and the policemen who rode horses in the city. It really is a cool city, I wish I had gone and taken some pictures but I had work to do here which I somehow kept putting off.

Today it was bright and sunny, ah spring time, I did manage to get some pictures of the beautiful flora around here. There was actually enough light out to snap some good photos without the flash. Pictures will be up soon I promise, hey came through on the links for all the people who linked me (if I forgot you just tell me). My mom planted some rose bushes in the back yard today. She had a large rose garden at my Dad’s house but after she left no one took care of the roses any more so they withered up and died or were strangled by thick weeds that grew around the bottom. Now if only that would happen to the giant hibiscus flowers in the neighbor’s yard I wouldn’t have to worry about bumble bees the size of golf balls chasing me. Just kidding, I like Mrs. Mason’s garden. It smells nice and is enclosed by an attractive iron fence. Think secret garden. In the summer I used to help her water it, the bees were a problem though next time I’ll just have to bring a baseball bat with me.

"Wait a minute. Who elected you leader of this outfit?"
"Well Pete, I figured it should be the with the capacity for abstract thought. But if that ain't the consensus view, then hell, let's put it to a vote." -- O Brother, Where Art Thou? (2000)

recorded dream; number unknown

Last night, morning actually since I went to bed around 2:00 I dreamt that I was running from the police for some reason. It started in what looked like a food court and ended in a dirty old factory. It was night and there was about four feet of snow on the ground.

Blog Title Du Jour

Today I went to Overland Park and shopped for cars, not seriously though. It’s difficult to drive there, lots of cars and lots of streets to get lost on. The city has grown so much in recent years, they are always building new sections of town so it looks different whenever I go there. They have lots of shops I’ve never heard of and everything looks cleaner and newer. Especially the movie theaters which I loved. I saw Dawn of the Dead, and boy was I surprised. Horror movies are the one film genre I’m not so fond of (though I watch them anyway). However this movie was great, I was never truly frightened but I was grossed out at times (the baby zombie, ho gets chainsawed). The reason I liked it so much because it was funny. Dawn of the Dead also turned out to have some of the best characters I’ve seen in a while. Too bad all the good ones died, I also love any movies that have an apocalyptic feel to them. Most of the zombie flicks I’ve seen just had one undead creature or like a graveyard full. This one seemed to include a whole state. I’m probably the only one who feels this way but I think a situation like that might be fun. It would be like a license to burn whatever you want. Also steal, pillage, rape, plunder, loot etc. I also went to On The Border, a Mexican restaurant and got a chicken fajita. So yeah, it was a good day. Maybe next time I’ll go see Scooby-Doo 2 you know, assuming it’s not to terrifying. I also washed Rocky today. Yuck, there are few smells worse than wet dog. I wanted to dry him off with the hair dryer but he attacks it every time I turn it on. So he had to be toweled and left outside to air dry.

"There can be only one." - Highlander

"The word I'm searching for.... I can't say because there's preschool toys present." - Woody, Toy Story

Bored Like Me?

Today went flew past a warp speed. I began the way they usually do on break, waking up late, shaking off a strange dream then watching TV until noon when Mom gets home for lunch and I shower beforehand so it looks like I've been busy instead of just lounging in my underpants all day. However this time Mom took the rest of the day off so she could pester me and drag me around on errands, then complain how useless I am. I'm not saying such a statement is false but, I don't want to hear it.

We went to Wal-Mart and bought much needed food. As we were leaving I asked about the film I had taken two weeks ago and she told me that she had forgot about it and that it was in the bottom of her purse. I wanted to run back in and drop it off but she said Wal-Mart had too many people, and I guess this is a bad thing. So we went to K-Mart. In the end I was glad I did because I was able to buy more film that had been marked down and as I was leaving saw a pantyless hottie in low riding jeans bend over to pet a dog which meant I got an eyeful of her ass. Now that I think about, everyone I saw in K-Mart was female. Mostly college girls and Martha Stewart wannabes as opposed to Wal-Mart which contained all sorts but mostly men with beer guts, bald heads or long greasy ponytails. There were a lot fewer people too despite K-Mart being a cleaner dare I say classier store. So why is business booming at Wal-Mart? Really good marketing? K-Mart even had a little food court, and any place that can feed me popcorn in large quantities is a good thing. Later we went to my Mom's office so she could pick up a fax and she could replace the diet Pepsis in the break room fridge let me summarize some conversations I've had.

One Week Ago
Misty: I wanted to skip school and go to a funeral today, a friend of mine's Mom died *sniffs* in a car accident. She was like a mother to me too! My stupid real mother wouldn't let me go though!
Today
Mom: Ooh, Lauren left some Lean Cuisines in the freezer!
Me: Lauren?
Mom: You know, I told you about Lauren. That woman in my office who died a week ago.
Me: Oh yeah. . .
Mom: After it happened, Susan went around telling everyone that "they had to scrape her face out of the pavement" I should have told her to shut up, what a big mouth.

Wow, refrigerator raiding is a lot like grave robbing, only better cuz you get to eat what you find. In the end she didn't take it, I guess Mom realized there was something unappetizing about eating a dead woman's diet food. Despite the new and improved flavor! After that I picked up my car from Dad's and took it to a body shop for an estimate. 3,500 dollars for repairs, I can't believe I'm actually going to waste money fixing that piece of shit. That's all the money I have from my last and only job. I called Chuck E. Chz back and the manager told me that they were overstaffed. The same manger that had promised me a position (lol I said position and made this sound like a professional job...I'd be a fucking rat!) if I checked back at this time. Oh well, I saw that Steak n' Shake is hiring so I guess I'll try there. I'm thinking about painting a big "M" on the hood of my car so I can call it the Mach Five. Just kidding, if I were to have anything on my car it would be flames or if I had a GF i'd ask her to pose naked and have some lowrider-guy paint her on the front. By the way I'd never have anything on my car. Exercise in tackiness. So, who likes my new title? I don't.

"Shop smart, shop S-Mart" - Army Of Darkness
"Fuck that shit Rube, I need a goddamn lap top!" - Dead Like Me
"Open the iris!" - Stargate SG-1
"No, no. I'm NOT the ASSMAN." - Cosmo Kramer

I Had A Dream

I suppose I should write this down before I forget, it’s 10:35 I’ve just awaken from two very strange dreams and here they are. The first dream involved me leaving school around lunch time and wandering around in the parking lot behind it. First thing you should know the parking lot behind my school isn’t a lot at all. It’s just a strip of spaces running along the street. This however was a lot, one I recognized before as behind a particular Synagogue. The parking lot seemed to stretch on for an infinitely long distance (a reoccurring theme in my dreams). My beat up old car was parked sideways through two spaces in the middle of the lot (How could someone know the middle of an infinitely long lot? Not sure but I did). I opened the door stepped out and saw a figured walking towards me, at first I couldn’t make him out because it was a bright day and there were those heat waves rippling off the concrete but when he got closer I could see that it was AJ. Who else would be almost 7 feet tall with wild dreadlocks. He got in on the passenger side and put a CD he burned himself in to the player. The CD seemed to be a recording of an AM radio station, some old guy began talking about how there was going to a heat wave. I told AJ I was going inside to get my back pack and then I told him jokingly not to steal my car. I went inside an after what seemed like hours returned lugging my 90 pound backpack. What had once been a completely vacant parking lot was filled with billions people and cars, there was no way I’d find mine. I picked up my enormous pack and began quickly searching through the mass of people and vehicles. In the process I ran into and floored Dixon. He decided this was grounds to beat me up so he chased after me. I hopped away bouncing like Super Mario or Neil Armstrong. I didn’t even realize I could jump that high, it just sort of surprised me when a small hop turned into a leap 30 or 40 feet in the air. I would drift down slowly at the same rate then hop again. No matter how fast I flailed my arms this didn’t change. From the air the entire school looked like a trailer park instead of the gothic architecture it’s known for. One of trailers I recognized as the place where I learned science in 6th grade. They were adding on to the building then so we had to have class in there. When I finally landed again, I ran inside the trailer and found my sophomore chemistry teacher in the middle of a lab. He yelled at me for disturbing the class, then turned to light a balloon filled with hydrogen on fire. The same demonstration he does every year to kick off the class, it exploded and I woke up.

ER was on when I woke up, and it was at the beginning of the show! I should leave the TV on every night. Well that’s it I’m going to go grab some breakfast.

Mes Affaires Pas aussi Risquées

Wow, 1000 visits to my blog! That calls for a celebration, I wish I new how many post I’ve made so far but it’s over 100. Thinking of the number 1000 made me recall New Year’s eve 1999. Do you remember where you were? I do, it’s the same place I am now, on the couch! I think it was more towards the middle though, I moved over a few months ago to forge a new ass mark in the leather. I spent most of today doing homework that I should have done earlier but didn’t feel well. Not bad enough that I could no work, just bad enough so that it would be difficult to make me work. En francais we were supposed to write a paragraph about what we did each day of Spring break. Unfortunately I couldn’t remember what I did those past few days fortunately (wow I really do have homework on the brain, the instant I saw that italic “f” I thought f = 1/T!) I have this blog. I went bad and read my previous post, then all I had to do was rewrite them in French. I had a peaceful environment to work in since the family went to Chicago this morning. No step-sister laughing loudly on the phone, no little-step-sis crying about random bull shit or asking me to play Barbies with her. No step-dad sitting in my favorite chair with the disruptive TV stereo on. No Mom cleaning my room before I get the chance to then resenting me because I’m lazy. Just the dog who sometimes falls asleep on my feet and eats strange things out of the trash can (Hey, now I don’t have to empty it as often!). Having the house to my self makes me think of movies like Home Alone or Risky Business; but the truth is I’m quite responsible and won’t be running a bordello out of my parents room or using the house to capture inept burglars. Just going to do homework then work out, free to make as many obnoxious grunts as I want, I also might shampoo the carpet…what? It needs it.

"Carpe diem" - Dead Poets Society

"Hope Floats, but then again so does shit"

Quick Hello

I just downloaded an audio clip from Juarssic Park. It's the Nerdy icon on the computer that goes "Ah, ah ah. Ah ah ah, you didn't say the magic word." I need to find away to play that when the incorrect password is entered for my screen saver or login. That would be so funny I would make typos on purpose. POLL TIME!!! What's your favorite movie, tell me in the comments box.

"...but this time I think you really need to reconsider, because I believe you WILL got to hell." - Kyle from South Park

"Asian nurse, asian nurse asian nurse!" - Jimmy Kimmel, The Man Show

Things Keep Gettin' Better

I saw on TV where you can buy the Queer Eye For A Straight Guy soundtrack...HA HA HA HA HA HA *GASP* HA HA HA HA HA HA HA! Can you imagine actually listening to that in your car, or while working out? Straight Plan For The Gay Man doesn't have a music intro long enough for that, thank god. I'm going to have a shirt made that says "I lift and seperate" and then has a picture of hands underneath. I'm sure the ladies would just love that, lol.

Lisa: Did you ever wonder, how sad it is, that your son's only
sexual outlet...is tossing off to magazines in the bathroom?
Gary's Mom: OH, GARY!! *sob*
Gary: MA! I NEVER TOSSED OFF TO ANYTHING!
Gary's Mom: YOU TOLD ME YOU WERE COMBING YOUR HAIR!!
Gary: BUT I WAS! I WAS!! - Weird Science
I used to watch the Weird Science TV show on USA. I think that was the first time I ever got a, well I'll stop now out of good taste.

Your soul is bound to the Solitary Rose: The
Alone.

"When I wake up alone, the shades are still
drawn on the cold window pane so they cast
their lines on my bed and lines on my
face."

The Solitary Rose is associated with loneliness,
melancholy, and patience. It is governed by
the goddess Merope and its sign is The Sword,
or Unrequited Love.

As a Solitary Rose, you may be summed up as a
hopeless romantic. You desire love and have so
much love to give, but thing just never seem to
work out the way you want them to. In life,
you can be very optomistic, even when things
are gray and nothing works out to your
expectations.


What Rose Is Your Soul Bound To?
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"If this isn't an insanely beautiful woman I'm hanging up." - The guy from Fresh Prince who is also in ID4 (WORST. ACRONYM. EVER.)

Don't Sit So Close Too My Blog

Today went well, I woke up early and went for a jog. No one else was home so I used the nicest shower and stayed in there until all the hot water was gone. I felt bad afterwards, it was a waste of water. I don't feel sick anymore, well as sick. I think I'll be over this cold by tomorrow. Dean called and said he was sick so there would be no guitar lessons. That's good because I didn't practice, lost my music; but found it again so now I can. Dad and I ate lunch at Schlotzskys, he told me that the sheriff was going to give him a new car so maybe I could have his old one. Then I went over to Mom's house to get my acoustic, found a bunch of strange stuff in it: a penny, popcorn, magazine subscription cards, a pencil and of course, a pick. The pets seemed happy to see me, I noticed if you pet Jake on her head long enough she purrs claws at the carpet. I wonder if this is the feline equivalent to on TV when women have sex they start grabbing the back of the bed. Incase you're wondering about the name Liz thought the cat was male when she first got it from the barn, but we're used to Jake and no one wants to change it. It's a good night for TV, South Park, Chappelle’s Show and Nip/Tuck. I watch way too much TV, and make way to many pop culture references; when I finally put links on this blog I want links going to all the movies, do you have any idea how long that will take? I need to get out and explore the real world more (heh Real World in San Diego), like in that movie Beavis and Butthead Do America when their TV breaks and they have to travel cross country to find it. Damn it I did it again! I found out that Derrick still has that milk from October in his refrigerator. I hope to go he doesn't still use it, he told me that on the last day of school he was going to dump it from a balcony on people's heads . Wow, a day that didn't suck ass.

"I know, that's the word on the street. Barnes is okay,
but that Noble is a vindictive prick!" - Analyze This!


Your soul is bound to the Fifth Totem, Homid:
The Monkey.

Homid appears as a viridian monkey. He embodies
intelligence, potential, understanding, and
skill. He is associated with the color
viridian, the season of spring, and the element
of fire. His downfall is pretentiousness.

You are most compatible with Owls and Tortoises.


Which Animal Spirit Totem Are You?
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This Just In

NASA scientist now have evidence supporting the theory that Mars once had vast salty seas and that the landing site of Mars Exploration Rover, Opportunity, is near the shore of one of them. Screw Cancun Mexico, Meridiani Planum is the new Spring Break hot spot! Wait there’s no oxygen, and it's colder than hell's freezer! Cold, a good thing because that means nipples show through swimsuit tops. No oxygen a bad thing cuz I like to breathe, also AHHhhh, radiation! So party-goers bring sunblock, SPF 9000 +.

"Get on the banana boat!"

YUUUUCK!

You know you're bored when you open the fridge and just start tossing food into the blender. Ty used to do this, he'd call them "potions". The only thing magical these potions can do is induce vomiting. Carrots, pizza, orange juice, lettuce, teddy grams. BLehHHH. Milk, lettuce, hot dogs, creatine, corn falkes, eggs, maple syrup. Ralph. I've never spewed so much in my entire life. Well nevermind there was this one time when I had stomach flu last year. I had to keep runnig out the patio door intothe back yard. My stomach hurt from blowing chunks so much. Not a pretty story but I tell it like it is. When I get bored I tend to experiment with things. I hadn't eaten breakfast and I just wondered what would happen if you tried to drink an entire day's meal. By the time it got to the back of my mouth I just had to let loose it was so horrible. The texture of blended cereal and carrots was really unpleasant. Ever since I saw Saving Silverman I've wanted to try this. Don't think I'll be trying it ever agian.

"God creates dinosaurs. God destroys dinosaurs. God creates man. Man destroys God. Man creates dinosaurs." - J.P.

Uhhh Ugh. :-/

I feel terrible. The only symptom I haven’t experienced yet is vomiting and think that is on the way. Most nights I stay up just to watch TV. Last night I couldn't sleep even though I wanted to. I softly sang 99 Bottles of Beer On The Wall and was about to fall asleep when I heard thunder. Rain started pouring down loudly on the roof, and at first this annoyed me; but once I got into the rhythm it finally lulled me to sleep around 4:30. Hmm, I suppose rain is my sound. You can forget about seeing any more updates or posts. I’ll be lying in bed all day. They say that helps. Then again, they also say exercise is good; get some fresh air ya know. (And after the rain it should be really fresh) Who are these “they say” people anyway? Some secret group that knows everything? The Highly Educated… Yaks? Just kidding, It’s just everyday people who hear nuggets of info on the radio or read it in magazines. So I guess you can say “THEY” would be the media. Obviously I’m delirious for even going off on such a tangent. I’m going to eat some chicken soup, that’s supposed to make you feel good right? Might even visit the doctor, I’ll see what that old quack, I mean talented physician has to offer.

“Nighttime, sniffling, sneezing, achy, stuffy head, fever so you can rest and have a good morning medicine" - Vicks NyQuil

Insomniac With Dave Attell THEME SONG:

AWWWW...
Drunks and losers,
Dwarves with limps,
Flos and ho's and one-eyed pimps -
Down the alleyway they creep.
They're all your friends when you can't sleep.

Come with me and you will see.
A late-night-freak-show-Jubilee!
Kick the Sandman in his sack;
Stay up late - Insomniac!

credit: Robert Golden

You are Cid Highwind. You are the sour mouthed,
lunatic, hard cored pilot of the centry. You
are known world wide, despite your little
senses to keep up. You like smoking. You should
quit, it'll kill. *nodnod*. You have a
fassination with the stars, and pretty little
shiny things. Swearing is also a biggie, and
beating that lug of a man in a contest of the
worst mouthed...would make you so very proud.


Which FFVII Character Are You?
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Good Quiz.

Rain: You are the sound of rain. You have two
important sides. There is your strong, powerful
side and your calm, gentle side. Both are very
important. Rain also reflects a bit of darkness
in your personality. It isn't bad, just shows
that along with the good, you also can see bad,
which can come in handy. (please rate my quiz)


What Sound Are You?(now w/ pics)
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Some Fun

I am sick, funny huh? How I always get sick during my breaks. It's not even winter this time. I did not do much today, went to Best Buy. Saw Jon and his bro buying DVDs, the man likes movies almost as much as I do. I didn't ask which one they were getting. Ate at Wendy's. Wow. Then I went home and slept, I woke up hours later. I was sweaty and my nose was runny. So excuse me if I'm not my usual bright and cheery self. Oh wait, I'm never like that.

Instructions:

1. Copy this whole list into your journal.
2. Bold the things that you have in common with me.
3. Whatever you don't bold, replace with things about you.
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01. I like doughnuts, not a big coffee drinker.
02. I loved (and still do love) the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.
03. I don't drink alcoholic beverages.
04. I go through periods where I either sleep a lot or not at all.
05. I look for meaning, there always is one even if it is not obvious.
06. I don’t care about grammar or spelling.
07. I oFtEn TyPe lIke tHiS on tHe InterneT JuSt tO pIsS people OfF.
08. My dream is to become a physicist, FBI agent, journalist, pilot, professor Hell I can't make up my mind.
09. I'm hopelessly in love with Scarlett Johansen's ass.
10. I like making up words.
11. A switch turns me on.
12. I’m good at managing my time.
13. I’m usually very calm.
14. I love sitting and watching people.
15. I can be very determined when I want to be.
16. I'm low maintenance.
17. I never let people walk all over me.
18. I always wished I were rich as hell.
19. I'm an eternal skeptic.
20. I could wear my pajamas all day, everyday.
21. I enjoy watching infomercials.
22. I wonder if I'll ever get married.
23. Babies aren't cute; in fact, they bother me.
24. I am almost fluent in Spanish and French.
25. I think rude things about lots of people and tell them, someone has to.
26. I must rarely have MSN Messenger on when I'm using the computer.
27. I love to throw around big words.
28. Don't mess with my family or me. I'll make sure you regret it.
29. I think public displays of affection are acceptable.
30. I’ve never been on a subway.
31. $6.00 (UH OH!) says I can make better Kraft Dinner, grilled cheese sandwiches and French toast than you.32. I enjoy a good book.
33. I procrastinate. A lot.
34. I make decisions swiftly but am open to change.
35. I find I forgive myself to easily.
36. I have had the same sheets for 10 years. I need to get rid of this old stuff and buy some nicer new ones.
37. I move on and forget past failures
38. I will go out of my way for a friend or boyfriend.
39. I’m not picky about music; I just like to relate to the song.
40. Handwritten letters are a waste of time.
41. Just tell me. I don’t care for surprises.
42. I’ll e-mail you a greeting.
43. I still purchase CDs even when I could just download.
44. I go jogging or running often, it’s a loner’s sport and a healthy activity.
45. I always be myself, it’s difficult for me to be anything else.
46. I am EXCELLENT at saving what money I have.
47. I eat when I am hungry.
48. I watch Seagulls and other birds with envy, ah to fly.
49. I love mouthwash.
50. I spend hours in bookstores just browsing but don’t buy anything. I put things back though.
51. I love peanut better and hate jelly or jam.
52. I tend to be very nostalgic.
53. You can tell me anything and I'll keep it a secret. Promise.
54. I'm not sensitive to criticism, in fact I encourage it.
55. I have a superiority complex. I also have an inferiority complex. They balance each other out.
56. I don't mind approaching people in large groups.
57. I always eat breakfast even if it’s late, most important meal of the day!
58. What hair I have is black, I have no desire to change it in anyway.
59. I have no favorite sport; they’re all pretty unentertaining to me.
60. I always wear clean socks.
61. I make lists of everything.
62. I don't have any STDs, hooray for me!
63. I can’t remember the last time something embarrassed me.
64. I don’t like to take pictures of people, just places and random objects.
65. The sexiest body parts on a girl are her chest or eyes.
66. I think jets are the coolest mode of transportation.
67. I rarely sing along with the radio in the car.
68. I'm a hopeless romantic as much as I try to deny it.
69. Ignorance is bliss but for some reason I always strive to learn more about the things I hate.
70. I love anything new, Y2K was 4 years ago and I’m still waiting for the future to get here.
71. I forgive but I don’t forget.
72. I believe in the worst of people call me pessimistic and I’ll beat the shit out of you. See I told you.
73. Big Bird was my favorite character from Sesame Street.
74. I am a perfectionist.
75. I feel out of place in most situations.
76. I'm afraid of death.
77. I love reading other people's blogs/live journals/websites.
78. I think with my penis and act with my brain. (Does that make ANY sense?)
79. I carry cash and collect coins.
80. I wish my parents had gotten me more involved when I was younger.
81. I love my country.
82. I can remember a lot just by listening.
83. I have very broad musical tastes.
84. I do like MILFs.
85. Narrow-minded people make me want to get a gun, but I never would.
86. I'm incapable of having just one favorite movie.
87. I will travel the world.
88. I want to get my groove on? Where did that come from?
89. I am always 100% honest, yet constructive.
90. I hate don’t mind being nude.
91. Aviation and space travel are my obsession.
92. I want to find a girlfriend I have something in common with and enjoy hanging out with rather than just wanting to shag.
93. I’m not very dense. Depleted uranium, that’s dense!
94. I don’t label people
95. I dream about being rich beyond worrying about price. "How much for that cute island nation, Austrailia?"
96. I'm am ticklish.
97. I'm a lazy ass. I really am. Hello L.S.O.B?
98. Canada is cool, our friendly neighbors to the north.
99. I am a member of the Green Party.
100. I applied for a job at Game World, that place that smells like urine, last summer.
101. I really should be in bed right now.

Just Another Sunday

At about 2:00 am I had just finished watching As Good As It Gets and NEXT@ CNN when the phone rang. I was preparing to turn off the light and crawl into bed but My Dad was sick and already in bed so I decided to grab it. I checked the caller ID and saw that it was my brother's cellular phone, so I answered. He told me that he and some friends had been visiting several local clubs for dancing and music and was now within 20 miles of home; he told me he would be stopping here to spend the night. It seemed strange that he would be so close by; there are clubs where he lives; why travel to the other side of the state? I was too tired to question this so I said OK and then went to sleep. In the morning I ate some cereal, drank some orange juice and read the thick Sunday paper. I heard some noises in the garage so I went outside. My brother was replacing one of the tires on his car with a "doughnut" and the front bumper had fallen off. I asked him about this and he told me upon leaving one of the clubs last night he discovered this and suspected that someone had hit his car while backing out of a parking space, and then not wanting to be discovered left quickly. As for the tire he said it must have been from running over a nail or something. We talked for a while about topics ranging from a man he saw attempting to eat pizza dough from the Pizza Hut dumpster, a “dumpster diver” to some rap artist I was not familiar with and the Goth people he had seen at one of the three clubs he visited the previous night. Then he said good-bye and left so that he could get back to work on time.

Dad told me that he was sorry we didn't have the experience of growing up knowing parents who cared about each other. He told me that when he was younger he saw his parents argued at times but he also saw them embrace. I thought this was strange and irrelevant, why would he apologize? Just because the two didn’t like each other didn’t mean separately they didn’t love me. I guess this statement was more of an apology to himself than to me for putting himself in such a situation even then, it's not as if the strife between my parents had been entirely his fault. I hardly noticed as a kid, hardly cared unless their arguments got so loud they were disruptive to me. I wonder if he regrets marrying my mother, if so I understand, I certainly wouldn't want to marry someone like her. I sure don't regret it though, if it weren’t for them I wouldn't be here today, I'm sorry my Dad feels he wasted 20 years of his life with someone who didn't care about him but I value my existence. While outside with the car I saw my neighbor Mrs. Mason. She had lived next to us since as long as I can remember I used to help her rake her leaves in the fall and water her roses when they were on vacation in the summer. Her husband died recently and as terrible as this may sound, I’ve tried to keep my distance. It’s not that I don’t feel sorry for her but I’m worried if we talk long enough the subject will come up and then she’ll start gushing. I hate it when people do this, what the fuck am I supposed to say when you start complaining about situations I’ve never been in? I feel bad but I can’t help, I don’t know what you’re talking about. Leave me in peace. Later I went to best buy to purchase an extension cord for my PS2 controller. There is little more to say about today than what has already been posted, the end.

"Cheif that guy shouldn't be in the carpool lane, his passenger is just a big ball of candy" - The Simpsons

Turtle Power!

While I was watching MacGyver Dad found my old Ninja Turtles lunch box in the kitchen in the back of the a cabinet. We are preparing to move so stuff is getting cleaned up and packed up and there it was. The copyright on the front said "1990" Wow, 14 years have gone by since I last touched this? That seems like an entire lifetime ago, for the most part it is. I have to admit though, I haven’t changed much, I got taller, bigger and hairier (another good thing about spring break, unless I apply for some more jobs no shaving pour moi!). It's kind of scary when you think about it, even more so when you consider there was still a plastic sandwich bag inside, "sandwich" included. Michelangelo was always my favorite, then Leonardo and Raphael and finally Donatello. Yes Ninja Turtles was grand. I have the old movies on VHS, including the one with hockey-stick-dude and the ooze. It's one of the few little kid things you can look back on and say, he that wasn't too bad. Pokemon, awful. Power Rangers, ungodly terrible. Maybe it's just me, but Japanese culture produces some pretty shitty kids shows. Unless Ninja Turtles are Japanese too...Hmmm, I'm not sure, I thought they were American but you really can never tell. I even have the old Nintendo video games for Ninja Turtles. Of course at the time I was only one or three years old so I mostly just chewed on the wires while my brother played (shut up it was a nervous habit, like biting one's fingernails!) I do remember when you came out of the sewer and got into that van you could drive around listening to that song till you got hit by something. Do do do do do do do do do do doo. The second one had characters that actually looked like the turtles instead of green dots and colored squares but I don't think the game play was as good. Those rectangle controllers sucked ass too. 80's console designers obviously knew nothing about comfort and ergonomics. I'm surprised they didn't just make the controller a sharp metal pyramid like on Kung Pow: Enter The Fist. One final note, I also had the action figures that talked when you pulled that strip through the shell. Back in the day those were COOL. It's the only toy I remember loving prior to my Lego obsession. Thoughts?

"When am I going to get my body?!" - Krang

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It's a great feeling to wake up and realize that you have a week's worth of free time ahead of you. Just a damn good feeling. I watched Will and Grace for a while, got bored and decided later for some reason that I would help my sister clean out horse stalls. It will be nice to be outside despite the smell. I watched High School High last night. I can't believe I had forgotten about this movie it is very funny.

"Bygones" - Alley McBeal

Goliath Gulps

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"Like David vs what's his name's whole family"

Dude, THERES my car!

I made it back home alive to tell you this. Tonight because my car is a safety hazard my Dad let me take his shiny new Mazda. It's a great car, when I press my foot on the accelerator it moves forward before I count down 3, 2, 1. I nearly hit a car on the way there, went up on the curb twice and nearly ran over a woman pushing a stroller who yelled "Hey!!!” The mall which is home to our fair city's dilapidated six theater cinema is located on a long street called Wuanuhmakuher (Hmm possibly not the correct spelling). Along this strip or "The 'Maker" as Joe calls it where most of our little shit hole of a town's nightlife and takes place. There are bookstores, clothing stores, an IHOP and about seven different steak houses. I'm pretty sure the entire population was there tonight, which made it more frightening when the car ran out of gas. I put it in neutral and pushed it slowly down the hill straight through three parking lots until I reached a gas station. I had never ordered gas before. When I had been driving on a daily basis Mother had always had it filled up for me when I came out in the morning. Perhaps order is the wrong word, there was no speaker there like at McDonalds just a slot only big enough for credit cards and a sign that said see cashier. So I saw the cashier and we had an informative chat that went something like this
Cashier: . . . . ..
Lsob: . . . . .
Cashier: Hi.
Lsob: Hi. I need gas.
Cashier: How much?
Lsob: I don't know. Fill 'er up?
Cashier: What?
Lsob: Hell, I don't know how much it holds...just give me like a gallon.
Cashier::: looks at computer screen::
Lsob: I'll take however much I can get for five bucks and under.
Cashier: Okay 3.21 worth of gas, what number?
Lsob: 24?
Cashier: There are only 8 pumps...
Lsob: Ha ha just kidding, I forgot let me go check, wait no I don't want to loose my place. ::Looks at the big guy behind him:: Hang on there Bubba; it's my first time
"Bubba": No kidding
Lsob: See that black car out there, that's mine. ::POINTS OUT WINDOW::
Cashier: Oh, that's pump three.
Maybe one day I'll look back on this and laugh, I'm luaghing now because the cashier had a funny accent but I'm sure in the future my reason for amusement will be of a different orgin.
She gave me change and a receipt and I went out to the pump. Before getting started I slapped my hands on the car, I saw on Opera where a woman caught on fire because of static electricity igniting the gas. This was supposed to ground something. Then I unscrewed the gas cap and placed the gun shaped thingy in the hole. Nothing happened, and then I flipped up a small metal tab maybe one inch in length and propped the trigger up with it. I heard soft sound like *fwssshhhhh*, but there was no *CLUNK*. When Dad fills up the tanks they go CLUNK where’s me clunk? I just stood there for five minutes until I was sure all the gas was in then hopped in the car. The needle was still on "E". I was devastated but then I turned the key and the needle rose back up halfway. Victory is mine! I drove to Wal-Mart and bought tons of cheap candy and pop and shoved it in clothes wherever I could put it. I drove back towards the mall and almost hit one of the street racer guys in his loud brightly illuminated vehicle. By the time I had reached the theater Dawn of The Dead was halfway over so I bought a ticket to a later showing of Starsky and Hutch instead. I had just enough time too use the restroom in the food court before the movie started. It took longer than I expected though, there were swarms of middle school girls blocking the entrance to the restrooms and some loud guys inside had locked all the stalls then climbed under them. I used the handicapped stall, I examined the glyphs on the plastic walls, which had been made with lighters or knives and listened to the guy's discussion that despite their age was about "Boo-boo". I returned to the theater and watched the movie, which I enjoyed very much. I am regretful that I missed the previews though and the scrambled actor names like OTM SHANK. At the end Starsky crashed his car into the ocean and they met the original Starsky and Hutch because Huggy Bear bought their car. It's comforting to know there are people in worse driving situations than me. I guess Dawn of The Dead will have to wait for another dead. It is okay, the dead are patient.

"DO it!" -Starsky & Hutch

"You don't understand. A garage. I can't even pull in there. It's
like going to a prostitute. Why should I pay, when if I apply myself, maybe I
could get it for free?" George Costanza, Seinfield Episode # 39

Don't Burn The Bandwagon

Today was one find day, no homework and very little class work with the exception of Keyboarding 2. I don’t know if the teachers were just being uncharacteristically kind or if they just didn’t want to grade long papers over break. Keyboarding was the same though, of course. I didn’t expect it to change though, and I didn’t expect any class to be a walk in the park anyway, I never do. I understand the school is about education and that takes work, some of the students don’t seem to understand this though, or if they do they just prefer begging for entertainment to learning that will prepare them for there future. I am however very unhappy with my Keyboarding teacher.

She is one of those “business-bitches” ya know? (In her own words, okay so she didn’t call herself a bitch but it was something along those lines) I enjoy rules, I feel more comfortable working with them because they define my tasks and help me better plan what steps I need to accomplish them (though I also do well on assignments were parameters are less clear and more creativity is needed). However, there will always be times when reasonable exceptions to the rule must be allowed. You don’t have to worry that “If I bend one rule all the others will break” because if you’re a good instructor you will be able to regain control. If were CEO of some large business conglomerate I can see myself being very laid back. Wear sweat pants and flip-flops to work for all I care, just as long as your clothing is legal, clean, and safe and you work hard why should one’s attire be a concern of mine? Once the business has gained recognition, as force to be reckoned with others will respect your employee’s even if they don’t wear the most expensive tie clips or the shiniest shoes. So when I was a fraction of a second late this morning, I went back to my locker on the third floor because she said we couldn’t have coast in class, and she counted me tardy I was of course aggravated; it got worse however, when another guy arrived over half an hour late and loss the same amount of participation points as I did. I didn’t argue though, it wouldn’t have helped and why get mad when you can get even? If she wants to rule this class with an iron fist then fine, but I’m going to use my iron grip and some lotion to get some special cream for her morning caffeine break. Put that in your coffee and stir it. Meg told me last year that someone spat in her coffee and she drank it, I plan to top that by a long shot. All I know is I’m sick of her “Sit up straight”-“Don’t touch the machines”-“eyes on the overhead”-“feet on the floor”-“Where’s the memo I gave you on Monday”-“I’m not going to help anyone else after 8:40”-“If the correct format isn’t perfect I’m throwing it in the recycling bin”-attitude. A fellow classmate expressed similar discontent when she griped about him not using the bathroom pass sign up sheet to sign back in as well as out: Student: “Man, she’s been acting really stuck up lately.” Me: “I know”. Student: “I just wanna smack her in the face and say ‘Shut up bitch!’” Me: “Go ahead, if anyone asks I’ll say you didn’t do it.”

English was a breeze, the class watched Radio and wrote movie reviews. Movie reviews are my specialty, and when they are for an assignment I can really do a good job. In short though, I thought the movie was good. I thought it was really sappy though, and Cuba’s ugly-prosthetic bothered me.

In weight training we took a break and joined the freshman P.E. class for a game of baseball. I really enjoyed this, the weather was ideal, I hit the bar farther than most on my team, maybe it was because I had my sunglasses on and it was a bright day so everyone else was blinded but I think I’m just good. But I only got home once, I never got out but my teammates sure did and as a result we had to switch over to the field before I could score! During one of these transitions I apparently walked over to slowly and the coach made me do push ups. No sweat of course, I do 30 almost daily so 20 weren’t an impossible task. I don’t think he liked my jokes either, when I was up to bat I told everyone to hold on while I focused my ki and in the outfield I put the orange cone on my head and said I was Gandolph the wizard.

In creative writing we worked on our documentary scripts but of course we also watched a movie. We watched the first 20 minutes of Smoke Signals then Dean entered and announced that he had the Nightmare before Christmas and Sleepy Hollow in his backpack so everyone opted to watch Sleepy Hollow instead. It was a good movie, hokey at times but I believe that was intentional. Still I would have liked to see how Smoke Signals ended. When it came time to vote I was the only one in 29 who wanted to keep watching Smoke Signals, plus I had already seen the other two films. I’m not one of those assholes who vote against everyone just to be different I just believe my opinion is valid and I’m not going to pretend it’s not just because majority rules. (Go Nader!!!) I couldn’t believe people would just cut one film short to begin another. If you check some of my old posts you’ll see I have similar feelings when it comes to video games. However he deserved to see what he wanted, after all the blood he donated. Dean donated so much that he had passed out and that was why he was so late so go ahead and enjoy I guess. I considered donating blood once but given certain circumstances they might not want it. That’s it for today’s post I’m going to go see Dawn of The Dead. Wanted to say and do more but you’ve read enough, and I have plenty of time later to do it thanks to SPRING BREAK!!! If you took the time to even read this whole post you deserve a prize, leave a comment and I’ll send it to you :-).

Alley Cat! You're a wheelin' & dealin' kind of cat
who not only has the unique ability to take
things in stride, but let it be known you're
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"As for the dwindling minority who still don't like it - that's their problem, not ours. Stanley Kubrick and I are laughing all the way to the bank." -- from The Making of Kubrick's 2001

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Listening to: Tough Crowd With Colin Quinn
Wearing: Dark blue shirt, dark gray t-shirt, faded blue jeans and brown shoes. (all covered in calico cat hair! >=( )
Feeling: HYPER!!!!!!!

I felt restless today, fidgety, unfocused and just uncomfortable sitting still; yeah, even more than usual. It was probably because I was just one day away from spring break and I had little homework, it may have been because they were selling nachos and hot dogs in front of the school, they smelled GREAT and I was hungry. It may have been because it’s spring and that means girls wear less, they were hot and I was horny (spaghetti straps, short shorts and skirts oh my!). The most likely reason I believe, is because for the past few days I had been at my Mom’s which meant a big Pleasantville-like breakfast before school. Today I was at my Dad’s which meant cereal if I got up early enough. I didn’t, so at school I had a vending machine breakfast consisting of Spicier nacho Doritos and three Mountain Dews. I was just so thirsty, it was unbelievable, I should have opted for water but something about high school drinking fountains is kind of a turn off…maybe it’s the gum in the drain or the lukewarm water. Call me spoiled, thank you, but I like my water just above freezing with no ice, I tend to gulp so when I tip my head back ice sometimes slips out. I really enjoy it with a fresh slice of lemon straws are always nice too. Just like they serve it at restaurants. I take the time to set this up at home and the family thinks I’m nuts.

The national French test went well, I was surprised by how much I could comprehend. Study hall was entertaining, I got to see the newest edition of Jon’s tie collection a red tie with the classic Marilyn Monroe pic on it (You know, the steam vent one) and in the background an ogling paparazzi guy. In physics we watched Erin Brockovich (2000), months ago prior to winter break we watched Apollo 13 and October Sky. This I understood, but Erin Brockovich? I guess it had some science in it, but it was more like chemistry than physics. Science aside it was really more of a legal/feminist movie. I didn’t complain though, prior to breaks we always waste time like this. I’m going to get a head start during the break and read the next chapter. During the movie when Erin (Julia) was speaking with the woman about our favorite isotope Chromium VI a question arose. What happens when a woman has a miscarriage? Does the baby just drop out of a hatch onto the road or something like garbage down a shoot? I decided to ask Ashley-Amber who was next to me. She said it was probably just like a period. While I have yet to experience this step into womanhood myself, though as I understand it there is not a lot of liquid. I also know that when changing state, matter is conserved, a baby weighs what? Four, five, six pounds? Jesus how much liquid is that? You’d need like a bucket or as Jason says the obese lady’s tampon (A roll of Brawny tied to a rope). I haven’t been so disgusted by fetal imagery since The Underground Comedy Movie when the Mafia put them on spaghetti instead of sauce and meatballs (this movie is really REALLY FUCKED UP even for me. I do not recommend it!) When Erin asked the lawyers how much their uterus was worth to them, Roger the goofy guy who sits on the other side of me how much Ashley-Amber’s was worth. Regarding pregnancy, this girl I know named Kayla is pregnant again. It is gross because her belly isn’t round, it’s rectangular. Almost as if she reverse-swallowed a giant brick instead of a prick, I guess she is going to give birth to a human-shoebox. Her response like the MasterCard commercial “priceless” he laughed obnoxiously as usual. I really enjoyed this movie especially the part where she forced the fat guy to give her a job, employers sometimes you don’t dress in fancy clothes doesn’t mean you’re not intelligent or a hard worker. You hear that Chuck E Chese! Just because I had a beard that one day doesn't’ mean I'’ going to set fire to the place. Though I do…LOVE…fire… ::suppress pyromaniacal tendencies:: I also liked the Biker Dude character. Learned about The Roaring Twenties in U.S. History, very interesting then went home.

At home I watched The Usual Suspects, Swimming Pool, and Face Off. Ty and I should have that operation, it would be intriguing to see a white face on my body and vice versa. Though Ty has a small head and it wouldn’t quite fit. (I’ll never forget how this one kid teased him about that and the brain cereal…oh nevermind long story.) We took advantage of the fine weather and like everyone else in the state decided to grill today. At the store I saw a big guy carrying charcoal out to his truck followed by his son who was maybe 9 or 10. The son was cuddling and baby-talking to a pink stuffed kitten. The man pretended not to notice, I couldn’t help but smile with bemusement. It was like something from King of the Hill. Speaking of cats I saw a cat get run over at school today . It looked a lot like my cat Cactus Jake. At dinner I had to redo the usual stuff, put uncooked burgers back on the grill find the condiments in the back of the fridge that were not empty and put more hot dogs out when there wasn’t enough food. Everyone always rushes through the food around here. (From road kill to meal time, now that’s food for thought, but wait there’s more!) On TV there was this sex documentary, I asked my mom Why are you watching this, trying to spice things up in the sack? If you do decided to sprinkle some salt on your sex do it when I’m at Dad’s if I hear anything I’m waking up Eloise from her sugarplum dreams and bringing her in to have a gander. Later Mom and I watched some extreme make over where this once fat guy lost weight and he was left with skin folds hanging. We mused about what should be done with them afterwards. Ideas were luggage set, basketball, or Hannibal-friendly smoked jerky and bacon strips. About Cold play. I wanted to put Don’t Panic on the blog but I couldn’t find the code. Sorry, it would have made better background than In My Place but I couldn’t find the code. If you want to hear it you’ll have to buy the CD like me. This concludes today’s post, more quizzes, pictures, links and more are still on the way. I’d also like to celebrate today because TV Guide, Scientific American, and Popular Science arrived in the mail today. If not for popular science you would not be reading this now, the word “blog” was mentioned in an article and I looked up the word on Google and found this site so give it up for Pop Sci. Well see ya, I’m off to Kinkos to copy my face for the blog.

"I never forget a face, but in your case I'll be glad to make an exception." - Groucho Marx
"I miss Surge." - My Brother

Helen Keler Couldn't Even...

Has anyone ever watched a porno muted and with captions, look at what I just saw on TV.

[moanng]
Sam: Oh yeah.
[moaning]
Marcy: OH!yes!
BOTH: [ groaning ]

How is a deaf person supposed to know what "moaning" means?? Well I'm going to bed can't even keep my eyes open anymore...Remember that movie Pump Up The Volume (1990)? I must remain an- sleeeeep SLEEEEEEEEEEEEEP. Zzz

A Care Bear Inside, Maybe.

Happy St. Patrick’s Day

Okay, so I really don't get this holiday. Seems to be just an excuse for people to pinch each other, get drunk and a good time for my Step-Dad to cook corned beef and cabbage or, like this year, get my Mom to do it. I HATE corned beef, I can't even stand the smell so it looks like I'll be having Frosted Flakes or Pizza Bagel Bites for dinner tonight. Maybe I'll research the holiday sometime, with the internet the answers to almost everything are only a click away; but I'm sure I still won't care. (Once I actually typed "What is the meaning of life and where is God" into a Google search. I actually got some links but most just said Star Trekish BS like God is in your heart and in the flowers.) On the way to school my Mom noted that I wasn't wearing any green and when she noticed my poorly suppressed scowl she said that I shouldn't be a St. Patrick’s-Day-Scrooge. At school Phillip and Dean pinched me and said that I wasn't wearing any green and I decided against saying "Fuck St. Patrick’s Day, and fuck you too." They seemed happy and carefree so I attempted to adopt this attitude and did a fairly decent impression. We waited for Ty to arrive, for some odd reason he wears orange every St. Patrick’s Day since elementary school, but he didn't show up so no Pinch Fest 04.

We finished standardized testing, today. Not that such an "accomplishment" (those quotes are meant to indicate cynicism not something an actual person said) is even worth mentioning. We finished early and I had an hour and a half to spend trying to force a mumble out of the quiet-studious-girl and to covertly admire Ashley's fantastic rack as Sherk and Rogers tried to photograph it. Sex is such a distraction, after neutering my dog he never humped another leg. Too bad there isn't some way to just screw off your testicles until you need them then like, stick 'em back on later. I'd leave mine in the medicine cabinet for the next ten years! Weight lifting was more grueling than usual and by the time I left I could squeegee sheets of sweat off my abs and back.

I ate lunch with Meg today, I had noticed her in the halls several times this week smiling and trying to flag me down, but I was so bitter that we couldn't have a deeper relationship and that she had hooked up with my friend not realizing how much I care for her that I ignored her for fear of being hurt more. But today I ate with her a little and we acknowledge the fact that we missed each other. I decided that it was better to at least be friends with her than avoid her al together. When Duff showed up she forgot I was there of course, but if I was her maybe I would have done the same. I sat with Jason and talked about the silver trim on our project car in auto tech until the bell rang.

In creative writing while I was supposed to be researching I decided to surf the net instead. The Death Clock says I’ll die on June 20, 2085. Not bad if you ask me. In CW we were supposed to write a list of things or causes we would be willing to die for. I must admit there is nothing I would die for, not even the whole population of Earth. I'd probably be content to wander the ruins of country side reading books, eating MREs and wild fruit until I died of natural causes. If I had children in the future and one died I suppose I could always have more, and the way technology is headed probably just clone the one who'd kicked the bucket. Children die every year and the most of those parents manage to go on with their lives, even if sometimes it hurts, so why waste time agonizing over it? The teacher said if a Columbine like event occurred in the school she might put herself in of harm's way to protect us. Might. I thought that was sweet but it didn't really matter. If a student incident did occur I would use her as a human shield without much thought. As for the cloning issue, did you see Century City on CBS last night? I thought the show was quite interesting given that it was local TV and not cable. I might have enjoyed it had I not lost the remote and been forced to watch Judging Amy afterwards. I wanted to stay after school and see Carmella's presentation on her home country of Italy, but I had guitar lessons. I wonder what Europe is like after Spain's 9/11 like 3/11. Well gotta go I think my dog is attacking the mail man again.

"Genius without education is like silver in the mine." - Benjamin Franklin

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Today went well with an exception of my near death accident around 3:00 but first, a recap of events. School started at 8:30 today instead of 8:00 due to the standardized testing. This is not as big a deal as it seems, an extra 30 minutes of sleep goes almost unnoticed and if you do everything you typically do in the morning just a few seconds longer you can quickly use up this time. However I thought it would make a big difference, so that attitude made it seem better. I was a few minutes late anyway, had to park in private parking but that’s okay I was lucky enough not to get towed…that luck, karma, if you will came back to bite me in the ass later though. The tests were to convince the district our schools were not full of idiots, and allow us more funding. It was not something that reflected personally on our grades or education like the SAT so some felt that took pressure off. Not that it mattered the test was incredibly easy and most people finished with time to spare. The guy next to me had a camera-cell phone that he used to take pictures of Ashley’s ass when she bent over. To my complete horror he even proceeded to unzip his pants and masturbate, then take a picture of that and show it to her. Needless to say she was not too impressed with this. You’re average HS girl around here has the sex drive of neutered pandas, so if he expected her to be turned on by this it was a huge mistake. Very funny though. Keyboarding was a no-brainer, English I skipped to go to the orthodontist. He says my braces will be off in six weeks. Also good. Now the bad, I drove my car to school today since I slept in. As you may remember from previous entries, it is not in the best condition. As I was heading home, down Main street I was joyfully sipping my cherry lime aide from sonic, enjoying the nice breeze and how I was beating rush hour traffic by a few minutes when suddenly…. the radio guy decided to play that song from 50 First Dates that 311 did. (Ha, you thought I was going to get hurt some how) because my light-hearted mood I sang a long with this, I’m not even much of a car singer or a light-hearted guy for that matter. That is why you can imagine the expression on my face as I began to go down a steep hill near my house the hood of my car popped up and covered my windshield. MY eyes must have gotten twice as wide. In the rearview mirror I could see this business-mil.f in a green jeep behind me cover her mouth in terror. At first I was terrified too but I slammed on the breaks and stuck my hand out the window to force the hood down again. The woman in the green jeep stopped just before hitting me. I promised myself I would drive slower until I was home and could re-duct tape it but I noticed the yellow light on the hill sooo, I sped up again; and at the bottom of the hill just barely managed to swerve into the nearest correct lane as a white Cable van blew past in the adjacent lane. We were like a fraction of a centimeter from ripping each other’s mirrors off. After that I was in the neighborhood so the couple of minutes it took to get home form there were peaceful and uneventful. Thank god. I’m looking forward to Spring Break and Dawn of The Dead. The End.

"You know kid I've been from one side of this galaxy to the other and there's no mystical force that controls my destiny. Ancient weapons and hokey religions are no match for a good blaster at your side." - Han Solo, Star Wars

MONDAY monday

Today was okay, I went to school took a french test and studied for a history one. Ate lunch at Wendy's. Thier baked potatoes are quite good ( Why to I get this sinking Dan Quayle feeling? ) I like them with bacon and cheese. Of course no food would be American without a gool ol helping of fat. Jon won the Pulitzer Prize for yellow journalism and I found a perfect underground lair.
"INSERT QUOTE HERE" - INSERT THE GUY WHO SAID IT HERE
I am in need of quotes, preferably something inspiring, something that says I struggled in the face of adversity and triumphed; something that says I wasn’t afraid to be different; a quote that reveals the importance of being curious and creative, challenging the odds and taking on great endeavors. It can be funny to. Know any by Asterix???!!!!!!

Did you know they are making a Garfield movie, it's gonna have like CGI. . . HA HA HA HA HA HA HA *GASP* HA HA HA HA HA! It looks funny I can't wait to see it, but be warned there are also many stupid films on our horizon. Yeah, you know which ones I'm speaking of. Just kidding, sort of. Did I mention Hidalgo was great?

"Do you yahooo?" - Okay these are gettin bad...

Frell You.

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LUKIE CHARMZ ST

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MMMM I love scented candles they need one for bacon or smoked meats though. It would be easy to make just pour in the bacon grease with some candle wax and mix it up. You can have a bacon car freshner by hanging a strip from you rearview window with a piece of floss but doGs might chaase caarhuh.

DESPITE its fucked up second-grade-fat-girl-look-in-a-unicorn-sweater look, this quiz is quite decent.

Nihilist Bear


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"It's a good thing" - Martha Stewart

My Life Sucks Both Places

It’s 11:21 and I have just awaken from a strange dream, Mr. Green was hosting some type of robotic contest and I was competing with Jason, AJ and Peche. I needed to go to the store to get some stuff and from inside the store I saw some girl I recognized from school stealing my car. I called my Dad on my cell and he came by and picked me up I told the store cop about the girl and described her as hispanic, sexy and having a nice ass. The cop nodded like he knew what I was talking about and I yelled at him and he just said yeah, but she wore too much make up. I was pissed off because he saw the whole thing and just sat there drinking coffee. When I got back home I microwaved a bagel bites tray full of shiny forks. THis is dangerous do not attempt while not dreaming. Well everyone else is at church, maybe I’ll practice guitar and enjoy the peace of the house, or maybe I’ll just watch Monk or Jumanjii.
"It's a living." - the animals on the flintsones

MLDFNGR

Tonight while the family, that sounds almost mobish, was watching a movie I babysat Eloise. She was easier to take care of than usual, it was strange. Sje even took her pills by herself no chocolate milk or water to wash tem down, I can't even do that. All I had to do was put on the Beauty & The Beast DVD and she was content until she fell asleep. The only thing I forgot to do was make her go to the bathroom and I know I'm going to regret that. My picture CD came back from Wal-Mart today. As soon as I figure out how to get the pictures into a blog maybe you'll see one. Later I went to Hidalgo, GREAT movie you gotta see it. I went to the gas station before and snuck in a slice of pound cake and a mix of hot chocolate-french vanilla-white chocolate cappochino.

"Moulin Rouge wasn't a chick flick! It was a homo promo, a fruity flick."

Flashback

I wrote this under the influence of something I found it scribbled on the back of a grocery store receit when I bought two boxes of cereal fruit loops and fruit pebbles; apparently i was feeling fruity that day, or maybe it was nutty by the looks of this.... A video about how small and large objects could be viewed at and it went from incredibly small to incredibly big. Included views of the galaxy from deep space and universal perspectives then wne back into the guys hand and showed skin cells and sub atomic particles beyond that. Wow I have come full circle a comment on the purpose of emotions and now this memory. memory to help you recall past events here. Lamchops died and the woman has the letter 'and' No pineapple cake for me thanks. Jean de Florette

"I don't use drugs, my dreams are frightening enough" - M.C. Eshcer

Angry Kid

You are the Moon card. Entering the Moon we enter
the intuitive and psychic realms. This is the
stuff dreams are made on. And like dreams the
imagery we find here may inspire us or torment
us. Understanding the moon requires looking
within. Our own bodily rhythms are echoed in
this luminary that circles the earth every
month and reflects the sun in its progress.
Listening to those rhythms may produce visions
and lead you towards insight. The Moon is a
force that has legends attached to it. It
carries with it both romance and insanity.
Moonlight reveals itself as an illusion and it
is only those willing to work with the force of
dreams that are able to withstand this
reflective light. Image from: Stevee Postman.
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This quiz alerts my BS-detector. I could probably find more insightful stuff on the back of a Yu-Gi-Oh! card. Fuck Miss Cleo and fuck you too. Beautiful picture though.

"Half of everything is luck James" - 007 Goldeneye

This Quiz Sucks But Oh Well

what decade does your personality live in?


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2990's I can only hope to feel more comfortable in the decades to come, all past ones are a disappointment. Gee, maybe I'll be truly grown up once I start getting wasted every Friday night...I noticed none of the questions on alcohol gave the option of non-drinking, I selected wine & champagne because red wine in moderation is probably the lesser evil.

the tortoise and the hare

I awoke the first time today at 11:45, my cell phone was ringing. It was my brother, I answered and he made a bunch of loud noises and then hung up. I was having a good dream about the Kool-Aid Big man pimping my ride with chrome and shit so I grumbled and went to bed. A few minutes later the land line phone rang. I waited anxiously for the person to hang up. They didn't and for some reason the machine didn't get it. So I rushed to the closest phone which was the Sex and The City one shaped like a big high heeled shoe that my Mom had given to my step-sis. "HELLO?!" I yelled. "Hello." an automated voice announced in a mock-female voice even more irritating than the computer on ST:TNG. "This is an important call. We have been trying to reach you for some time. This is not a telemarketing call. Please return this call at 555 555 5555 (I didn't write the number down of course. Fuck this robot.) Once again I dragged my self back to bed and laid there staring at the Nighthawks painting on my wall. I didn't truly wake up today till around 12:34; got up drank some diet Pepsi (I hate diet Pepsi, if I there was ever a time when I didn't I don't remember) to wash the morning mouth taste from my mouth. Then brushed my teeth to keep that acid from eating away at my teeth, then drank some orange juice because it's healthy. Orange juice and toothpaste don't leave a pleasant taste, so don't try this at home. I was going to see Starsky and Hutch today but lest face it I have Fat Bastard loads of work to do and I'm already getting late start. No one else is even home. Step-Dad and little sis are at Chuck E. Cheese. Big sis is riding horses. Mom is at the office and my brother is probably at his student housing drinking beer and watching Real World. Chuck E. Cheese made me think of Meg, but I gotta get to work because as my Dad would say 'I'm up to my ass in 'gators" DAMN, this is what happens when you stay up till 2:00 watching Army Of Darkness and Dreamcatcher, fuck me Freddie!

"All creatures hitherto have created something beyond themselves" - Friedrich Nietzshe

The Crying Man (Not Remy from Sliders)

An entry in Faye's Boyfriend Replacement Blog prompted me to make a post about the subject. She mentions What Dreams May Come as one of her favorite movies ::cold shudder:: It's probably one of my least favorite, not because it is stupid like my other most hated movies but because it is scary. I don't like the idea of death and every time I try to face it I end up not sleeping and screaming into my pillow. At the moment I have no true faith, and being an atheist does not comfort me. A character on Odyssey 5 once said that he didn't mind the idea of nonexistence because the universe had been around for billions of years prior to his existence and not being around wasn't so bad. I guess it is not death that scares me, it's the process of dying. I don't want to know when I'm going to die but I also want to assured I have plenty of time to complete some certain goals. I didn't cry at this movie I think I was too worried about myself to feel any compassion for the characters and it was kind of one those experience where you're so disturbed and uncomfortable with what you're seeing you become almost catatonic. Since I can never face death I make a point to avoid movies like that whenever possible. Back to the subject of crying at movies: Both my Dad and Step-Dad cried during Armageddon. My Mom cried during many dull movies which I can't remember the titles of. Same with step sisters, the youngest of which cries several times daily for no apparent reason at all sometimes. She cries so often and so loudly that many teachers have called simply refusing to teach her and special education classes or even medication are options now being considered. My brother has never cried at a movie but he does quite a bit of moaning and groaning around new years when he's drunk as Barney. Me? I cried briefly during Pokemon the Movie. it was the only time, go ahead. laugh! I did myself a little later, but I'm not the only one Ty did too. I was also moved by Beavis' words on the bus in Washington DC when he expressed his sorrow over never being able to score! (Beavis and Butthead Do America) though I did not cry because as I was about to the bus driver kicked his ass and I laughed. Anyway, this lady says she actually enjoys crying? At first I thought it was weird then I remembered, I've head several people say something simmilar, all were female except for JC. When I was little and I was so angry at grownups to whom I could not express my feelings and even if I did they would not have listened. All I could do was cry, and I felt pretty, well, relieved afterwards. That same relief I now feel after...ya know. But the process of crying sucks so much it's really not worth the relief afterwards. Kinda like the burn from exercise and the feeling of euphoria that follows the burning. So why do women enjoy crying? I'm guessing because most don't ejaculate the way guys do. So they don't know that you can get that "no-worries" feeling in a way that doesn't suck while you're doing it. For most it's probably the closest they'll get to taking a load off so they know of nothing better. Just speculation though can't really say for sure of course. Oh well to eachs own. Binge on emotions then purge by whatever way you choose. That’s how vulcans are with their logic, but every 7 years they fight and have sex and all that stuff. END. So What's your take on this? I'm not saying I care, but I am curious. Post comments by clicking the link on the side of the blog.

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No school today, I got up at 11:00 in time to see McGyver to find Elizabeth at home on the couch eating a tub of ice crea,. She was mad because my Step-Dad forgot to take her to the ranch to ride horses. We watched my DVDs Duplex was great, very funny. Dreamcatcher was interesting, not so much scary as disgusting. I liked the book better despite it being like 800 pages. During the scene where Beaver was trying to keep the alien in the toilet, the ice in Elizabeth's drink shifted and she jumped on the other side of the couch. My Boss' Daughter was also good. Tara Reid is just yummy, her face kinda looks a rodent's though so a really hot mouse.
"It would be cool to date a midget because you can rest your beer on her head" - My Bosses Daughter

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March 2029 lol, that's about right be patient!

May Cause Harmful Interference

Disaster strikes at 4:00 am, The Medical Condition acts up and making me vomit and leaving me bed ridden for most of second hour. I drove to school myself today since my parents had to go to work and by the time I was ready to roll they were gone. I arrived in time to complete the enrolling process for Senior (12) year and fill out a questionnaire rating faculty performance.

I was too tired to put much thought into it so I just filled out the questionnaire bubbles in two strait rows and handed it in. Activist-Jon and AJ had a bit more fun with it to say the least. After that we just had our typical geek chat about how we had seen certain TV reruns so many times we had memorized the entire script, AJ told Jon about what white noise and how it is created. We joked about the translation of C++ instructions from other languages and how one could go about replacing Earth’s core with a cream filling. I left and spoke with Meg for awhile she mentioned her pre-med courses and then we said good bye and hurried on to our next class.

In Physics we reviewed wave types, mediums and how to find the period, amplitude, frequency and wavelength. All relatively easy. We finished watching the World War I movie in history and to my surprise I nodded off briefly towards the ending. I thought something was wrong with me and actually went to the nurse, I couldn’t remember the last time I had fallen asleep in school so I thought something had to be wrong! As I was leaving Trent told me that I slept through the best part where the soldiers had “gotten lucky” and how he should pretend to be coming back from the war in Iraq if that would help his chances. I had to force a laugh, to be honest I had always sort of suspected he was gay, no particular reason just an asinine hunch. Revolting as it may sound; He’d almost have to be with that painfully cute sister of his, one could easily imagine it being difficult for even family members to keep their mind from straying that way when a girl looks as good as she does. No one has infallible “gaydar” though.

I went to Hastingz and picked up some movies Duplex, Thirteen, Under The Tuscan Sun, Dreamcather, Cowboy Bebop, and a French film L'Auberge Espagnole. (thought I’d put my French skills to the test) Mme Chien was uncharacteristically kind today allowing me to make up the French test on Monday. Hmm maybe it is time I changed her pseudonym???

On a final note, musical note. I am learning several Eagles’ songs on guitar. My teacher complained that his British accent was starting to become more and more Kansan. Not really a problem, we don’t speak with too many strange lilts or draws so it should be a piece of cake for him to switch back next time he is home. I also got to test out a didgeridoo, maybe one day I’ll make my own Australian beer commercial.

“Bowawowoo ahh oowah wah uuHh” - didgeridoo

But it's kinda cold!

Ill update this tomorrow with notes I left on a card, WAY too busy now
THE TIME IS NOW.
Captains Blog Star Date: MARCH-SMOMETHING: On a routine patrol of downtown I located my mother's car in a parking lot and opened the door. I had forgotten my med. supplies and I did not want the condition to cause problems today as I had important work to do in English regarding a "dream deferred" as I am begging to solemnly realize most dreams are. I took care of this went to class and then went to lunch. I have a three day weekend coming up and still no word from my possible employers yet so I was dubious about breaking my five for some lunch at Pizza Hut or "The Hut" as Joe likes to call it, reference to Space Balls I think. It's okay though, I'm hungry so I'm going to buy something anyway. I'm sure my parents will give me some money and so I don't worry about it. Of course I won't worry about it, I'm listening to Jason Mraz on my minidisk player and he has just told me not to, therefore I do not. I must of had good karma or luck because when I got to the counter and requested a pizza the woman told me it would be a few minutes before they were ready; thing was, I didn't have a few minutes I had to be back at school. There was however a pizza already cooked that someone had ordered then canceled. She said that I could have it for the same price even though it was substantially larger than my usual. I decided that I should just go back to school. Apparently the counter-girl really didn't want this food to go to waste, this art work of sauce and cheese, so she offered it to the girls behind me for free. Opportunist I am I spun around and demanded to know why I did receive the same offer. I could almost see the AnimE sweat drop run down counter-girl's head. That’s when Ashley, the shorter of the girls behind me smiled brightly and said she would share it with me. The three of us got a table and we ate. The girls double, triple and quadruple dipped the pizza crust into the sauce but I repressed my urge to complain since they were kind enough to share. I would not have done the same. Ashley was full of questions for me:
Ashley: Oooh! Are those the kind of glasses that get dark outside?
Me: yeah, transitions lenses.
Ashley: I want those!
Me: You wear glasses?
Ashley: No! ::giggles and food falls almost falls from her mouth::
Ashley-Amber: Eww.
Me: You play basketball for the school right?
Ashley-Amber: Yep, did you go to the games?
Me: No, saw it on public access TV
Ashley-Amber: I think you were in my PE class freshman year.
Ashley: He's in my history too.
Me: That's right, I hardly recognized you because usually you're asleep and as a result I see only the back of your head. Unless the teacher is flirting with you and you're awake for that. Plus I'm generally looking at your little bubble butt, sometimes I see your pink thong... Well time for me to be hitting the old dusty trail.
Ashley-Amber: ::looks confused::
Ashley: What? Ha ha
Me: I gotta go.
Ashley: Bye, you can have the last two sorry we ate so much of it
Me: Its okay, thanks.
Ashley-Amber: Bye.
Back at school I quickly read Jon's murder mystery play before heading to class
"Where do freshmen come from" - Me
"How many Ashleys are there?" - Jon Answer: 5 that I know personally

Who knew?

Pizza Hut is forever coming up with new pizzas. The All 4 One is cool, Jon and AJ proposed the Stoner Pizza 12 slices of cheese, meat, shrooms, and weed.

"Poop on you!"

Comments (0) --------> HA HA You fell for it didn't you, it's on the side; next time I'll make a more realistic one.

Macropus Rufus !

Remember that snack called Dunkaroos? They were like cookies that you could dip into chocolate or vanilla frosting? Mec! Those were good they need to bring those back! Ah, childhood memories.

Apparently the name Crush (as in the animated sea turtle who starred in Finding Nemo) translates into "George" Hmmm yeah, right.

Hobbies: Looking up "dirty" words in the dictionary. The quiet girl who sits next to me in French told me today that the French word for vagina was the same but without the a. I have to say I was surprised by this (that's becoming my motto "I was surprised by this") She is one of those know-it-all-girls who never says anything unless asked by the teacher to answer a question or correcting the teacher. You know, the homely girl who gets special work cuz all the other stuff is too easy. I was surprised to find that these types of people actually looked these things up. The only people I know of who did this were the kids in middle school who had to look up 50 vocab words like "responsibility" or "honor" in detention. I was one of those kids; I also like to draw phalluses on all the animal descriptions. The kangaroo definition was the funniest because I made it take up the whole page. I told shy-french-chick this and she laughed, after that we talked about other animals in the zoo. She mentioned the stereotypical zoo field trip where the kids laughed and saw the gorillas getting it on. I laughed because I remember the same thing, on a sadder note I also remembering reading soon after in the newspaper that the big guy, Kong, had died. I wonder what the zoo does with their dead animals; is there a zoo cemetery around? Or do they just dump in the lake like dried up old Christmas trees? When I asked this she started laughing, a quiet laugh of course as if she was trying to conceal it. I went to the libraray to get Consumer Reports and saw her there on lunch break. Our eyes met and the she squinted and started giggling again. It wasn't that funny, good legit question if you ask me those Elephants corpses gotta go somewheres.

Studied World War I in USHIST, its a shame so many people died that way or anyway. I might need to watch Weekend at Bernie's to cheer me up.

Sin waves = Transverse waves...PHUN!

Couldn't Think of a Title

Today I enrolled for next year's classes. Yea. The End.

Creative Title

This should help us get over those language barriers; like in Ready to Rumble when Dave said "buenos nachos" instead of "buenos noches" and like on the Family Guy when Peter said "Bon Jovi" instead of "Bon Jour" HA HA HA, LMFAO! Thanks AV!

Just Quote and A Quiz

“You’re retarded, everyone loves hot fries the best” – random fat chick

“It’s a shame they don’t have Listerine in the vending machines because your breath is atrocious.” – me

You are a gravestone shadow. You denote the
dignity and wisdom of history and memory. You
are foreboding and dignified. You value
tradition and memory because your unclear,
muddled, and confusing. Dark thoughts or
depression may be clouding your true colors.
It may be that you have been hurt and soul is the
essence of those who lived and bled in the
ancient life you represent. You are slowly
fading from existence. Keep your place in this
story of time by consuming the future that you
find so threatening, for someday it will become
what you are: the past.(please rate my quiz cuz
it took me for freaking ever to create)


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Blank For Now

Your Energy is Grey. Your thoughts are rejected,
or maybe you are just manipulative, dark, and
evil.


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Today was decent, my classes were easy, my homework was done (a miracle given I watched almost 30 hours of TV between friday evening and monday morning) and there were no test. The sun was shinning agian, that same 45-65 temp I love. I made some idle conversation with meg and ate lunch with Jason today. After school I got to climb inside a tank the Army parked in front of our school. The solider told me not to push any buttons because it was on, that made me laugh. I couldn't help but imagine myself stealing the tank and driving it down main street to rob a bank. Or funnier to Wendy's just to order a bacon cheeseburger.

Well, I'm here now. . .

Mood: Heartbroken :-(

. . .So I might as well post something It is a beautiful day here in the heartland. It was about 59 degrees, my ideal temperature. Anything above that and you can start to sweat if you are too active, but it is warm enough to wear just a t-shirt. I prefer the sky when it has big puffy clouds, not clear blue, because if I am extremely bored I can imagine shapes for them, plus it reminds me of my PC desktop. There are not many signs of renewed plant growth yet but all the rain seems to be drying up and now the most notable weather is the strong winds. I think it is tornado season.

I found out that Meg and Dean are officialy an item now, damn just when I realized how much I liked her. I suppose I could just wait around for them to break up like I did with Sean but I had a dream where I had asked Meg out and got shot down mercilessly. I woke up feeling heartbroken, and to my surprise my chest literally hurt. It was like my heart had been a star that had collapsed in on itself forming a small black hole in my chest and leaving me feeling empty. In real life I doubt Meg would have been as cruel as she was in my dream, but I don't doubt that she would reject me. So I will try to forget about her and move on like I generally do. Well gotta go Jurasic Park the lost world is on!

"Ah, ah ah! You didn't say the magic word." - Newman (wrong character name, oh well he'll never escape that ident.)

Love. You Truly Desire Love. You long for someone
to hold you and take the pain away. You haven't
been in much relationships or you need to work
on how to handle them. You always seem lost in
a daydream about the person you care about
most.

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CLICK got your tongue?

A pop up just appeared on my screen and asked me "Which one is Britney Spears?" rather than hastily clicking the "x" as I often do so reflexively; I choose the wrong chick on purpose, just to see what happened. Wow! To my surprise I was correct in my choice and won a gift card. Any horomone-charged male can spot Britney, so how is it that I "won" even though I lost. The answer is simple, scam scam scam! There should be laws agianst this sorta thing, and if they are they need to be better enforced. SOMEHOW!!!

"Don't find fault. Find a remedy" - Henry Ford
No body is perfect. I am nodody, therefore, I am
perfect...........................................................who
were your parents? Barbie and Ken? you're a
sweetheart and compassionate and maybe a little
naive but it's only the mean people that take
advantage of you're sweet nature. you make so
many people happy, your like a walking teddy
bear. willing to give someone a hug whenever
they need it. don't let others put you down
about your attitude on life.


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