Tuesday, again.

Well it's Tuesday again, w00t? I spent most of Computer Mastery surfing the web trying to decide if I should buy Half-Life 2. Judging from the viewtiful screenshots I leaning towards a yes. Then again, there's that money thing.....I don't like to spend money. No. No. My discount at Best Buy will only take like two bucks off. I also have my doubts that this aging snail of a computer could handle it.

I enrolled in my very first college class toady, to fill in some of the gaps I'll have in my second semester of high school. I had already been accepted, so I just went into the counseling center told them what I was looking for, picked a good time and bingo, I was in. They didn't even ask me for any money up front, guess maybe I'll get billed or something. On the downside I have to purchase my own book from this special bookstore on campus. It costs an ungodly amount of money. $100.00 for a book?! It can't truly be worth that, can it? I better ejaculate each time I turn the page. It's an English class by the way, best to get the dull requirements out of the way.

Well gotta get back to work. I have a lengthy paper due in government regarding President Bush's tax reforms. At this point I don't even know what a "tax reform" is. So I better get studyin'. Speaking of Bush I saw a funny shit today: There was a picture of a woman's crotch and underneath it said "good bush" next to it there was a picture of Dubbya, underneath it said "bad bush" where do people find these? I guess he likes his ladies all natural. I would prefer shaved. Not totally, trimmed I guess.

"And I want to thank the Canadian people who came out to wave, with all five fingers." - George W. Bush, CNN.com

Old Comments
and here i was thinking humour was a canadian thing likewise with w00t
jessica | 12.01.04 - 4:04 am | #

It is. We have humor, lol.
lsob | 12.01.04 - 9:10 am | #

true, you guys did elect bush :P i knew it!
jessica | 12.02.04 - 4:16 pm | #

Yes, unfortunately. America is up to it's bush in Bush. Big, dark, curly, Texan bush.
lsob | 12.02.04 - 11:51 pm | #

lol thanks for the mental picture
jessica | 12.03.04 - 8:00 pm | #

This Is A Lyrical Parody

No blog. No blog. I just want to be alone today.
Got me working all the time. I don't want to seem unkind.

I have this stupid french 4 assignment where I was supposed to write down what I did each day of Thanksgiving break en Francais. Of course, I didn't do it. Now I have to fill everything in tonight before class and I don't remember anything that happened. Who says blogs aren't useful?
lsob | 11.29.04 - 10:01 pm | #

I'm Really Hungry.

I'm Really hungry and there's no food in the house. I don't want to go anywhere cuz I'm cheap and I want to wait until Mom fills up my car with gas. Plus the people at Quick Stop are scary and I can't go there. Lets think about food. Sometimes its fun to dream about food. What I would eat if I could have anything. Anything in the world at all....
Bush Meat.

.....In case you don't get this joke allow me to explain: I was watching CNN and they said people were hunting Gobos (aww, poor sweet ape-things) in the Congo because they can be sold for high prices as "bush meat". *smirk* Okay, bush is slang for....Do you get it now? But jokes aren't funny if you must explain them and the context is a little...off. It just ruins the whole anecdote.

So hungry. I wish I was at McDonald's right now getting supersized. The one on Wannamake r, not the dirty one. *sighs* I can taste the salt and grease right now. *Looks out the window and sees a red fox run from Mrs. Morris's yard into the creek* Hunt?

P.S. - Save a monkey.
P.P.S - This post is admittedly, idiotic. The result of a food deprived brain.

"Accept that some days you're the pigeon, and some days you're the statute." - Roger C. Anderson

I think I am the pigeon shit. Yeah, Every day.
Pigeon McNuggets?

Just Another Day

Just finished watching Species 3. Probably the worst movie I've ever seen in my life. Well not THE worst, but close. Very close. The Sci-Fi channel has a real talent for making stinkers like this *cough* Tremors *cough*. Or even worse, some of the ones that were so bad I can't even remember the titles. Like the one about the mutant crocodile. Damnit I knew I should have watched It's A Wonderful Life or M.I.B. 2; AND WHO DELETED MY MARRIED WITH CHILDREN FROM TIVO? Someone's gonna die!

"Just between you and me, I think Space Flakes taste like dirt."
"Just between you and me, your movie is a steaming pile of shit."

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Hey Nate, how are ya?
I think The Island of Dr. Moreau w/ val kilmer was pretty awful. Actually, alot of his movies were awful. But yeah, your sci-fi channel has a canadian equivalent here --- the space channel. loads of shitty movies. Mutant crocodile? Lake Placid? Not nearly as bad tremors! haha
Rochelle | 11.28.04 - 5:01 am | #

typo; *as bad AS tremors
Rochelle | 11.28.04 - 5:02 am | #

Yeah Val Kilmer---Bat Man & Red Planet. Those were all bad movies but for some reason I liked them. I'm a nerd, but even I have my limits when it comes to corniness. Ha ha actually it was not Lake Placid. This was MUCH worse. It was made just for TV about a mutant, prehistoric croc. I just don't get it. How could you live with yourself after writing something like that? *shakes head* The Sci-Fi channel does have a few good things. Like Stargate which I hear is filmed in Canada.
lsob | 11.28.04 - 7:15 pm | #

hah hah


what about the one about muntant ticks ( i do not think the sci fi channel made it but they sure did show it a few times)
cube | Email | Homepage | 11.29.04 - 5:44 pm | #

Mutant ticks? Some how I missed that one (thank god!). I think they're getting ready to come out with an even bigget stinker than all of the above though. It's about dinosuars who evolved into people...to quote Dilbert, GAAAAAH! To quote Charlie Brown Auuugh!
lsob | 11.29.04 - 8:51 pm | #

Shop Till They Drop

Everyone at the store was scheduled to work today to accommodate the hordes of shoppers expected for the day after Thanksgiving sales. It was wall to wall customers. As usual I got a few rude ones, and a lot of stupid ones. It was a tiresome day but on the bright side we got free sandwiches and cookies in the break room. Plus Vegas Vacation was on sale. That was cool. Vegas Vacation is my favorite, no Christmas, no European, no it's Christmas. No it's Vegas. Definitely not the first, that one was kind of stupid. Sweet November was on TV tonight, I love that movie, at least the first part. Gets boring pretty fast though, but I think that was intentional.

"Work is the scourge of the drinking classes." - Oscar Wilde

Sorry we're all sold out of anorexic PS2s.
lsob | 11.27.04 - 9:39 pm | #

Thanksgiving Day

Today we picked up Derrick from his apartment. His roommates were gone because they had returned to Junction. Once we arrived Mom began compulsively cleaning, because there were beer cans, pizza boxes and cigarette butts everywhere so we didn't actually head back home until about an hour late.

Back in Topeka, we ate dinner including all the quintessential Thanksgiving food. It was very good. Mom and Marty invited some friends over and they joined us. Then while they played Trial Pursuit and chatted I had a movie marathon. I watched Jurassic Park, Around the World in 80 Days, Say Anything, The Chronicles of Riddick, and Harry Potter and The prisoner of Azkaban. Then we all watched The Terminal. I'd seen it already but because I liked it so much I watched it again. You can read my review that I made a few months back if you want.

Went over to Dad's and watched Indiana Jones briefly with Uncle Mitchell; but Dad couldn't resist yelling at Derrick about the events of the previous night so I had to take him back before things got out of hand.

Stuff and stuff. Yeah, later. Stuffing. Stuffed.

Mmmm, turkey.

The Graves Holiday Season

Well it's almost Thanksgiving, in about a month it'll be Christmas, then New Years Eve. All with a shit-load of homework, and thermometer raising illnesses to add to the fun. That's right, one day into my four-day weekend I'm sick again. Loud coughs, sneezing, sweating and worst of all a really, really sore throat.

Tomorrow my Mother and I will drive to Manhattan (no, not the cool one) to pick up my brother from his apartment and bring him home for a Thanksgiving celebration. Whether or not that is possible now, I don't know. After hearing Dad scream the f-word several times, I came downstairs to investigate. I learned that my brother had just called to say he was arrested and charged with two misdemeanors, as well as a felony. He's not the first felon in our family but at least it's a personal record. Bravo Derrick. From what I hear he was in some bar getting absurdly inebriated when a brawl broke out. Apparently things got so out of hand that his roommates who were there with him were forced to call the police. I'm not sure what caused the fight but I can imagine. When my brother gets drunk he gets really whinny, and irritating. If someone tells him to shut up, and I'm positive someone did he becomes angry and violent. So when we received the phone call Derrick was calling from jail. He called Dad because Dad is an attorney (but mostly because Mom would have lost her head) but I'm really not sure that helps in this situations. It's not like you can just plead "not guilty" and make everything go away. Dad must have thought the same because he said that Derrick would have to find a public defender. I don't blame him, I mean it would be awkward to represented by your father and it would put judge in a bad position.

Later we went to the mall to see National Treasure. I have to admit it was better than I thought it would be. A thoroughly enjoyable movie despite an underlying sense of corniness. Some people said that the clues were confusing or too difficult to follow. All I can assume is that these people are stupid. Some of the clues were a little outlandish but not the kind of think that should stump you and leave you wondering what happened. I recommend it, good family movie. Of course I haven't seen the Incredibles yet.

SNOW! BEAUTIFUL SNOW! SO WHITE AND LIGHT AND FLUFFY ANd... aw crap it's cold and wet....I think my toes are getting numb.
lsob | 11.24.04 - 11:48 pm | #

:-)

After a lot of hard work it is time for some time off. It's about time, come Thursday it will be turkey time! No school Wednesday, Thursday, Friday and of course Saturday and Sunday. School wasn't so bad today though, after class with the infamous Hag-Man, things went smoothly. In Foods 2 Erin and some guy were debating whether Baseball was superior to Softball. She told me he was just jealous of her because her balls were bigger. Well, it was funny if you were there. Good 'ol Erin, she's annoying sometimes but I'm definitely going to miss her.

After school today I drove out west to get my CD player repaired. After taking a look at it myself I could find no loose connections or anything. I wondered if it could be a blown fuse but doubted it because that wouldn't really explain the "pumpkin incident". To my surprise, the techie at Auto Audio said it was indeed the fuse. He replaced it and "uprgaded" everything so it wouldn't happen again.

Since I was in the area I stopped by Game-World to see how much credit I could get for trading in my Play Station 2. The man there told me I would receive $85.00 worth. The newer slimmer PS2 is $145.00 and I'm comfortable paying that if I have $85.00 towards it already.

I came up with a great idea for an alcoholic beverage. I don't drink, but if I did I'd drink this.

USE THE NUTZ!

Time Out

>.<
STUDY STUDY STUDY!

I took a short break just because I need to. I'm studying really hard for this AP Chem test. This time, I absolutely REFUSE to get anyting below a 95% I just won't allow this to happen. I even unplugged the TV. While studying I picked up the remote control and tried to switch it on three times then realized why it wasn't working and got back to work. Yep! There's only one app;iance I didn't unplug, THIS ONE. Time for a game/porn break?

sunday Sunday SUNDAY!

Just woke up from three really strange dreams. They got stranger as time went on. These are the first dreams I can recall in a while because I slept for 14 hours instead of my usual 4. The first was about me and I jogging partner running around what I think was a college campus rolling out yellow police tape. I have no idea what this means, if anything. In the second dream I emerged from a big hole in the side of a mountain where scientist where shooting in some sort of "beam" I came out as some giant version of my self and went to work wreaking havoc on Denver, Colorado. References to this kind of stuff are everywhere. Godzilla (the old one) of course, quick parodies where made on Chappelle's Show and at the beginning of Beavis and Butthead Do America; but I haven't seen any of these for a long, long time. Why my brain chooses now to conjure up these images I can't say. To show you just how completely random your mind can be, my next dream I wasn't even a part of. I was more like and omniscient observer, maybe God. I dreamed that these two alien races were repeatedly trying to kill each other. The first race, which was definitely winning were of an un definable shape. They liked to wear plastic helmets and were really mean. The second species were like short fat people with no legs, they just sort of floated everywhere. The two met face to face, argued a lot then went back to killing and pillaging the others villages. Thankfully I woke up around then because I was starting to get annoyed with all this really freaky shit. So I went from Jogging Guy (possibly a police officer or college student) to Giant Me to Invisible-Not-There-Me. I think I see a pattern, but I also think I might be crazy.

I'm eating popcorn chicken right now, Rocky is outside throwing himself against my door trying to get in. Oh yeah and I just spied something out of place on Monk: There was a diagram of the "North Pole" on the Santa Claus Guy's wall. The picture was of the SOUTH Pole though. You could see the tips of Argentina, South Africa, and new Zealand. The South Pole also clearly showed the Antarctic peninsula. They got it wrong!

Oh yeah, I also have to fix my CD player. While driving home from some extemporaneous gas-wasting errands I noticed a chair at the edge of the curb by Liz's church. There was a pumpkin sitting on the chair and I spontaneously felt the need to smash it. I sped up drove up on the curb as I past it and knocked it out of the char into the street. Then I drove across the grass for a little bit then back onto Fair Lawn. As I was coming down from the curb the CD player just blinked off. My guess is that the bumps knocked some cable somewhere loose but I don't know where. I guess I'll have to take a look at it. Maybe God was punishing me. I guess I shouldn't throw that other pumpkin by the intersection off the highway bridge either. Tempting though.

Pool Full of Jello

I just finished watching Kiss of the Dragon and The Punisher. Now I'm getting ready to put in the DVD for Win A Date With Tad Hamilton. Shut up. I greatly enjoyed the first two movies, but frankly I'm getting tired of seeing people get the poo beaten out of them. A nice, goofy, romantic comedy chick flick is what I need now to balance things out. I guess Walking Tall is gonna have to wait till tomarrow.

"Guard your carnal treasure!"
"Don't do that again."

Daily Memory Dump; Current Number, Three-Hundred-forty-Seven.

START Today started off decent but like most of my days, and most roller coasters at Worlds of Fun, quickly plummeted downhill. I arrived on time computer mastery, thanks to my rediscovery of the highway. My glasses are still missing and because I didn't have time to put contacts in that meant driving was very risky. Maybe not the most responsible thing to but first things first (School before life? Makes sense to me.). I got an 'A' on my mythology test so that was cool. The second half of Mythology and the first half of Foods 2 were reserved for the all school talent show. When class dismissed we were supposed to go downstairs to the auditorium and watch it. However, you know how I get during school assemblies. I just can't resist the urge to run out to the parking lot, drive to Taco Bell, Johns or Tico and inhale tons of Texican food. I snuck out the back exit on the East side near the Choir room, avoiding teachers as I weasel out of school. I almost got caught by one though. I slowed down to admire this one girl who I thought was hot, but when she turned around I realized it was Phillips mom (weird.) I had forgotten that she worked at the school. Despite this she seemed to busy to notice me, so off I went. I spent the our feeding my face and trying not to get grease on the book I was reading in my car (now that I've put the massaging/heating pad in my car seat I never leave). I was thoroughly enjoying the adventures of Arthur Dent when I glanced at my watch and realized the assembly had ended 15 minutes ago. I had only intended to skip the assembly not class so I bolted to Foods 2. The door was locked, a video was showing and my knocks went unanswered. So I decided to bum around the halls a bit. That's when I bumped into AJ. Yes, AJ, as in the guy who had graduated a year earlier.
AJ: Hey, it's Nathan!
Me: Hey it's Aj. *quizzical look* Do you still go here?
Aj: No. Just hanging out; you?
Me: Yeah. Sometimes.
We started talking and walking with Joshua and suddenly we were in front of his Creative Writing class. Aj decided to sit in with Joshua, just to see if anyone would notice. With nothing better to I decided to join the class as well. The teacher arrived late from a doctor's appointment and there was no substitute so we spent the first ten minutes catching up. Ty and Meg were also in the class. Ty was friendly as usual. Meg smiled at me but didn't say much. God I hate that smile, I spent all of Sophomore year pining over her and just when I thought I'd gotten over her, DAMN! Females, money, and Mexican food. The bane of my existence. At least I've managed to leave weed out of the equation, unlike most of my friends. When Mrs. Vaughn finally noticed Aj and I weren't supposed to be in the class she just said "I see we have some new students!" and as I left she said it was nice having me back. How cool is that? One time I tagged along with Meg to a class and the teacher instantly booted me out into the hall. She's so laid back, that's awesome. I even did the homework she assigned. Joshua red his story about a drug dealer who died leaving unfinished business. It was very good. Jon also read a similar story (he borrowed the idea) it was supposed to be in your natural mode of speech (for most people at this HS that means some extreme slang) but you know Jon, always the professional it was in perfect English. Which was actually refreshing compared to the broken grammar I'm used to hearing. After Foods 2, er Creative Writing I went to lunch. Again. This time instead of eating and reading I just napped in the stairwell. My 7th hour ended 20 minutes earlier because the school need to prepare for the debate tournament. Only those students involved were supposed to stay, so of course, I left. I'm not involved in anything the school does. I went home and enjoyed vegging out in front of the big screen because Liz was too busy cleaning her saddle for a horse show to do anything else. Anyway, that's my day. Every little detail you ever wanted to know, and most that you didn't. END

I've Got A Little Place In Hell

A post in Faye's blog described what heaven may be like for her. I'm not positive enough to even imagine a personal utopia. My mind keeps circling back around to this world, as it is now. Just with more recycling. And of course, with me rich enough to make Bill Gates clean my toilets with his tongue (not that I'd want him to). So here's something I can more easily put into words. My own personal hell. In my hell all the things I hate most in this world would run rampant. Pickles, hairless cats, promiscuous mingers, twangy old country music. Every time I see those medical shows on TLC I gag. Don't like blood. Don't like scalpels. No no. Seriously, I'd rather be forced to see violence than surgery. So I imagine people would be continually operated on. While conscious. With no antibiotics, and no pain killers. Even if they were healthy. Evil doctor would smash up beer bottles then stich the glass shards into the lining of your stomach. Or pull out your guts and put on a pokey metal reel like in The Cell. There's just something creepy about people poking and prodding around in your body (I nearly had a panic attack before my wisdom teeth were removed). The weather would alternate between frostbite inducing cold (kinda like Nefilheim) and blisteringly hot. It would be humid too. In between malicious surgeries and torture like having several hundred tiny pins driven into your eyes. Citizens of this hellish world could relax and enjoy movies like Blue Lagoon, Star Kid, Calendar Girls, Baby Geniuses 2: Super Babies, The 13th Floor, Glitter, 3 Ninjas-High-Noon-at-Mega-Mountain, Kazzaam, Pokemon 3, George of The Jungle 2 and Jeepers Creepers 2. There will be TV but the only shows on are Strong Medicine, Beast Master & Judging Amy. Sorry. Even massage parlor where you can enjoy numerous razor lacerations on your back then have lye, sale and alcohol rubbed into the wounds. Then it's back to more torture with a fat, acne ridden, maloderous shemale who stomps on your testicle with cold metal heels. Oh yeah and all of this takes place in your hometown which now exist within a Hyper Cube (google it).

"Who the hell wants to go to Hell?!" - Chode McBlob, Tripping The Rift
"I've got a little place in Aspen" - Randy Marsh, South Park

This Just In

Went to school, then went home. Not much else to say. I suppose it wasn't too horrible but nothing to celebrate either. Today was my first time back in Computer Mastery after a brief three day hiatus. I'm not really a morning person so most days I casually stroll into calls two or three minutes late then spend the first half hour on Slashdot.com or MSNBC.com before getting to work. Last class I woke up at 8:25 and decided since class is 1&1/2 hours long and it takes 15 minutes to drive there and find a parking space I decided it would make much more sense to sleep in a little longer. So I did. The class before that I had an Orthodontist appointment and well, just didn't feel like going back after that. So when Mrs. Hageyman saw me today she said "Wow! It's been a while since I've seen you." I ignored her, of course. One of those education supervisors (the fat bald one) sat in on our class today which meant Hageyman had to actually help students rather than say "figure it out yourself". Of course, I made the most of this situation.

In Foods II we cooked several breakfast foods, sausage, waffles, hashbrowns, milk, bananas (okay so we didn't cook the last two). I really hate working in a group with all girls. As much as I enjoy staring down their ass cracks and cleavage when they bend over to get pots and pans it's just not worth the suffering I must endure. We have an all male group in the class, the kitchen next to us. Not only does their food always turn out better they delegate task and work like civilized individuals instead of running around like chickens with their heads cut off. When they start cooking everyone chooses what they want to do and then they do it. Alternating on the chores everyone really likes or hates. In our group when Mrs. Gaye says start cooking everyone just rushes to the counter and starts grabbing stuff once we finally do get started no one ever sticks with one thing we're constantly swapping places. If I don't move they start to get really irritating and start offering little helpful hints that are either useless, or pretty damn obvious. They must just like to hear themselves talk. For example, The Stupid One said I wasn't wiping the counter fast enough and that I reminded her of this guy at the restaurant where she works. What the fuck? We had plenty of time to clean up and even if we hadn't I would have stayed after to do it. It's because of speed wipers like her, who just give tables a quick one-two, that every time I got to Chili's there is something sticky left on the table. Hey Stupid, what about YOUR job? Shouldn't you be draining that grease off right now? The Bossy One kept complaining that her waffles were burning and since I was the only one with a waffle iron at home I offered my assistance. She just ignored me. I think it's because of that time I said "People with boobs shouldn't be allowed to vote" (This looks really bad out of context but it was appropriate at the time. Okay maybe not appropriate but an amusing quip). Anyway she blamed it on the waffle iron, whined until she got a new one then continued burning the waffles regardless of this change. Anudder thing, The Funny One (gotta give her credit, when she threatened to "vote me off the island for offhanded comments" it was funny) always snatches up the cooking sheet and writes all our names on it. This seems unimportant, I suppose it is and I can't imagine why it would bother me, yet it does! Sophomore year in Foods 1 we just passed the sheet around and everyone wrote their own information down. I preferred it this way. Jeez, imagine trying to perform a delicate task with several mosquitoes buzzing around your head? It's that annoying; plus they are totally crushing my creative freedom. Who cares if I wanted cheese on my potatoes? It's not like I tried it on everyone's, just mine! Cheese is good it would have been tasty! Huff puff okay that's enough. Moving on...

I re-shelved about 50 books today, it was hell because I left my glasses at home and was forced to squint to read the titles and authors on the spines. Also the Freshmen kept pulling out books on Ancient Egypt and leaving them strewn about on tables throughout the library. Those Freshmen *sigh* they're like wild animals. Even the teachers complain about them (Mrs. Hays, Mme Walsh, Ms. Patrick) and after walking into one of their classes I can see why. Those poor, poor, lower class teachers.

Bon Fete

Today we are celebrating Liz's 16th birthday. Ah, it seems like only yesterday I was sweet sixteen. Okay so I was never sweet and it feels as if I was never so young. She has so far received a TON of chocolate, Mulan on DVD, some cloths, and Linkin Park's Meteora. After she blew out the candles and we ate cake she left to go out with a guy from her school who's in ROTC. They went to see The Incredibles, awww that's so sweet. I heard a lot of "yesirs" coming from the living room as Marty took the guy through the usual date interrogation.

Man's Greatest Invention, or at least the first.

The back scratcher. It may not be the greatest but I bet it was invented centuries before the wheel or fire. People have had itchy backs ever since there have been people. What prompted this comment? Simple, today I found a back scratcher lying on one of the desk in our great cavernous gothic library. It was about 30 centimeters long and made from carved wood. One end was carved to look like a hand, the other had a small wooden wheel attached to it. The first back scratch were probably just sticks of course. Or a rock lying near by the sleeping cave. Even dogs use back scratcher. When my dog Rocky can't reach an itch with is paws he rolls around on the carpet with his paws in the air. So it doesn't take a brain to advanced to make one. What we need is a scratcher for today. A modern scratcher like no other. I say lets get Dean Kamen and that Dyson guy on it right away. The BS2000! All good inventions should have the number 2000 on it. 2000 denotes a sense of wonder and artifice. At least it did at the turn of the century perhaps 3000 is more appropriate now. Yes, the B-S-3000. Solid GOLD!

Could double as a ball scratcher!
lsob | 11.17.04 - 8:27 pm | #

So Tired PH323

Uhgh
I worked 20 hours this week. Needed the money so badly. Didn't have a choice. Took Dylan's hours so he could perform in a school performance. Learned a lot about ware house safety when a tall stack of printers and Xboxes fell on me. Unfortunately I wasn't hurt. Got stuck in a gap between the pop cooler. I say unfortunately because if I had been injured I could have filed for worker's compensation and raked in the cash Lsob style. Not that I wouldn't have deserved it.

Spying On The Emo Girls

Trent and I were in the practice room working on some of the guitar solos for class when we spotted three girls. They were all hot, so of course we were checking them out.
Me: Nice.
Trent: Yeah...but they're bitches though. Weird too.
Me: What do you mean-Oh I see.

The girls are teacher's assistants for Mr. H. Every day at some random time during class they all leave the office to take attendance (that way no one knows when it's safe to sneak out of class). I don't know why it takes three people just to take attendance, they could just send one person out and that would be enough; but of course they wouldn't want one of them to be alone. I've never seen one of these girls without the other two within a 5 foot radius. Now that I think about aren't the teachers only supposed to have one helper? They must have pulled some strings to all get into H's class. Okay so the weird thing about them is they all look identical, I don't think they're triplets but they could certainly pull it off if they wanted people to think that. They dress exactly (not an exaggeration) the same. The same tight faded jeans, the same retrograde looking shoes, the same tight wool sweaters, and the same strange belts studded with miniature metallic tetrahedrons.

Trent: Nice asses.
Me: They all look the same. I think they're robots that come off an assembly line.
Trent: They're Emos.
Me: Birds?
Girl #2: *turns around and looks through the sound proof glass door*
Trent:......
Me: Hide!

O_O

Phillip has just posted the number for his own personal phone sex line on the dry erase board and he has already got a customer, Gillian. I know she is joking but, I think Phillip maybe be on to somwthing. After all whether or not the girl on the other side is serious or not; she can't see what you're doing.

A real life duck hunt. Remember that game? For NES?
Endangered bird shot

*drool*
Ahhh, great site. GREAT! You need to watch the leprechaun one in the pub. It's the best.
Funny Too

???

Copy and paste first few lines from Autopilot post.
Just finished having dinner, Godfather's pizza. Hmmm, I think Pizza Hut is better but it was a tough choice. Yet another reason why Kansas is better than Nebraska. Purchased Green Day's American Idiot CD today with my shitty worthless store discount. Overall I think Dookie was better but American Idiot has the best song so far. Boulevard of Broken Dreams.

I walk a lonely road
The only one that I have ever known
Don't know where it goes
But its home to me and I walk alone

I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
When the city sleeps
And I'm the only one and I walk alone

I walk alone
I walk alone

I walk alone
I walk a...

My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing thats beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
Til then I walk alone

Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Aaah-ah,
Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah

I'm walkin down the line
That divides me somewhere in my mind
On the border line
Of the edge and where I walk alone

Read between the lines
Whats fucked up and everything's alright
Check my vital signs
And know I'm still alive and I walk alone

I walk alone
I walk alone

I walk alone
I walk a...

My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
Til then I walk alone

Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Aaah-ah
Ah-ah, Ah-ah

I walk alone
I walk a...

I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
When the city sleeps
And I'm the only one and I walk a...

My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
Til then I walk alone

Old Comments

i was kinda disapponinted with the song, it was actual art.

which i guess even immature rockers have to grow up at some point.

The song was really good, it was one of the betters songs i have heard recently
cube | Email | Homepage | 11.15.04 - 9:49 am | #

Better than the first trac at least.
lsob | 11.17.04 - 9:29 pm | #

Sorry

I know I promised everyone no more politics, but this was so interesting. Hmmm, politics; interesting. I must have started aging. Where's my dentures? I got this from Faye, who got it from Lisa...all visitors feel free to pass it on.

Your Score:
Your scored -0.5 on the Moral Order axis and 2.5 on the Moral Rules axis.
Matches
The following items best match your score:
System: Socialism
Variation: Moderate Socialism
Ideologies: Social Democratism
Parties: No match.
Presidents: Jimmy Carter (80.99%)
2004 Election Candidates: John Kerry (77.25%), Ralph Nader (74.81%), George W. Bush (58.90%)

Statistics
Of the 4905 people who took the test:
0.7% had the same score as you.
14.5% were above you.
75.9% were below you.
30.9% were to your right.
56.3% were to your left.
TAKE IT HERE!

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Autopilot

Today was pretty typical. Went to school. Came home. Went to work. Came home. Did homework, went to bed. Rinse and fucking repeat. One highlight of my day (besides the steamy shower before work) was that Halo 2 was out. This sucked because I had hordes of customers and almost didn't get a break. This is also good because I got to try it out for 20 minutes since we had an Xbox set up in the hub, which is our break room. I played the multiplayer vs mode and the regular game. Regrettably I didn't get to try Xbox live but I've reached a verdict anyway. It's good. Really good, but not great. The Graphics and story are excellent, the characters are kind of lame and the game play while exciting has one annoying flaw. When you aim your weapon you have to use an entirely different joystick on the controller. I like it better when you automatically aim in the direction you are firing. Now don't get me wrong, this is a good feature at times for example sniping other players. However, I wish it would automatically return to facing the front when I'm done shooting. It's kinda hard to shoot someone when the top half of your body is pointing in an entirely different direction. As much as I enjoyed this game it's not worth buying an Xbox for. X-mas maybe.

"Hi I'm Amber."
"Nathan. Like the song by 311?"
"No. I hate 311."
*gasp* "Everyone loves 311. Amber is the color of your energyyy!"
"Oooh. Yeah I guess it's ok. That song is kind of old but I heard it for the first time like a month ago"

Old Comments
"Now don't get me wrong, this is a good feature at times for example sniping other players."

I think that is a default that you must have turned off or on.

autocenter is the name of that.

and i have it turned off for Halo one, and i think it is defaulted off for halo two (not so sure about that though)
cube | Email | Homepage | 11.15.04 - 9:52 am | #

oh and i was really close in my presdential perdiction
cube | Email | Homepage | 11.15.04 - 9:52 am | #

This IS Education?

12th grade. Senior year. This is my last year of high school my final year of enforced education; and you know what makes up the majority of my school and home work? FUCKING WORD SEARCHES!. FUCK.ING.WORD.SEARCHES! I refuse to pay college tuition for this chicken shit. Okay, calming down now. Ideally teachers would just give us something to read and then answer questions about, I don't like spending a really long time doing word searches when I could be doing something, okay anything, else.

There is a new Dr. Pepper in stores now. When she returned home from shopping mom had a case of Diet Cherry Vanilla Dr. Pepper with her. Wow, I think it says a lot about the market when you can have products like this for sale. I would have preferred to try regular but Mom is trying (unsuccessfully) to force us all to drink diet pop now. Still, it's not as bad as Diet Pepsi. It's good, but not I'll-Buy-This-Good.

I watched Secret Window, wasn't bad. I mean the parts that I actually saw, I fell asleep during the last half since it was so late. Liz told me how it ended, and Mom interpreted, since you know, Liz is a moron who can't articulate anything. She only rented the movie because she liked the actor in it. Who sees a movie just because of who is starring in it? Anyway, it sounded interesting, I'll rent it again when I'm not so tired.

I hate my self for missing Star Trek: Enterprise. Didn't even get it TiVoed. *sigh* Guess I'll have to wait for the reruns to see what happened to the genetically engineered humans created by the great grandfather of Dr. Soong who took over the klingon ship. Gosh darn it!

Another Day, Another Blog

Hi there, Nate here!
Today was fun filled. It started at 7am, which is normally not how fun filled days begin, but today I was feeling peppy. I went to the store meeting and met all of the new seasonal employees hired for this coming holiday season. Gillian and Taylor were there as well as several other n00bz.

When I returned home around 9:30, I decided to help Marty with yard work. I helped by mowing the lawn, which is way funner (Yes I said funner. Have a fucking aneurysm about it.) with the riding lawn mower. I even got to try the new leaf blower/sucker.....*crickets*.....It has way more sucking and blowing power than the last one because it has a 2-cycle gas powered engine instead of just the crappy electric motor like one Dad has. The plastic suck shaft is a few inches longer to so it really helps with the out of reach blowing. Still, in some ways I prefer the electric one because it is lighter and probably more durable also. The man across the street has the same model as Dad's and he seems to enjoy it. In the end I suppose it all comes down to personal preference. One day I hope to have one that utilizes the best of both worlds.

Derek came home to visit today, after playing with Rocky and enjoying a dinner of grilled cheese burgers we decided to watch one of three DVDs I rented. We watched Ali G Indahouse. Some think it was a bad movie but I have always felt that movies should be judged according to their purpose. By that I mean, I did not go to The Day After tomorrow expecting to see a historically accurate portrayal of World War II. I came to see a special effects action blockbuster, and this purpose was fulfilled. If you're looking for an Oscar winner look someplace else. Ali G In The House will move no one with it's deep story. However, I would be surprised if you could sit through the film and keep a straight face. No one in my living room did. I thought it was hilarious and although I got slammed by everyone else in my house many laughter longer and harder than I did. So keep this in mind next time you're having a movie night. Ali G In The House is kinda like a mix between Malibu's Most Wanted and Head of State...only in England. The double entendre was great and I loved picking up new British slang to look up on UrbanDictionary.com and use in daily life. Grab this movie today.

Unfortunately with all this fun and games (we also played SORRY! Since Elle requested. Geez it was like Mormon night at our house) I had little time for homework and that lengthy paper over Warren Court is due for Honors government on Monday. Sunday, I better turn off the TV and put my nose to the grindstone.


Oh yes, I also need to work on getting that super duper dog toilet patented.
lsob | 11.06.04 - 10:49 pm | #

Dream Land!

Today I had a horrible nightmare. I dreamed that I won a reality TV show but when the time came for me to recieve my prize money there was none. The network had gone bankrupt somehow. Naturally, I went on a killing spree.

In this dream, the only one a felt guilty about murdering was that nice old butler. I left out the part about Jesus turning into a bear. Why has that become a reoccuring theme?
lsob | 11.06.04 - 10:56 pm | #
Just realized how many popups this blog has, my filter does a good job a catching them; but not everyone has that luxury. I will try to eliminate some myself so that visitors are not bombarded.
lsob | 11.05.04 - 10:54 pm | #

A Nice Change of Pace

Today our band class went on a field trip to Kansas City to visit the Jazz Museum there, it was pretty cool. I love field trips, I never really got to ride the school bus as a kid because my parents always drove me to school, that's just the way most students at my old school did it. So for me the big yellow utilitarian vehicle is a novelty. It had all sorts of musical artifacts from the early 20th century and interactive stations where you could push buttons. Who doesn't love pushing buttons? There were informative exhibits about Duke Ellington, Louis Armstrong, Ella Fitzgerald etc. I even ran across some of the songs we played in class. The museum focused a lot on how racially segregated KC used and how people living in such areas helped develop jazz from a form of music that was primarily frowned upon, to an art form that was appreciated and became known as America's only cultural contribution (this is kinda dated, I think it's obvious the U.S. has made a ton of cultural contributions). I would say Bebop is my favorite form of Jazz. It almost makes you wonder if someday bands like KoRn will have their own museum. *pause followed by excessive laughter* No, of course they won't. I wanted to get a souvenir from the gift shop but I needed to save my money for lunch. We ate at a restaurant that served oversized barbecue sandwiches. I went with smoked turkey, NO PICKLES, of course. I managed to eat most of mine which mean on the way back I just laid down on the bus seat in pain. Maybe that name analysis was right about the digestional problems. It was more fun riding to the museum than returning. I found a great book to read on the way, it's called The Hitchhicker's Guide to the Galaxy. I can't remember the last time I enjoyed reading this much. I still have a lot more to enjoy now that I'm back home too. About 600 pages more. After the field trip I returned to school with only one class left, French 4. We decorated the main hall and foyer with stuff for National Francais Week.

Old Comments
GAAAAAH! BUSH WON! HE ACTUALLY FUCKING WON! What does that say about America? Oh the shame. There are really only two types of Amerians, and I can't believe those OTHER people are actually the majority. Revolting. That's just so terribly wrong. I held my country in such high regard, with such pride. And now.....t-THIS! My flag waving days are over.
lsob | 11.04.04 - 1:35 am | #

Things Could Always Be Worse

I'm not sure I have it in me to go into any details but to surmise my day lets just say that it sucked balls. Here's a list of the crap I had to deal with:
1. While backing out, I ran into the garage door and broke it
2. Knocked the rear bumper off of my car
3. Cut my hand while trying to fix both of those
4. Got hit in the face with a rake
5. Was late to Honors U.S. government and got locked out
6. Got a C on my AP Chemistry test
7. Overdrew my checking account by $2.11
8. Got fined $17.00 for overdrawing my checking account
9. Lost my wallet
10. Had to accept the extra hours offer at work to make up for all the money I owned
11. Had to put up with Amanda bossy ass even though she isn't a manager
12. Got into argument with Republicans while watching Fox News, 3 against me

Me: We're also giving out 7 free issues -
Amanda: No don't get them *to customer*
Customer: Why?
Amanda: Because after you get the 7 free they will automatically bill your account.
Me: But you can just cancel your subscription before that.
Customer: No, that's okay. Bye.
So the customer went to the door and chatted with Amanda for a while then she came back.
Me: What the hell was that all about?
Amanda: He is a friend of mine, I didn't want him to get stuck with a bad deal.
Me: It's not a bad deal so long as you aren't a lazy asshole. I did the magazines and it worked fine.
Amanda: Well how would you feel if your friend let you enter into a bad arrangement like that?
Me: I would understand because it was work related. Besides, I was the one selling the magazines, not you.
Amanda: It's just one sale, no big deal.
Me: Easy for you to say you've sold fifteen tonight, I have ONE.

And then...
New Employee: I don't know how to do any of the closing duties.
Amanda: It's okay Nathan will stay after and help you.
Me: Woah, woah, woah. Did you just volunteer me for something? Without asking?
Amanda: Well I just assumed you would be a gentleman about it.
Me: Well when you assume you make an ASS out of U and me.
Amanda: We're the only ones here and I have to leave at 10:00. My boyfriend is making jello shots!
You ain't goin nowhere
Me: I'm not even supposed to be here today! You are. So you stay and work with her.
Amanda: I already asked Jen if I can leave and she said yes.
Jen: Yeah, you an go, have fun!
Amanda:*walks over to the computer and ends her shift then skips out, big tits bouncing all the way*
If it weren't for the fact I need this job, and enjoy staring at your ginormus knockers I would have smacked you in the face weeks ago.
Me: Bitch.
New Girl: Hm?
Me: No, NOT YOU.
And what the hell is a "Jello Shot" it's probably that whore's code for a cum shot to the face.

FYI

This is the last political thing I'll stick in this blog. Maybe.

You preferred Kerry's statements 67% of the time You preferred Bush's statements 33% of the time Voting purely on the issues you should vote Kerry Who would you vote for if you voted on the issues? Find out now!

Not Much

That's what's up. Here is a list of possible college majors: computer science, electrical engineering, journalism, physics, psychology, and marketing. I haven't really narrowed it down yet but it will probably be one of those. I've got plenty of time to decide anyway.

This was too close for comfort:
The name Nathan creates the urge to be friendly and diplomatic, but we point out that it limits your versatility and vision, tuning you to technical details. This name, when combined with the last name, can frustrate happiness, contentment, and and success, as well as cause health weaknesses in the fluid and elimination system.
The name of Nathan incorporates a potential aptitude for concentration and patient, logical thought along mechanical or scientific lines. You tend to prefer to follow normal routine rather than cope with the disruption and uncertainty entailed in trying something new. You gravitate to situations where you have stability and the opportunity to make slow step-by-step progress, preferably in a technical field. Procrastination and lack of self-confidence may restrict your success. This is based on the Mathematical Principle as taught in the Kabalarian Philosophy, or some bullshit like that. It came from kabalarians.com AKA popuphell.fuk.