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Wednesday, February 23rd, 2005

(Take 1 Penny |Leave A Penny)

Subject:My Final Resting Place.
Time:10:25 pm.

Joint Blog with Carl. Enjoy.

Sunday, June 6th, 2004

(Leave A Penny)

Time:6:11 pm.
This is the most interesting survey I've ever come across...

BTW, in case you all didn't know, I have a GreatestJournal Account, so if any of you also have accounts with GJ, and wish to add me, my userinfo is HERE My journal at GJ is much more prettyful than here...

Survey thingCollapse )

Maybe we can meet again further down the river.

Friday, June 4th, 2004

(Leave A Penny)

Time:7:28 pm.
Mood: listless.

Wednesday, June 2nd, 2004

(Take 7 Pennies |Leave A Penny)

Time:1:19 pm.
My aunt is bedridden now. They've had the priest give her last rites. She's got a cathader, and she can't fucking eat anything. And right now I'm working on my english project in case she dies.

How's that for overly depressing?

Not to mention I was already depressed this week because I'm tired of always wearing my heart on my sleeve and getting hurt. I'm tired of people always knowing (or thinking they know, which is worse) how I feel about everything and everyone. I'm tired of pretending, and tired of being lied to, and talked about behind my back. I'm especially tired of having to hate people because they hate me based on misunderstandings and other people's opinions.


Saturday, May 29th, 2004

(Leave A Penny)

Time:12:20 am.
So um... in my coffee induced stupor... (in which I would normally impart great philosophical knowledge, e.g. the meaning of life) I've decided that my User Info page, shouldn't contain any actual information, except for my declaration of insanity.

And so it is.

I feel like I should write something... but I've no ideas. So I might a) start that essay thing or 1) expand that horror story I wrote a while back.

I've gone from hip hop (public enemy) to show tunes (moulin rouge and little shop) to Heavy thrasher get-knocked-up-in-a-mosh-pit-and-no-one-knows-the-babydaddy metal (fear factory and in flames), all in one day. And now I appear to be heading back to 80s alternative rock. Weiiiiird...

FEAR FACTORY ROCKS MY SOCKS! And I've decided that the only two public enemy songs I really like are:

- 911 is a joke
- Fight the Power (which is funny cause........ I'm white.)


Running just as fast as we can, holding on to one another's hand.

Friday, May 28th, 2004

(Leave A Penny)

Time:4:19 pm.
Mood: chipper.
So... I went on an icon spree last night, and I'm too lazy to reupload these to my icon journal so here they are:

& & & & & & & & & & & & & &


So I had this really bizarre dream last night... I was like, fighting these zombies, and I was killing them with my favorite kitchen knife. Which I would never do, because it's my favorite fucking knife. No one can touch my knife. So anyways, I was fighting this zombie, and it took the knife from me, and then I grabbed the knife by the blade (which I seem to do a lot in dreams) and I cut my fingers, of course, but I got the knife back. After I killed it, we like, cooked it, and we were eating it... it tasted like shit, I remember that. I can taste things in dreams for some reason. The bits of zombie looked a whole lot like a combination between sausage links and jelly beans... like linked jelly beans. It was awesome cause for some reason when I pulled them apart, they turned different colors. But when everyone else (and by that I mean my family) did it, they stayed the same color.

Night before I had a dream about driving... it was rather wreckless driving. I looked up driving in my dream book thing and it said something like, driving is a reflection of how you live your life or something like that. So wrecklessly apparently... even though in the dream my mom was driving. I think that was the same dream as the one where I was on a cruise ship, underwater, and there was time travel and cryogenic preservation, and I distinctly remember these vivid blueprints for shit that I could have never thought of. It was so awesome.

Dream thing stolen from someone...Collapse )

Reach out and touch faith.

Thursday, May 27th, 2004

(Leave A Penny)

Time:10:05 pm.
Mood: contemplative.
OMFG... The Count of Monte Cristo is the greatest movie ever created.

You know how you know it's a great movie? After you watch it, you idolize the guy. You actually want to start calling yourself the count of monte cristo, learn to sword fight, and when someone asks you why you did it, you'll respond 'It's complicated.'

So what if he spent 13 years of hell in a french prison! He was totally awesome, and he had a servant guy! I'll take the 13 years of hell, thank you.

This indecision's buggin' me.

(Leave A Penny)

Time:3:10 pm.
Mood: amused.
Dear Cow,

I just wanted to let you know that I appreciate everything you have done for me. For thousands of years we have lived off of your milk and meat. If it wasn't for your brave and selfless act of having yourself and countless others of your species slaughtered, we might have to eat vegetables.

We really do wish that we could take your milk, meat, and skin without you having to die. Maybe one day we will find some sort of plant that can provide us with near beef like foods and a drink similar to milk. Only if such a 'magical' plant existed.

Until then, you're just going to have to die.

Sorry, cow.


And all the time I gave away
Made me who I am today.

Sunday, May 23rd, 2004

(Leave A Penny)

Time:9:06 pm.
So... my kickass art project is going to be even more kickass than originally predicted. Why? Because I've added political jargon to it. Damn confusing jargon too.

But seriously, it is pretty awesome right now. I went through all my old doodles and shit, and I cut them all up and pasted them onto the canvas along with some newspaper clippings, and one particular piece of newspaper which was a pig, which I printed on

'eat eat eat want want want buy buy buy

Plus, there's this piece of an old poem on there, and it's written in this code thing I made when I was like six, and I can't remember what it says, and also, blink-182 lyrics. Buttons, NSL notes, a short comic strip, and some hershey's kisses wrappers (I got hungry whilist gluing (glueing?)). So later, after I add a few more bits of newspaper and whatnot (I'm thinking about putting Q-tips on it for some reason), I'm going to paint a giant picture of Morpheus (from the sandman not the matrix, fool) over it. I'm thinking about using some sort of red glaze type thing to paint the colored part of the cape so that the images underneath it show through a bit... or maybe watering down the paint, something like that.

Love and hate are two sides of the same coin. I wonder if anyone has made that analogy before...

I would just like to say, that I love michelle. Apparently, I angered her last week, but now she loves me again. Yay! I LURVE YOU MICHIKINS!

I'm already insane.

Friday, May 21st, 2004

(Leave A Penny)

Time:10:08 pm.
You are stupider than a log failing log school. (stolen from mia)

Pikachu fetus! Hooray fetus!

Thursday, May 20th, 2004

(Leave A Penny)

Time:3:49 pm.
Kaufman Returns?

I personally think it's a hoax, especially since the article is not from a reputed news source, and seems to have been written by 'Andy' himself. I don't think it's a coincidence that the only other place on the web proclaiming his return ('His' Online Blogger) is mentioned in the article.


Wednesday, May 19th, 2004

(Leave A Penny)

Time:7:31 pm.
It's a crazy health class I learn in. We were assigned the task of writing a rap/poem about pregnancy.

Lo and behold the product of my deranged mind:

I am experiencing pregnancy.
I have an obstetrician,
He's my baby's technician.
Soon he will have an Apgar Score,
I hope his health isn't poor.
My breasts are affected by prolactin,
and pretty soon I'll start contractin'.
I had a miscarriage because I suffer bulemia,
And before that I had toxemia.
My zygote matured but now it's gone,
The magenta placenta failed to nourish,
And the little fetus did not flourish,
So much for my conception.

But I don't feel any different.

Monday, May 17th, 2004

(Take 2 Pennies |Leave A Penny)

Time:10:04 pm.

I think I've finally become a total and complete loser. I outlined an essay (10 part essay) about the importance, advantages/disadvantages, evolution, and definitions of religion. During chem. I was bored, but I picked up the wrong book this morning, and I didn't feel much like reading the communist manifesto (did I mention I have no freaking clue how Jeremy reads that crap without wanting to kill himself? It's so unbelievably boring and dry... economics should be more fun).

So, I'll be working on that over the next, month or so. I'll post it eventually.

I had a dream last night, but I don't remember what it was about. I think I killed something in it. I've had a few of those lately. I think I have too much extra energy that is being shown that way, through violent actions/thoughts. I know about it, but I've learned that there's nothing I can do about it. So fuck it. And fuck you.

G'night. I love most of you.

I traced the cord back to the wall,
No wonder it was never plugged in at all.

Saturday, May 15th, 2004

(Leave A Penny)

Time:7:37 pm.


So, I love mia, I love her so much. Over the course of just one weekend, her DDR teachings have made me progress from mastering light mode, to mastering Standard, and being moderately good at Heavy mode. The biggest thing I learned how to do was to do those off-beat arrows. That was really important, before I would just like, spasm, and not actually get anything accomplished.


She said 'It's cold outside' and hands me a raincoat.

Thursday, May 13th, 2004

(Take 2 Pennies |Leave A Penny)

Time:6:10 pm.
I don't like people.

Sheep go to heaven, goats go to hell.

Tuesday, May 11th, 2004

(Leave A Penny)

Time:7:06 pm.
Did I ever tell you how much a good fic + contentness with oneself rocks?

More than rocks.

Go read Spike Lips! Lips of Spike! if you haven't already.

And if you have... The Wacky Adventures of Spike and Buffybot!

I <3 Monkeybottoms!

You walk a lonely road.

Sunday, May 9th, 2004

(Leave A Penny)

Time:6:16 pm.
I cannot believe I missed this.

Our youth is fleeting, old age is just around the bend and I can't wait to go gray
I'll sit and wonder of every love that could have been
If I'd only thought of something charming to say.

(Leave A Penny)

Time:10:58 am.
I feel shitty. I stayed up late last night writing that stupid character comparison essay for english.

I read a book. A graphic novel to be exact. Blankets. Michi read it before me. I love this book. So very much. I hate everyone in it, but I figure that's because I hate realistic books. Books where I can actually relate to the characters. Books where they describe thoughts that I have actually had before regarding escapism through dreaming and drawing. Not to mention the end, which I really liked, made me cry. I really need to stop crying about shit. What the hell happened to me? I didn't cry about anything before and then WHAM! --> devil potion or something. Instant tears. All the time.

I'm feeling rather irritable today. I'm angry at people for past things. Without spelling it out, the fact that I'm posting in this journal should make it everclear who exactly I'm having a hard time even thinking of right now. I don't know why. I just... I can't. I'm impatient and easily-miffed today. And I was yesterday too. I think I'm just going to play majora's mask for the remainder of my shitty sunday, on which I had to wake up at like 7:30 AM (totally unreasonable) to go to church for the second day in a row.

I love blankets.

The cheese cannot save you now.

Saturday, May 8th, 2004

(Take 2 Pennies |Leave A Penny)

Time:5:07 pm.
Did somebody say 'King of the Mountain (mountain...mountain...)?'

Adopt your own useless blob!

Everybody wang chung tonight.

Thursday, May 6th, 2004

(Leave A Penny)

Time:9:23 pm.
Totally fucking awesome. Plus, bunnies.

We can plant a house
We can build a tree
I don't even care
We could have all three

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