Glycerine

So I watched Clockwork Orange a couple days ago(yesterday?). It was cool. very strange though. and accents are sometimes tough. I gave up and used subtitles. But anyway.

Pretty sure it's not thick mascara. He physically takes them off and sticks them to his mirror(If you're ridiculous, it's his right eye that I'm looking at). But I want makeup like that. Down right horrorshow.

Definitely all happened...

Zaa says:

So did you do anything awesome since we last talked?

Kory says:

Well...

I bought a katana.

Turns out it was pretty magical. So this dude came out of nowhere and started yelling at me about destiny and fortune and something else I can't remember.

So I told him that he could not have my money, and walked away.

Because obviously he was homeless.

and so he started following me around. That was pretty creepy.

Zaa says:

O_o

But, if necessary, you could at least have beaten him down with the katana, so that's something.

Kory says:

I walked past this alleyway, and these ninjas popped out and were like making that sound that people obviously make before opening a can of whoopass, and circled me.

Zaa says:

Oh hell yeah.

Kory says:

(I coud have, but I am NICE. and he's definitely going to be a main character)

Zaa says:

(Ohhhh. That could have been a problem then.)

Kory says:

(Yeah. I know.)

So the homeless man busted out some karate shit and kicked their asses like an organized army of bears.

Would.

Zaa says:

xD

Kory says:

Like an organized army of bears would.

Zaa says:

Sounds badass.

Kory says:

Oh it totally was.

So I was like "Homey, tahnks for savin my life. So whatcha want again?"

and he said "That's wa'sup, sucka." and started talking about how I didn't appreciate his warning before and now that he saved my life I'm all cool with him.

So I called him a pussy and he manned up and told me what was going on.

Zaa says:

Ah, sounds exciting.

Kory says:

You have no idea.

So now we're in... hmmm... where are we... Hmmm...

London.

We're in London.

and Van Hellsing(hugh Jackman Van Hellsing, not the book Van Hellsing, as I have not read the book. so I wouldn't be able to know about that) met up with us and buffy the vampire slayer showed up and this other dude and that chick from Resident Evil came up to us as well.

Zaa says:

Alice?

Kory says:

we all went to rome together. We went on flight that APPARENTLY was filled with lots of generic Demons. Luckily, Dante was the pilot and killed everything on and around the plane because we weren't prepared at all, even though we seemed to have an Elite(Yes, her) seeming squad of people that kill shit for a living.

Zaa says:

Awesometastical.

Kory says:

Which caused the plane's engine to be all "oh I'm gonna mess up and crap." Which caused us to land a shitty plane on the tarmac and we got arrested for destroying a plane.

Zaa says:

Damn.

Kory says:

Because of this, we had to stay overnight. Which sucked.

Zaa says:

(Whatever kind of drugs you're on, I think I want them.)

Damn!

Kory says:

But it was pretty hardcore. After that, I'm this really rugged dude with full beard stubble. and a tattoo on my arm.

With tight blue jeans.

and a belt.

and a cowboy hat. And a denim vest.

Also a degree in ass kickery.

To celebrate, we went to this party that was happening across town, but it was a bunch of underage kids drinking. We blew that popsicle stand before the cops showed up.

Then we went to a bar and got really h-brb

Zaa says:

xDDDD

Kory says:

back-ammered and hit on everyone there.

we turned the whole bar into a huge orgy and it was awesome.

In the morning, we left and(yeah. In the course of you going to that potluck, more than two days passed.) went down to the colliseum.

That place was packed with tourists all being amazed and such, so we punched them in the face. We went to the arena even though the guards said no, they turned out to be evil, the guards, as they locked us in and called the cops.

But they also released lions, and boars, and several CGI monsters from Star Wars.

The cops came in and watched from the stands as we owned shit up. We worked like a well oiled machine, slashing and punching and katana-ing.

Then we bust out guitars, drums, a mic, a buncha lights, a fantastic sound system and dance floor and rocked the house.

Zaa says:

No zombies yet?

Kory says:

We held the greatest party in all of history and alright, then some zombies came by to bust us.

Zaa says:

8D

Kory says:

We were like "Oh shit, son" but Alice had them on lock(what the fuck does that phrase even mean, by the way?).

She bust out these weird boomerang looking swords and cut off their heads.

Some dinosaur showed up and started biting off their heads as well.

We all got the idea and pretty soon we had a headchopping party and everyone was invited.

Apparently zombies are a lot easier to fight than they make it seem in movies.

Zaa says:

Seky.

Yeah. Seky.

Kory says:

Haha

Hugh Heffner heard about our exploits and sent an invitation to the Playboy Mansion to us because he was so impressed.

Zaa says:

Oh CHrist.

Kory says:

We immediately ran(at light speed) to whatever city the Mansion's in and hung out in there for a few hours.

Zaa says:

Did you just live out the most fucked up lifetime ever while I was gone?

Kory says:

It was pretty cool.

Zaa says:

I think it's... in.... LA?

Maybe?

Kory says:

I was thinking that too.

Zaa says:

It totally is.

Kory says:

Then we were in LA.

We met all of these movie stars, and I wingmanned for Jonny Depp when he went up the bar to score some bunnies.

I blacked out after that from being so awesome I guess, and in the morning found myself in a limo. Only it wasn't morning. It was night. and we were going to some clubs.

We lost Alice though, she probably joined Playboy and was now scantily clad in the mansion just hanging around.

Zaa says:

Her boobs aren't big enough.

Kory says:

She got implants then, i dont' know.

Zaa says:

More be there?

How much, um...

Kory says:

Umm..?

Well... I have no idea.

I'm tryign to find some place to end this, but I have no idea where as I missed the part about making a solution to whatever problem is obviously not present.

Zaa says:

Okay.

The problem is...

Kory says:

I guess then that morning I went back home?

Note to self: You know these dances.

I now have a desire to get out and do stuff. I would be willing to go jump on the trampoline if someone was over. Michael was talkigna bout wet suits and wakeboarding and something about Lars earlier, and asked if I'd be up for that, I said sure bro.

I don't know if it's because Satori is affecting me, and if it is, I hope it never stops, or if I'm just tired, and if that's it, I hope it never stops.

Eudemona- Greek. The rough translation is basically finding your place in the world. Wherever you fit in into the world. and being content, or happy with it. I do want.

During Satori, I realized that I need to be more of a man. and take chances. So that the rewards of chances last longer, or that they happen at all. Although I can lead dancing pretty fine I guess.

Swing, foxtrot, waltz, tango, rumba, salsa, cha cha, merengue. That is a note to me so i remember.

Edit: Moonwalk, Thriller, school-innapropriate dancing.

Get out of my way, I'm a juggernaut.

So it's 12:16. Dylan's over and he's playing Call of Duty. The multiplayer is weird, one person "drives" and has all the normal everything. The second player has a pistol and just shoots. It's only one screen. No split-screen. It's weird. I'm also talking to Lyndi online. That's fun. and I decided to blog... which now makes me feel like a narcissistic ass. Just talking about myself... guh...

I think I'm patching things up with Bailey. Soon. I talked to her a couple days ago, and it's totally not happening just yet. Oh well.

Hmmm... I haven't been playing guitar very much at all recently. I don't know why. Oh shit Craig Ferguson is almost on! Anyway. It could be my lack of lessons. I was going once a month, but I don' tknow if I went to one last month. I dont' remember what I was supposed to even be working on, or how. I guess taht failed. I miss you people.

If you're trying to fart, you drive faster.

You can thank my mom for that peice of... whatever you want to call it.

I got my hair cut two days ago. It's a lot shorter. I can see. and everyone can see my eyes.

I have to click on each picture individually to view the comments in order for it to register as having seen them. So thank you Hannah. For commenting every single one of them... and yes, I've already gone through them.

Oh wait! if I rapidly click on them, it doesn't load fast enough to change pages, and it still counts it. Awesome.

So I went camping. Something about a dead whale. Marsh's Free Museum. That's where all those other pictures of things that had tags(or were little sailboats and stuff) came from.

Self righteous this is wearing thin

So today after i got home, my mom was all "graawwwwr make a salad" and so later, I made a salad. It had two tomatoes, some lettuce, and a couple green onions. I haven't tried it. I don't like salad. But now it's almost all gone. I dont' know if it was because I made such an amazing salad or because dinner wasn't ready yet or what. But I made a salad.

V is for vampire yeah B is for blood

I'm pretty upset right now. I had two things that would be really cool to be as halloween, Edward Scissorhands, and something else. I don't remember what the somethign else was. and that is a problem.
and now there is this helmet
http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&friendID=3276157&albumID=2971458&imageID=64705099

Song lyric

So I probably won't do running start. It says on the pages for it that you have to be self motivated, independent and other stuff. Most of which I am not. It also seemed to require a lot of planning and reading and stuff. More of planning and reading and figuring stuff out makes anything sound like less fun. If I actually had to read the warranty on games, and the warnings, I probably wouldn't play them. So I don't think I am...
And the rain. It seems to be raining quite a bit right now. I like that. If it's going to rain, it might as well pour. and after school. After school, I don't care as much about getting wet. But I do before because then my hair gets wet and I don't really like my hair when it dries because it does this thing that apparently only I notice. You know how some peoples' hair flips outward and stuff? Mine sort of flips in. and it pisses me off. and then my bangs have a two layer thing going on. One goes straight over my forehead, the other stays right on my forehead, and does this weird turning thing... It annoys me.

New addition to people I hate:

Dulce. I hope the next story about you going to a party that I overhear ends with you sucking off a dude with Hepatitis C. and you swallowed. or herpes.

Existing list members are:
Cotey
Kelsey Carlson
That Kaylee chick
Jake Ward(I hope you're the one with hepatitis)
AJ Brickman.
Umm... Yeah I'm having to think about it... so I don't think I should say I hate someone when I have to search for people. It should just be instinct or something. Off the top of my head.

I hope you people get cancer. Die, f*ckers.

You know what? Actually there are more people that offend me. But not because they specifically insult me, but because of the way they talk to other people, or how they look or whatever. Not necessarily hate... all the time... But I don't really like them in general. I would rather not hang out with them.
Travis the vampire
Ranisha
Travis
Casey
Trevor Wicken
Chris Hayes
There are more... Just wait...

They're on everyone else's teams, by the way. Divvy them up as you wish. But I think Ranisha as put on mine already...

Photobucket

I just regained access to my photobucket. I was going to change my profile picture on this. So I decided to go there for it. I put it my email, pressed tab, and then the password popped up. So that was easy.
The first few were surprising because it's from like, last summer. and I didn't know that the people that know my password had added more. and I haven't been there since like, last year. So then the third on is of me in Savannah's clothes. So is the 4th, and the 5th. Then the 6th is me topl3ss in her skirt and pants. This had me a bit confused. I didn't know she even took a picture at that point let alone put it on there. The next few were of me in her clothes, fully clothed. Then like, three from Satori of hanging out in Hannah and Savannah's room. One where it WOULD be a nice picture of me sitting there looking cool, except I look like I'm about to drool... Then two from Hannah's house, one on her computer, the other on her floor. Then Rob about to kiss me. Then a hamster demonstrating out he started kissing with someone(It's licking the glass). Then me. Then me without a shirt on at a myspace angle(there are actually four of them in there. Which was surprising.) Then me, me in glasses, in glasses again, without a shirt not a myspace angle, then the other three angled ones. With a picture of me and Rob in between a couple of them. Then me again, and me, and some gay things, and other stuff. I don't know why I'm telling you this, when I could just tell you to go to photobucket, put in po*pshoot314@hotmail dot com and put in deluxe for the password. Then, not only could you view all of this, but you could add wonderful titles(hehe, ti**ies(better censor it just in case it's bad for Emily's computer)) as well as more pictures that I can be shocked about later.
and Sarah and Emily seem to be utilizing that ability right now. Or in ten minutes...
So now I'm censoring anything that might be bad for the sake of Emily's computer.

F*ck all haters I see, cause I hate that you breathe

Just now, I moved my arm away from the mouse and hit my elbow on the corner of the drawer that's out. F8ck that hurt. and now I find out that Sasha(I'm guessing) has pis-ed on the floor next to the f*cking desk. What the he11? Why do they do this? This is not their mother f*cking bathroom. I'd beat them if I knew that they would recognize why they're getting beaten. Don't po*p on the floor morons! Anyway... I also hit my knee on the corner of the chair a while ago. That also hurt. and I actually had a reason for making this besides complaining or whatever.
But guess what! We moved the birds into a different room. So they're not in the kitchen and annoying anymore. I hope it'll be awesome.

So Emily has a livejournal thing. She also has a laptop. Issued from her school, so it has content watch. So because my blog is so profane, she can't read it. and people reading and being able to come here and stuff makes me feel loved. So thus begins my campaign to edit this to a G or PG rating. I call it Operation Really Dumb.

So who knows of any good bands on tour that are coming to Seattle in a time far ahead enough to buy tickets way ahead of time or sit around wanting to get them but never getting around to be willing to actually order them and stuff?

I'll be your doctor, I'll be your cure.

Sorry the last one was really long...
So if you're interested in my day today, then you are in luck!
So... this morning... what did I do... nothing... I think I played Kingdom Hearts... It got hard so I quit. Then nothing happened... Basically, I went shopping and got two new pairs of pants. OH and a vest. The vest and one pair of pants are from Value Village, the other was from an outlet mall store that sold levi's. The vest is pretty cool. I don't' know what to wear it with or if I'd wear at school though... which is depressing... Anyway. There was this mug at Value Village that said "Cheer up dad" on one side, and the other had a picture of the dad, bald, white hair, kind of crazy and surprised expression, with a gun to his head, and a party favor coming out of the other side(from his ear. Like it was a joke gun and he tried to shoot himself and it just went through). It was SO weird. I laughed a lot. I wanted to take a picture of it. But alas, my phone does not take pictures. Not to mention that I didn't bring my phone... but still. I blame it for not having features like that. So then we came home... and... I... stopped a terrorist organization... then I started my own... just for fun... and I wreaked havoc upon Stanwood... and... then I disbanded them so as to not get caught... and then I came home again... and I had a pet dragon... and it flew away... True story, by the way.

Oh how I adore you, Oh how I thirst for you, Ohhh how I need you

It's a new blog. Time to put down old grudges, old habits, and make new errors, and stuff. Or something. It's time for... something... Talking about stuff.
So that Hollywood Undead concert was the bomb. or a bomb. It was awesome. The car ride there was cool I guess. I don't remember school at all that day. I drank a bottle of water on the way there, so I really had to pee. We went to this Krispy Kreme That was just down the road from the place.













That one, actually. See the huge thing on top? Yeah. What the h3ll is that for? Seriously. Anyway. So we went there. and I had to pee. But there was a line for the bathroom. I figure I can hold it for a while. So we get donuts, and I eat one and a half. Then I just have to go. I go back there. You have to enter a code. F*CK. Right after that a guy that reminds me of Joe comes back, sees the same thing I did, and says "F*ck! You have to put in a code! That's bu11sh!t!" Then he leaves. I go get the receipt to see if it has it on there. I go back. Now there are two guys there. There's this black guy, and some other guy. He doesn't matter. one of them says the code is 110. Cool. So then the unimportant guy sort of disappears from my memory. and the black guy points out a girl and asks if I think she's cute. I just go along with him and say yeah. Then he says "She has a nice a55 doesn't she?" Now I'm wierded out. I tell him that I actually have no idea who he was talking about. He points her out more clearly, except she's in a group of girls. They're alright, so he asked again if I thought she was cute. I said yeah sure. Then the nice a55 part. I just went along with him. Then he asked if I had a cigarette. I said no, he asked if I smoked, I said no, then he asked if I smoked bud. I'm guessing that meant weed. So I said no. Then the girls came around the corner and he pointed them out and said "Don't the have nice as*es?" and I just go along with it. Some other girl walks out the door with two friends, he askes them for a cigarette, I never see him again, because i go in the bathrooom. Later, like, an hour later, in the showbox. Kyle and I just talk about how we're supposed to get in front and at the same time not let people in front of us. One of his strategies was to grab a guy's as*. So he'll back off and be like "whoa man what's going on" then you scoot in to fill his place. I don't remember what happened in the case of grabbing a girl's as*. There was other stuff that I don't remember. But yeah. At some point I think during Brokencyde's set this girl jumped or something and ran into me, she immediately apologized. Kyle yelled at her not to apologize to me. They introduced themselves at some point and asked questions. One of them was Amber, I hung around her for most of the rest of the concert. I don't remember her friend's name. Kyle told them he was drunk and I think we ended up being from Canada. I don't know if they believed that though. Brokencyde doesn't play any instruments. That's strange. Then they had a guy in a bunny come out and dance. or it was Haste the Day. I don't remember. There was a bunny suit though. It was arousing. At some point this mosh pit formed next to us, so Kyle just jumped in. Around five or ten minutes later, he just showed up behind me. We yelled our hellos and high fived. We'd get seperated somehow and then a few minutes later show up behind me. It was crazy. There were two mosh pit or circly deal things, it wasn't a tight knot of people jumping around like crazy, it was like a circle, with several people running and jumping across, then being shoved back. I was in two of those during the Senses Fail set. When Hollywood Undead came on, I sang along with everyone else. Not sang, actually, just yelling. and yelling "yeah" and putting up the rock sign. Yep. Oh, between some one and someone else, I started talking to this guy who was yelling something. Things people would yell back. So we yelled Obama. One guy who was near us was like "Yeah!" I think Mccain came next. No one agreed there. Then something about tacos. Anyway. When Hollywood Undead came on, Amber and her friend were elsewhere, I didn't see them again. Afterward, I started on my way out, and Kyle texted me asking me where I was, and I said on my way out, so he said to meet by the truck. Which Iw as going to do anyway. But anyway, I did. I saw him crossing the street and I thought about yelling to him, but then I decided against yelling. I waited for the cars to not be there and crossed and ended up right in front of the truck. Then on the way back, we stopped at Taco Bell. I got a Crunch Wrap Supreme. It was delicious.
That night, my voice was much like it was the next day, except much, much more gravely. So we got to his house, and I took a shower and slept on the couch. The next morning, I got up at around 7. My hair was a mess. So I just got it wet in the sink. I was going to wear my hat all day. Which I did. Except people tend to like grabbing the top thread and pullign it off. What is wrong with people? They suck as*. The clothes I wore to the concert(except my coats, apparently) smelled kinda bad. They were all wet from either the light rain or sweat. My jacket was wet, at least. I brought different clothes in my bag though. Just for that reason. Today, I did almost nothing.
And guess what today is. It is April Fourth. Which means in four days, it is Emily's birthday. It also means it's a monthly anniversary for Sarah and I. and it just so happens it's the sixth month. That seems like a long time. I don't know if she knows or cares all that much that's it's been six months. But I mentioned it in a message. Which included other stuff as well. But I'm glad it's been so long and we're still together.

Also, that concert makes me want to go to more. But there are none coming up that I want to go to. except Warped. Which I want to go to. I want to go to a Three Days Grace concert though. They should finish they're album and go on tour. I want to go with Michael to see them. That'd be fun.

So I downloaded Modest Mouse A couple day ago. Their albums and some extra albums. I deleted the extra albums because they suck. Seriously. So far the only good song I've heard by them is Float On. I guess everything else is mostly okay. I think. I haven't listened to the rest of it. The only reason I'm keeping anything they have before that one album is just for the sake of not having an incomplete collection. But I'm afraid to listen to them because those extra ones just sucked. They had that s*itty indie sound to them. The kind where you listen to them and you just know that they recorded it in his bedroom and he's too poor to afford proper equipment and a good guitar. or voice. I don't care if the guy cried while writing it and it expresses his emotions and means a lot to him. It sucks. I like indie that I don't know is indie. So what if they don't sell out and do what the establishment tells them to do so they can make more money. To h3ll with the songs actually meaning something. It f*cking sucks. Modest Mouse, honestly, you kind of suck. Except for that song. That song is good.
Also, Blackout, by Muse, is fantastic. You should tell me what it reminds me of. Because it sounds so familiar. Like from the soundtrack of some really good movie.

For your consideration.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ur0LENvY5TE&feature=related
There's the commercial I was talking about, for anyone(I think only Sarah, actually) who didn't know what I was talking about. and also notice all of the spoofs.

Heard of Left 4 Dead?

How about Left 4 Head?

http://nicejewishguys.net/
It's a calender.

Emily, I do not have a livejournal account, and anonymous posting is not available on yours. and I was really going to comment inquiring on whether it was your porn or not.

blub blub blub

This is something I've never seen before. "You" spelled as "yooh." What the hell? Where does that come from? I can't even pronounce it right when I see it. I always say the first part of Yoohoo and then stop myself before the hoo. It just doesn't sound right. Why would she do this? Porque! It's even less convenient. I'll ask this kid... as soon as she replies... but she might have left. Which would be saddening. It kind of sucks when people just sort of leave. But it also sucks when people respond with "I'm going to go now. Goodnight" because then all I can say is goodnight, or nothing. Either way kind of sucks.

I want YOU to give me ideas.

You should all give me ideas for absolutely great movies to watch.

*rolls eyes* Besides the Invisible...

problems with Myspace

So this kid was talkign to me on mysapce and she said she hated valentine's day. So I just told her to not celebrate it then and then sent her a link to Lars' blog about it.
Thismessage did not pass the spam filter.
Why the fuck not, myspace? Just want to mess with someone? Yeah? Fuck you. I go back to my homepage. My account had apparently been phished. What a load of shit. So I go to my password changer and was going to change it to collapse, but I decided against it because if found that out I just might be fucked. So I thought about perks of being a wallflower, and so made it wallflower.
I didn't pass captcha.>.<
So I get it right. Then I need a number in it.>.<.
I change it to wallflower0.
That's when it tells me It needs to be less than 10 characters.>.<
I couldn't think of anything new, so I thought of the book again, and perks came up. But perk is lame. So I went with perkytits0.
I didn't pass captcha.>.<.
Either of the times I tried.>.Then I changed it to sharpie5 because by that time I was thinking of making this blog. I successfully changed it. Yay! I go to my homepage. It logs me out, so I log in with my new password. The phished warning is still there, I figure it's just because myspace is being dumb. So I try to send that message again. It did not pass the spam filter. FUCK! So I changed my status to flipping off myspace with a mood of sex my life.
Fuck you myspace. I will not play your little games.

I almost forgot a title.O.O

So Bailey gave me this book on Thursday(holy crap, that was yesterday) to read because it's like her favorite book in the world. Or something along those lines. I think that's the first time someone put a book in my hands and told me to read it. I'll try to remember her doing that. Because it was really cool. Left me confused at first, but cool nonetheless. So I read it a lot last night after I got home, then some more after my mom went to bed, and it gave me a reason to use that lamp in my room for once. I got to plug it in and everything. Now I'm a little over halfway through and I don't really want to finish it so soon. Which is why I'm on the computer right now. I want to finish it on the bus on the way to school. Which means I'll have to read it twice. Which I don't normally do. I don't do a lot of things twice. Watch movies... Play games... read books... um... Actually, I lied, There are a lot of things I do more than once. I just don't do a whole lot. So you know how I'm sort of like grawr, Sarah and I don't talk a whole lot? You might not. I don't know if I ever mentioned that to her... Which now that I think about it, not telling her that would just be pretty hypocritical, or just perpetuating the problem. Or ironic. Or something. and stuff. Right, anyway. I'm glad she's not like Charlie's girlfriend Mary Elizabeth in the book. Sarah, thank you for not being absolutely crazy like that. Some level of that is fine, maybe even liked, but she is just unnacceptable.
Dylan came over so i must stop for now.

So this is long....

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Teeth_(film)
A film about vagina dentata. That is, the chick in the movie has a vagina with teeth. Apparently Hannah's heard about it, so I don't know if I just discovered something that people have already looked at and said wtf a million times before.

http://www.cracked.com/
By the way, that is a great site.

Holy balls! i nearly forgot! I went to Sarah's birthday party on Friday and Saturday. They got to my mom's office around 7 because of traffic problems. I'm sort of forgetting what happened after we got there. I think we just hung out and looked at ink blots. Most of them were weapons(mostly explosives), dildos or something else I can't remember... It'd be Monica or me seeing a dildo, saying so, and then Becca would say some sort of animal. Such as a Panda. Then I started flicking cards and hit Sarah near the eye, so started a vendetta on me. One I don't think she completed... Eventually Monica and I were throwing cards at each other because Sarah gave up. Then people started laying down or something, Emily and Monica played music back and forth. Then they stopped and started talking about stuff. I don't know how to classify it. Relationships? Sex? One or both of those... I ended up with the advice of I think cleaning, or hiding, or something, with my toys(which I'm not entirely sure I would need one...) and that the G-spot wasn't behind the clitoris... Oh and to do my research. Don't worry, ladies. I pretty much had all of that covered before then. I plan on being a reasonably generous lover at some point... Just in case you all wanted to know. Then everyone was asleep except Sarah and I, who couldn't sleep. So we were talking quietly for a while. It was a mix between being tired and not wanting to sleep. Tired but not sleepy(which might be affected by how I had at least three Moutain Dews that night)? Then I ended up using Sarah as a pillow for a while I think until she got a real one. Then her mom came out and was like You should go to bed because it's late. It was 3 in the morning. Then I moved Emily's hand because it was where I just was because I just got up, and my hand was cold because I actually had just gone to the bathroom and washed my hand with cold water. She woke up and suggested sleeping. I went to bed on the floor of the other room. Because their mom promised some parents to keep the genders separate. Which I have to talk about. Of all the people(notice I include all genders. This is important) that were there, I probably was the least threatening. and I was the only guy there. All of them could have kicked my ass if I decided to rape them in their sleep and one woke up. Although I'm not sure about Sarah. She might be able to, but she doesn't seem to be seriously wanting to cause harm to people or something. I don't know. Maybe because her violence towards me is(I'm hoping) more of a joking manner... So I'd take her violence less seriously than say, EmilyMonicaRebeccaRachelSasha violence. Possibly. I don't know. There were tons of things more likely than me violating them that I don't feel worth getting into since it boils down to: They're parents had no idea. So anyway... did I mention I was the only guy(besides Emily/Sarah's little brother Solomon)? Which was probably why they were able talk about everything they did at night without much comment from me. Just more or less intent listening. Anyway, the next day, I got up around 7, had a croissant(or however you spell it) and Hung out or something for a while. Eventually we started watching The Devil Wears Prada(which I've seen before). Then Sulay and his exchange student showed up, and we stopped it, and NEVER RESUMED IT. What the crap is that? But I've seen it, so I wasn't too irked. I think we all just sat around after that. Then Luke showed up. More talking and sitting. or Standing. Then we had cake or something. Or we went on a walk around the block before. or after. We watched Wall-e at one point. That was cool. Then Sarah opened presents. Then Sulay and Malik(which as his exchange students name, unless I'm wrong. If I am, Emily and Sarah are the ones that should point it out) went home. and Monica left. Then we cleaned up, and then Luke and Solomon played together. There was more in between there I"m sure, but I don't remember it. Then I watched Rachel facebook. Then we went into a room with the bed(By the way, I slept on the floor because I didn't know there was an unused bed in that other room. Bad revelation for the next day) Because Emily's mom was vacuuming. Facebooking continues. Then she lets us play with it. I myspace. Then we go back to the other room. Her computer is shared and everything. Eventually I call home to see if dad left. he didn't. it is 7:30 and they're leaving at 8. We're in LYNNWOOD. AND HE HASN'T LEFT TO PICK ME UP. Turns out it's mom that's coming and getting me. Much relief is had. Eventually she gets there and I have to wave at her from the door so she knows what house it is. I take a box of brownies and two Mountain Dews home with me. On the way home we stop at I think Fred Meyer and Wal-Mart. Lovers, just down the road some, had spotlights. Anyone know what was going on there? There was also an apparent Prom Night(or Tolo, actually) emergency at Fred Meyer where everyone in a fucking HUMMER LIMOSINE had to get out and get some tic tacs. or something. There was like, an exodus from Fred Meyer into the hummer of girls in little dresses and guys in suits, one of the guys had long hair and used product. It could have been a girl playing the man, though. And none of them had any bags or anything. So the question is raised, what the hell? You're in a limo hummer and you stop at Fred Meyer? You're on your way to a dance(in a limo hummer) and you stop at a store at all? What the crap? THen we went to Wal-Mart. I got socks, a Moutian Dew shirt, PE shorts, and playboy boxers. I do believe I got more than my mom. Then we went home and had a stimulating conversation. It was cool. We held up a conversation that went from what went on at the party, to people being dumb to China and our economy or something, and then to something else. It lasted pretty much the whole way home. Then I got on here, then I went to bed, then I went through this day, started this blog, (it is now 7:17) and now I'm finishing it because I started this, then stopped, and then I found a page abotu how Zombies could happen. and a scary motherfucking bacteria or organism. That I must post a link to.
http://www.corante.com/loom/archives/2006/01/17/the_return_of_the_puppet_masters.php Article about it.
http://www.cracked.com/article_15643_p2.html Zombie Danger. This can actually be found on Cracked. But this way is quicker.

You know I had something to say earlier

So I torrented Bright Eyes a couple days ago because I liked First Day Of My Life, and so I wanted it. And I can't just download one song from someone. So I got like, all of the albums. I think. and I'm liking other songs as well. and I used to not like them, at all. His voice annoyed me. So you guys kind of suck for this change happening.

I swear I actually did have some more to say... I wonder what it was...


EDIT: I remembered! http://www.ashleymadison.com/
What the hell? A married person affair service site? Seriously? This shouldn't even exist. Yeah, people cheat. But don't make it easier for those people! It should be a serious challenge to go philandering about behind your wife/husband's back. (but I guess philandering only applies to going behind your wife's back) Maybe that would be something to deter them from cheating. Other than it being pretty mean. That and if your spouse would happen to check the history you forgot to delete and found that you were on it, with your registered account and everything, you'd have a divorce on your hands anyway. Unless they're like "Oh you've been trying to(or have already) cheat on me, it's okay, I understand and you're forgiven. But we should talk about it." If you're going to marry someone, try to make it work... Seriously... People should be more mad about this site than gay marriage. I think the site would be the first to ruin the sanctity of it. People are dumb...


EDIT2: http://ohshiit.com/
http://www.boredatwork.com/

So I realize that the first link is on the second link... But you should still follow all the links off of the second link.

Everything is kind of getting boring. It's the same over and over. Nothing is really happening. I don't know if I'm really happy right now. Merely existing. So earlier I was in my room, the heater was on and everything, and so I just laid down and tried to sleep but it didn't happen. I mostly just was there thinking. But I liked how it was. It was warm, kinda tired, and kind of like a... teddy bear? Loving? and stuff? I liked it.
This was also after Megan read this tag thing on Facebook, apparently got to part where I ranted about a few certain people should die, read about Cotey, and decided to text me. About it. I really have no idea what she was trying to do. I think she was just defending him. She annoyed me a lot. It's not my fault her boyfriend is an ass. She should know he is. He's blunt and says what's on his mind, and if he found out, he'd kick your ass and then some. One thing she said with some major grammatical corrections. They both piss me off...
I would like to be more like Michael or Lars. (guess what. Firefox says bemore is a word. what a weird word.) They're cool cats. Like Sly. he was also a cool cat. and Azzy is an actual cat. and is cuddly. She's a cuddly cat. But she doesn't use the litter box well. So she failed at being a good cat. This is so pointless. I should become a hermit. Fuck you people. Wanting your approval is hard.

When you leave, my colours fade to gray.

Rihanna's forehead is pretty large. *sigh* Man... I stopped Please Don't stop The Music, and Iw as going to listen to Bennie K. But guess what? Apparently the music for A Love Story isn't up anymore. Now I have to listen to a live version. You know what I don't like? Listening to a live version of something. If I wanted live, I'd go to the concert. Which I'm not opposed to, but I'd rather be there at the concert to see live songs, instead of looking for them on Youtube because I want to listen to a master recording of the song with a video. SEAMO seems pretty cool. The caps lock though is odd. and he just dashed off stage... But I guess they had to go through the rest of their set and didn't need him...
I'd like music as hardcore as Chop Suey, but more(if not all) depressing parts.

So I went to the movies with Sarah tonight! Yeah! An actual date! My first one ever. Pretty sure her's too. I was super excited. We watched Inkheart which was alright. I can't really complain about it. And Stanwood sucks for having your arm around someone's shoulder. Fucking arm rest... Anyway... After the movie we just hung out in the arcade at that table for a while. NOT talking very much or anything... So then I jammed my fingers in a hole in the middle of the table and scratched my pinky. That wasn't a very exciting time... Kind of awkward... Then my mom showed up and took her home and then we went home. I entertained myself through that. It was cool though. I'd do it again. I like time with her... Even if there's nothing happening...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bIEOZCcaXzE That'd be so cool if you could figure out what video is played at the beginning of this video. and give me a link.

I should not be up right now. I am tired. I should be in bed.

I don't want to see, see us apart, I just want to tell you straight from my heart. I miss you.

So I have started to try to get into some daily routine in order to be more efficient. And anything getting done is efficient compared to the usual. So I get home, get on the computer or eat some cocoa pebbles. Then I'll feed the horses, go to the bathroom, then practice guitar. This should put me around 5, when I need to feed the dogs so Sasha doesn't wake mom up at 1 in the morning to go out. Then I guess the rest of the day is what I usually do... Which at least most of you should know.
This does not come without a story, though. Today, I had to feed the dogs before playing guitar, and then didn't even do that very rigorously. I ended up just laying down in front of the door/heater and sort of half passing out for an hour. Like the time where you're sort of getting up and some things might be real, and some things might not be real. and it's sort of confusing. But nothing you think is real, is real. At one point I wanted to tell the bus driver to turn the heat off. Then I realized I'm not on the bus. That was the heater in my room that was so warm. At one point Hannah started texting me. I told her I was hanging out on my floor. and she asked if it was warm. She knew what was going on. It was all good. Then at one point I was on my back holding my phone where I could see it above me, and it just sort of fell. I refuse to believe I dropped it, so it just fell on my face. That's when I decided I needed to get up.

Sarah is not on IM. This is disappointing. You even wrote it on your hand, Sarah.

"Blogging: Never before have so many people with so little to say said so much to so few." Yep that about sums this up. *listens to techno*

But I thought, this wouldn't hurt a lot I guess not

*pelvic thrust*
I just taught Stephanie how to delete her history... Which isn't even hard... But now she can watch all the porn she wants?
>.>
'kay....

So someone put a plate in the dishwasher sideways. This pisses me off because the plate then gets caught on the spinny arm deal that sprays out water and the tube that the water goes through and it's annoying pulling the thing out and then the top shelf rolls out too... or it's already out and then bottom one just stops. Along with this comes the horrid noise of the plates and other dishes banging together. Which is annoying even without a hangover. So I forced it out without bothering to lift it up because I was tired of it, and so broke the dishwasher.

*attention whore* Give me attention, bitches!

Today I met the guy that Boo's been fucking. I thought she said he was black. Must be some other kid. Well I tried to run away, but I didn't want to like... actually run... so she grabbed my bag and made me stay. He didn't seem so bad... He also didn't seem like he'd have sex with her... >.> it was odd... Um...

You know what's weird? Wearing a retainer(which I blame) at night, and then drooling all over the pillow and my face. I have no idea how it happens. I stopped sleeping with my mouth open a long time ago because of it, and now I can't even avoid it unless I'm on my back that's what she said. and I don't have any tissue paper or anything just layin around my bed so I can't really wipe it off with that. and I don't wear a shirt at night, so I can't wipe my face and/or pillow off on that, so then I just have a somewhat dirty(I think) pile of a few clothes next to my bed and just use that shirt. It's really annoying rolling over and finding your face to be freezing. and then that your face is also wet now. So. Gross. I think I even go "Eaugh groooosssssss." Especially when it's actually gone down my face and just, consumed everything. I can't think of a way to make this sound worse.

Back acne. Also sucks.
Acne in general sucks.

I will never be afraid, I will keep on fighting 'til the end, I can walk on water I can fly, I will keep on fighting 'til I die.
Good song.
Raves sound like fun. 'cept the drugs, of course. Though they sound super fun... Still... Wouldn't happen.

Bro rape.

From a bulletin I just saw...